<?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-8986954297014633775</id><updated>2012-02-09T00:44:06.328+08:00</updated><category term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Kentauride's home..</title><subtitle type='html'>She thinks she is a giraffe.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>703</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-597861847119482954</id><published>2012-02-09T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T00:44:06.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today. you gave me the magic. everything was beautiful. with you. everything is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/426041_10150549551656589_683526588_9214431_611754848_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/426041_10150549551656589_683526588_9214431_611754848_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-597861847119482954?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/597861847119482954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/597861847119482954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2012/02/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5687176788697508029</id><published>2012-02-07T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T20:52:40.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday - a table for two</title><content type='html'>I can't wait ! &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mguvGlYnEe4/TzEed7DjMcI/AAAAAAAACvA/dLavKTv0hJE/s640/blogger-image--1841128029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mguvGlYnEe4/TzEed7DjMcI/AAAAAAAACvA/dLavKTv0hJE/s640/blogger-image--1841128029.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/8986954297014633775-5687176788697508029?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5687176788697508029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5687176788697508029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2012/02/tuesday-table-for-two.html' title='Tuesday - a table for two'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-mguvGlYnEe4/TzEed7DjMcI/AAAAAAAACvA/dLavKTv0hJE/s72-c/blogger-image--1841128029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6078598390191129220</id><published>2012-01-18T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T23:35:21.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.twitrounds.com/artistic-backgrounds/rainbow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://images.twitrounds.com/artistic-backgrounds/rainbow.jpg" width="320" /&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;Time doesn't wait for us. People grow old, attitude changes.&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;I am afraid one day I changed and you do not recognize me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-6078598390191129220?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6078598390191129220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6078598390191129220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2012/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-3175705865379566234</id><published>2011-12-29T03:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T03:37:48.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>I am weird. When it comes to PMS, I guess at the age of 21y/o, the unbalanced hormone started its routines again. Sometimes, most of the time, I do not know how to express myself. Growing up alone since I was a kid, I am not good at sharing things, especially emotion. My face might give you a hint of how I feel, but it doesn't give you a long explanation. I am hard to understand, even I myself might not be able to catch up with my own mind. Sometimes, my brain works faster than my feelings. Logical thoughts just kept running through my mind without me asking. It could be hard to be me, it could be easy, depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ignore everything and just have a heartache in me. I can pour out without giving a good explanation. This is something I need to work on. Communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://distilleryimage4.instagram.com/ea8eb1cc318a11e19896123138142014_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://distilleryimage4.instagram.com/ea8eb1cc318a11e19896123138142014_7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-3175705865379566234?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3175705865379566234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3175705865379566234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/12/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1165236761350912476</id><published>2011-12-18T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T00:20:00.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Every words you said makes me feel I'm not worth it. It makes me feel as if I'm not considerate and understanding. Every words stabbed the heart. Maybe I have not been the best for you, but I never thought in your eyes I was this selfish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1165236761350912476?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1165236761350912476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1165236761350912476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/12/every-words-you-said-makes-me-feel-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6991930323794972761</id><published>2011-11-21T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:26:01.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>很久很久沒在這分享我的心情了。一星期的假期也過了，剛剛從電映院回來。這次看了九八刀的“那一些年，我們一起追過的女孩”。讓我想起我高中的時候，初一到高六的青春也變成了回憶。那一種被人喜歡的感覺真的很美好，有時候會不知不覺的陶醉在內。讓我更加得懷戀那一晚，你的一次挩我的手，那種幸福誰也不能代替的了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;這一晚，不只讓我想起美好的回憶，也告訴了我其實每個人的相處方式是一樣的。&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;人与人之间的相处是一种联系。要维持好这一种联系，就得多份努力。如果联系生疏了请不要伤心，有时候人总有懒散的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-6991930323794972761?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6991930323794972761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6991930323794972761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-3248429303227506854</id><published>2011-10-07T10:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T10:24:17.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsmx2fNeUn1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsmx2fNeUn1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-3248429303227506854?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3248429303227506854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3248429303227506854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/10/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6610484333538135124</id><published>2011-10-07T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T01:01:42.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple</title><content type='html'>This afternoon got a surprise Skype call from boyfriend, its been two weeks since the last time I balik kampung. The whole Skype call just lighten up my day! Its like a energizer charger for me. From a dull face becomes a happy face and it kinda lasted for the whole day! Having internet in the house makes me feel a lot closer to everyone now. I can now skype with mum and boyfriend who are in KL, skype with my ex-roommates regarding to our schoolwork, skype with coursemates about project, skype with housemates -.- Melati Puteh for entertainment. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days trying to change my eating habitat. Spent quite a bit on food, bought all favourite beverage and food for the coming weekends. And even test-try cooking different amount of rice, its not easy to get perfect rice. -.-'' Hehe, cooking might not be a full time thing for me, but once a while doing it is fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, its time to sneak into my comforter. goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. RIP Steve Jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tctechcrunch.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/steve-jobs.jpg?w=279&amp;amp;h=360" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://tctechcrunch.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/steve-jobs.jpg?w=279&amp;amp;h=360" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-6610484333538135124?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6610484333538135124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6610484333538135124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/10/skype.html' title='Apple'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4422877352357263678</id><published>2011-10-03T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T22:24:49.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lshl1s4q9B1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lshl1s4q9B1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way I put pictures around myself, I pin them up, I clip them on my sticking board. I love how I fold my comforter, I love how I curl myself in it every morning. I love how I never get bored of radio eventhough they play the same song more than 30 times a day and sometimes its the only accompany I have. I love to play game that I used to play before, it reminds me of how I first felt when I play it, just like Sims Social. I love writing down my schedule, I love making my time organize, I think its&amp;nbsp;beautiful&amp;nbsp;that I can look back on what day what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;did i tell you i love looking back at our messages? its when i miss you so much and thats the only thing i can do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4422877352357263678?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4422877352357263678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4422877352357263678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-is-art.html' title='Life is art'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6800251814905452309</id><published>2011-10-03T17:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:07:50.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not now..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/312498_199069726829790_135609749842455_440161_1567662509_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/312498_199069726829790_135609749842455_440161_1567662509_n.jpg" width="263" /&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;&lt;i&gt;you didnt understand what my heart said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-6800251814905452309?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6800251814905452309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6800251814905452309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-now.html' title='Not now..'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4452410501200366753</id><published>2011-09-30T22:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T22:31:11.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince Onion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;女生碰到什么样的的男的都不要紧，就怕遇到了传说中的洋葱王子，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;你想要看到他的心，只有一层一层地剥掉他的外衣，在这个过程中他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;不断地让你流泪， 最后才知道，原来洋葱根本就没有心。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;"A girl can meet different kind of guys in her life, but never once meet Prince Onion, if you would look into his heart, you will have to go through the process of tearing down his mask. In this process, Prince Onion will never stop making you cry, in the end you will know that actually Prince Onion has no heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;by ym's poor translation. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&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/8986954297014633775-4452410501200366753?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4452410501200366753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4452410501200366753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/prince-onion.html' title='Prince Onion'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5700161006315753972</id><published>2011-09-29T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:35:28.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls98uacoMN1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls98uacoMN1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&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;Ahhh. I have really sexy voice now. Having huge time sorethroat after choir and a tiring wednesday night. -.-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/320127_10150319006581589_683526588_8285256_2090534030_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/320127_10150319006581589_683526588_8285256_2090534030_n.jpg" width="311" /&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;And I kinda miss my red hair. -.-''&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;zZzZzzZzzZZzZZzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-5700161006315753972?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5700161006315753972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5700161006315753972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/oh-so-random.html' title='Oh so random'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-935488639619518394</id><published>2011-09-29T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:09:00.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a tiring week. Just got back from Dean's Dinner and meeting with academic advisor, had a good supper too. I can fall asleep anytime soon. I wish you were here because I know I will fall asleep hugging you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i wish you can see me in pink baju kurung today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-935488639619518394?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/935488639619518394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/935488639619518394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-been-tiring-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-3323763494849632374</id><published>2011-09-28T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T16:00:36.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no one else like you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls4zflAAd71qzr04eo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls4zflAAd71qzr04eo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls6i82ARHA1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls6i82ARHA1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&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;I want to kiss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to hug you to sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to let you know I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I want to..&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;br /&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Keep you right inside my pocket.&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;br /&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;br /&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: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;its dean night tonight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am worry if I trick on my own baju kurung while walking up to the stage. &amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-3323763494849632374?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3323763494849632374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3323763494849632374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/there-is-no-one-else-like-you.html' title='There is no one else like you'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2686325252246272139</id><published>2011-09-26T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T02:08:05.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls39dmlg5J1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ls39dmlg5J1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Its 2.06am. 2 hours already and I still can't sleep. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess this time I got homesick. Sigh. Thinking about not going back in October really kills me. Somehow, I need to be strong enough so that I will not go back home that soon. Otherwise, boyfriend will be really distracted by me. ='(&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;Ahh, just had the thought of looking back at my old blog. It brought me back to you darling. I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2686325252246272139?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2686325252246272139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2686325252246272139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/late-night.html' title='Late night'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-3230127080435970019</id><published>2011-09-23T01:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T01:37:21.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming home</title><content type='html'>I am kinda love the first two weeks in Uni. I think it is because I get to come back every weekend. So far, I only had 8 days lecture and I came back for another 8 days too. I love the feeling of coming home and you know, its good to be at familiar space. I grow up in the same house for the past 16 years, and my room is where I escape to. Not forgetting late night onlines and comfortable couch. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had two weeks lecture. I have this subject called Solid Mechanic 2, which I named it the stress class. It is all about stress and I am feeling stress in this class. First time I shivering while answering quiz. -.- Padahal, the quiz was last year tutorial. The main cause of the mental torture was from my beloved PA (Penasihat Akademik). I think I will have a hard time understand his language and I have to really boost up my cerebrum for higher level of understanding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this semester started with wonderful feelings, I explored Sims Social on facebook which brought me back to the joy that I once had when I was in form 1 or 2. I stop playing the Sims that time because my PC was too lag. I love the concept of Sims Social, just online and play, you design your own house, build relationships and collecting money, shopping, buying stuff to complete the house. I felt like I am moving into another new house that I never had. Talking about house, the house that I am currently staying in Melaka is really comfortable. My very own small room is almost complete, it is full with my ideas and it will give me a comfortable place to sleep and study for another 2 years. I love my bed and my lovely comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrwddrn7Ek1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrwddrn7Ek1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;goodnight world. goodnight my love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-3230127080435970019?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3230127080435970019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3230127080435970019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/coming-home.html' title='Coming home'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-9197702417838250655</id><published>2011-09-17T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:59:28.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrgjyenRSB1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr6g8vShHB1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lr6g8vShHB1qzr04eo1_500.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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-9197702417838250655?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/9197702417838250655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/9197702417838250655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4298729361626706367</id><published>2011-09-12T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T01:31:40.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at4mIlCOjJI/TmzvmmjqrLI/AAAAAAAACuw/jB4aQ_Gi6ro/s1600/288772_10150272697731191_620901190_7924384_1261556954_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at4mIlCOjJI/TmzvmmjqrLI/AAAAAAAACuw/jB4aQ_Gi6ro/s400/288772_10150272697731191_620901190_7924384_1261556954_o.jpg" width="400" /&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/-cIyoTgyU0Ec/Tmzvn_s8ovI/AAAAAAAACu0/sDmKedjTOiI/s1600/316416_10150272711056191_620901190_7924477_481485248_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cIyoTgyU0Ec/Tmzvn_s8ovI/AAAAAAAACu0/sDmKedjTOiI/s400/316416_10150272711056191_620901190_7924477_481485248_n.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6y4ivOJD5rA/Tmzv9DMYjgI/AAAAAAAACu4/AKfQtIxuvsc/s1600/319119_10150272729261191_620901190_7924646_1145391368_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6y4ivOJD5rA/Tmzv9DMYjgI/AAAAAAAACu4/AKfQtIxuvsc/s400/319119_10150272729261191_620901190_7924646_1145391368_n.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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;10 years and still counting..&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; &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: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and sometimes the new friends that you met aren't the same as the highschool mates. its different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4298729361626706367?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4298729361626706367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4298729361626706367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at4mIlCOjJI/TmzvmmjqrLI/AAAAAAAACuw/jB4aQ_Gi6ro/s72-c/288772_10150272697731191_620901190_7924384_1261556954_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2048928270941168356</id><published>2011-09-04T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T20:50:52.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a story between you and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqy50novjv1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqy50novjv1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqy4zx0CbK1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqy4zx0CbK1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;icanread.tumblr&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/8986954297014633775-2048928270941168356?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2048928270941168356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2048928270941168356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-story-between-you-and-me.html' title='Its a story between you and me'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8083505215825462672</id><published>2011-09-03T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T16:55:27.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lquxtzWF8V1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lquxtzWF8V1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;each day I love you more than yesterday, I love you more than you ever know. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but today I want to not love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8083505215825462672?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8083505215825462672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8083505215825462672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/each-day-i-love-you-more-than-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4076883154085370234</id><published>2011-09-02T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:05:41.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything else buddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4076883154085370234?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4076883154085370234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4076883154085370234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-busy-im-busy-im-busy-im-busy-im-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4141812983315045915</id><published>2011-09-01T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T23:55:11.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you</title><content type='html'>&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;&amp;nbsp;&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/hGGDi9D_h4Q/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGGDi9D_h4Q&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/hGGDi9D_h4Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For you, please listen to it sayang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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://farm7.static.flickr.com/6140/6010233037_a9888dffa3_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/6013067577_84bec26e43_o.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="67" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/6013067577_84bec26e43_o.png" width="320" /&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/8986954297014633775-4141812983315045915?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4141812983315045915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4141812983315045915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-you.html' title='For you'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1396883071327607755</id><published>2011-09-01T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:45:23.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljchw5PQG31qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljchw5PQG31qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am simple, very simple.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All I need is a person who has the same simple dream as mine.&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;10 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1396883071327607755?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1396883071327607755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1396883071327607755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/09/insecure.html' title='Simple'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-639222368044734992</id><published>2011-08-30T01:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T01:40:31.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5646334216023556242'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PY0J_hxhlKY/TlvPDc03wJI/AAAAAAAACus/tD4LFHRxGJ8/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='175' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-639222368044734992?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/639222368044734992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/639222368044734992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-you-tonight.html' title='I miss you tonight'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PY0J_hxhlKY/TlvPDc03wJI/AAAAAAAACus/tD4LFHRxGJ8/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4947027267390404392</id><published>2011-08-28T02:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T02:20:19.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought I would sleep early today, like 10 pm or something but I failed. Its 2.06am now. I dont know why I like to marked the timing, its like a forever habit, I am mafan just like that. Today I took a huge step and went to boyfriend's extended family function. You know, when I use the word "extended" which means its not only his dad, his mum, his sister, his brother, but the whole KSS clan were there! Almost whole clan. Ah well, I can't recall whats KSS stand for. I met a lot a lot of his &lt;i&gt;ateh (&lt;/i&gt;aunty) and &lt;i&gt;mama &lt;/i&gt;(uncle) and more than 10 cousins. I dont think I have attend any of this huge family function besides my family wedding. Even my family wedding didnt came up to that big amount of relatives, and the truth is I came from small family and I am not that social butterfly in my family. Hehe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was awkward at first, I am not used to give hugs to people who I first met. He brought me into the family and start introducing, "this is emun, she is my girlfriend (&lt;i&gt;then he continues in tamil with little bit of giggles)". &lt;/i&gt;I thought it was gonna be hard for me, but thank god the whole clan were so friendly with me. They came and give hugs and kisses on my face and making conversation with me. I breath normally throughout the whole thing. I took a big step this time and somehow I enjoyed it! I am bit hardcore when it comes to awkward time, I will stay quiet or probably stuck up to my phone (&lt;i&gt;which is not possible for me these days because my phone sucks)&lt;/i&gt;. This time is very different, I made conversation with a few of them, laugh on their jokes, smile and smile and smile. Woohoo! I guess I passed the first family introduction. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While introducing me to one of his uncle, and telling him how long we have been together, his uncle thought we were engaged and getting marry anytime soon. LOL. That comes in another few years later. Ahhh! I was relieved the moment I came out from the function. Not because I was away from the big group, I was feeling good because I did it. Its not easy for me, I am not a friendly person as what you thought I would be, and its kinda a huge step for the both of us. Introducing to the whole family is also trying to say that &lt;i&gt;we are darn serious in our relationship, dont mess with it! &lt;/i&gt;Hehe. I had fun and I am glad it was your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4947027267390404392?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4947027267390404392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4947027267390404392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/4-years.html' title='4 years'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1812592561194040982</id><published>2011-08-27T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T15:19:22.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be ready!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5645431966038137170'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Mewmo-xP5os/TliadltWmVI/AAAAAAAACuo/fCa26OcbVk8/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='245' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight with lots of people, awkwardness, cakes and different language, who could not be smiling all the time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(yay! Boyfriend and Varoon is gonna laugh out loud - be ready of my awkward smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1812592561194040982?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1812592561194040982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1812592561194040982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/be-ready.html' title='Be ready!'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Mewmo-xP5os/TliadltWmVI/AAAAAAAACuo/fCa26OcbVk8/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2333426901195582486</id><published>2011-08-27T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T01:03:19.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you were here</title><content type='html'>All the crazy things you said and they are all running in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lei cha&lt;/b&gt; (擂茶; léi chá; literally "pounded tea") is a Hakka tea-based beverage or gruel consisting of a mix of tea leaves and herbs that are ground or pounded together with various roasted nuts, seeds, and grains. The tea is drunk for breakfast or on cold winters as a tasty and healthy restorative. Lei cha is very popular in Taiwan, Southern China, Malaysia as well as any locales with a substantial Hakka diaspora population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traditionally lei cha is a savory brew; in contemporary interpretations it is often consumed as a sweet drink.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;(adapted from wikipedia)&lt;/i&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://farm1.static.flickr.com/73/152900932_0d19acde79.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/73/152900932_0d19acde79.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Today we three (mum, boyfriend and I) learned a lesson. "Never let daddy buy dinner when we have decided to be carnivor (KFC I meant)". Haha. But it was fun eating this greeny stuff. It took a while, and I ran away too! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R-lL1-58FFI/AAAAAAAABhs/b_9_uRnBFZw/s400/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R-lL1-58FFI/AAAAAAAABhs/b_9_uRnBFZw/s320/untitled.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And certainly, I prefer not to eat it with the green tea. =D Thank you boyfriend for taking over my soapy rice.&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/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R-lK0O58FEI/AAAAAAAABhk/-bUd9HNaCfs/s400/loooi.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b2vPNSx_Hoc/R-lK0O58FEI/AAAAAAAABhk/-bUd9HNaCfs/s400/loooi.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The moral of the story is : its alright to be herbivore every once a while. (ya right!)&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: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;pictures taken from flickr.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/8986954297014633775-2333426901195582486?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2333426901195582486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2333426901195582486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-wish-you-were-here.html' title='I wish you were here'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/73/152900932_0d19acde79_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6337363317414247543</id><published>2011-08-26T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T02:15:00.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends with Benefits</title><content type='html'>&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://3.gvt0.com/vi/xGytDsqkQY8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xGytDsqkQY8&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/xGytDsqkQY8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched 'Friends with Benefits'. Now I get why my boyfriend love to stream movies/series in my house, because the wifi is better than Starbucks'. This song played in the end of the movie. Didnt pay attention to the lyrics except for this line "I know who I want to take me home". The movie was great especially when you have nothing to do at night and you just wanna sit alone and watch a movie. The only thing that makes this whole thing not perfect is boyfriend's arm. I guess I am just slowly digging myself into some kind of addiction, I am so used to lie in his arm or snug myself on his skinny chicken thighs. Was thinking about you the whole while. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.gvt0.com/vi/GPeJI9nbDmk/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GPeJI9nbDmk&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/GPeJI9nbDmk&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can be tough&lt;br /&gt;I can be strong&lt;br /&gt;But with you, It's not like that at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a girl who gives a shit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind this wall&lt;br /&gt;You just walk through it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-6337363317414247543?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6337363317414247543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6337363317414247543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/friends-with-benefits.html' title='Friends with Benefits'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5774170554071526891</id><published>2011-08-25T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T23:07:01.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. My car.&lt;br /&gt;2. Car service.&lt;br /&gt;3. Rise of the apps.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mushroom Burger.&lt;br /&gt;5. Another walk in Bukit Jalil.&lt;br /&gt;6. Zoo Keeper.&lt;br /&gt;7. Durian buffet.&lt;br /&gt;8. Sushi and salmon.&lt;br /&gt;9. CRAB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reconsider, rethink, re-decide? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-5774170554071526891?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5774170554071526891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5774170554071526891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2589314266490338689</id><published>2011-08-25T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T21:40:29.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jc_ddCUMqU/TUU5m1FiEZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qPfC1lpWxKc/s1600/tumblr_kwxj9w53mT1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jc_ddCUMqU/TUU5m1FiEZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qPfC1lpWxKc/s320/tumblr_kwxj9w53mT1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me a lot a lot of love, frankly, I just never get enough of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hugs and kisses, cuddle and snuggle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;16 days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2589314266490338689?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2589314266490338689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2589314266490338689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/show-me-lot-lot-of-love-frankly-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Jc_ddCUMqU/TUU5m1FiEZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qPfC1lpWxKc/s72-c/tumblr_kwxj9w53mT1qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4025787015486056517</id><published>2011-08-25T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T00:17:40.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>;( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i hate my phone. sometimes i wish i went missing forever. oh fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4025787015486056517?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4025787015486056517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4025787015486056517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/sometimes-i-hate-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2494682931583973985</id><published>2011-08-23T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T00:54:20.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When tumblr says my stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpytr7oTKW1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpytr7oTKW1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp7mzjiGCE1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lp7mzjiGCE1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lozzscNqTe1qzr04eo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lozzscNqTe1qzr04eo1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lozumbiNEF1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lozumbiNEF1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lopk6zDQYp1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lopk6zDQYp1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lomjbfNuB91qzr04eo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lomjbfNuB91qzr04eo1_500.png" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loksn6dI0F1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_loksn6dI0F1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo70r4v5co1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lo70r4v5co1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnt60mFILQ1qzr04eo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnt60mFILQ1qzr04eo1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm7xtc4DH21qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm7xtc4DH21qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ah life, am I making you more complicated? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2494682931583973985?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2494682931583973985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2494682931583973985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-tumblr-says-my-stories.html' title='When tumblr says my stories'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8878478417521391008</id><published>2011-08-23T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T20:32:14.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill me</title><content type='html'>Seriously? When you dislike certain thing, at your peak of calmness and happiness, it just happened because it was meant to ruin everything. Very simple. With one thing it can ruin your whole fucking good day. Have you ever feel like stabbing into something so badly? Like you are so frustrated till you forgot the word upset and you wanna murder someone, or probably kicking and punching would make you feel better. I need to get some boxing lesson soon to release the bad energy in me. Or I need to invent something to brain wash people or even insert a better brain for myself. It just suck to the max when your fucking good day has to be ruin like this. I tried you know, I tried to look into the good side and I just cant get over it. I just cant get over it that you are being BULLIED. OH MY GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live with this. I might as well just dick a hole and put my head in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8878478417521391008?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8878478417521391008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8878478417521391008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/kill-me.html' title='Kill me'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6381644075446469548</id><published>2011-08-12T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T01:28:51.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Me</title><content type='html'>Almost a month I have this long and lazy holiday. Feel good to have such long holiday. Basically, everyday I woke up about noon and have the food served by my mum and the accompany of the tv series. I really feel like I am unemployed at the moment, it gets me more lazy and more lazy each day. LOL. Anyway, I tried to make an effort on my holiday now. =D Try to take care of my skin and live healthy by using more U-Kimono. Haha, it is an vibrator by Osim, it kinda tickle you till you laugh while it vibrates your tummy. And not forgetting the shopping mall routine every once or twice a week. It really feels good to be back in KL, because I feel civilize now. Finally I managed to update myself with the most recent movies, exceptional for Captain America, Cowboy Aliens and Zoo Keeper. Yay! Just got a new list of movies to watch now right boyfriend? ;) *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another month of holiday (my holiday is until 12 sept), I am here to vow that another month of holiday is gonna full with healthy lifestyle. *oh finger cross*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-6381644075446469548?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6381644075446469548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6381644075446469548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/lazy-me.html' title='Lazy Me'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-3084599079322112967</id><published>2011-08-11T01:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T01:35:42.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>Have you ever this kind of pain before? It's like you feel so sad and heart pain for someone and there's a lot a lot of thing you wanna let that person know, suddenly, out of no where, you feel this serious sore throat that locked up your voice, you couldn't say a thing, you just cry and cry to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't feel in this way for quite sometime. You feel pain when the person you cared for is so much in miserable as you think. Sometimes you feel like ask that person to wake up wake up and stop doing other people favors and be selfish for a little while. It failed. That's the way the person is, that's the way that makes you admire the person.. And it's also the way that person put you in so much pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-3084599079322112967?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3084599079322112967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3084599079322112967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-48987517898414939</id><published>2011-08-07T05:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T05:03:10.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>I'm still awake at 5am. I tried so hard to sleep for the past 5 hours! What's wrong with me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5637851477207894418'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-bPy2qk16NWE/Tj2sDENjSZI/AAAAAAAACuk/i4KDEjyrou0/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-48987517898414939?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/48987517898414939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/48987517898414939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-wrong-with-me.html' title='What&amp;#39;s wrong with me?'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-bPy2qk16NWE/Tj2sDENjSZI/AAAAAAAACuk/i4KDEjyrou0/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8840740566031830353</id><published>2011-07-29T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T22:08:16.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaded</title><content type='html'>Have you ever feel something meaningful has comes to an end? And sometimes you just feel jaded about everything and it makes you fall sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept enough and I thought my dream would come true, but it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep some more because I don't want to face it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5634775871109040226'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-WBN7K3GdHE4/TjK-zOpliGI/AAAAAAAACug/wt8rN2maaFo/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='450' height='450' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was understanding enough, but it just hurt so much this time. Till I don't feel anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8840740566031830353?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8840740566031830353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8840740566031830353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/07/jaded.html' title='Jaded'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-WBN7K3GdHE4/TjK-zOpliGI/AAAAAAAACug/wt8rN2maaFo/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1024836190612552824</id><published>2011-07-18T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T22:52:36.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months</title><content type='html'>Ops. Its been a month I come in here. The setting layout for blogger had changed, not use to it and took a while to find the "write new post". -.- Finally, my engineering practice is done, and now I am enjoying my two months holiday. And good news is, Jolene is coming back on the 21st July. Woohoo! More and more gathering for this summer break! =D Can't wait to meet the highschool friends again! The last round in Steven's was so "mature" talk. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about the 2 months staying in new rented house in Melaka.&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/-xVsB9_FTmjA/TiRALS7bggI/AAAAAAAACuM/5JJkGs9JHSw/s1600/IMG_1244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVsB9_FTmjA/TiRALS7bggI/AAAAAAAACuM/5JJkGs9JHSw/s320/IMG_1244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the first few weeks, I was struggling to sleep on 10cm thick mattress. Ah well, practically I do not consider this as a mattress. I really had a great back pain for quite some time and I didn't seems like I had sleep. -.- But anyhow, the mattress has been replaced by the double cushioned mattress from the house. I smell my small kid's pee on the old bed. LOL.&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/-4_SM93NqnUY/TiRB_k1ufgI/AAAAAAAACuQ/SXjBmQYeRpA/s1600/IMG_1359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4_SM93NqnUY/TiRB_k1ufgI/AAAAAAAACuQ/SXjBmQYeRpA/s320/IMG_1359.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/-sVMSS-Yxz0c/TiRCCO5BgWI/AAAAAAAACuU/dOr7D8isTyA/s1600/IMG_1360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sVMSS-Yxz0c/TiRCCO5BgWI/AAAAAAAACuU/dOr7D8isTyA/s320/IMG_1360.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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qkc0NWw081w/TiRCDRNXErI/AAAAAAAACuY/3KkSeIqX_FU/s1600/IMG_1361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qkc0NWw081w/TiRCDRNXErI/AAAAAAAACuY/3KkSeIqX_FU/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it feels really good to have your own room, a little space of your own. For the past two years, I learnt the beauty of sharing and since I was a child I was so used to sleeping alone and having everything by myself, it was a good experience sleeping with my roommates and also they were so jaga me. =D And now, I am back to my little own comfort zone, where I can call it home. =) Somehow, this rented house makes me feel like home. A home which I build with my coursemates, a home where we test all type of try and error dishes, a home which we spent countless night working on report or watching series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing is when boyfriend come over to Melaka, he doesn't need to stay in the car anymore! At least he has a place to wash up, to take a poo! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) To be continue the next time I come back here. Dont worry readers, I will be back more often! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1024836190612552824?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1024836190612552824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1024836190612552824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/07/2-months.html' title='2 Months'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xVsB9_FTmjA/TiRALS7bggI/AAAAAAAACuM/5JJkGs9JHSw/s72-c/IMG_1244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5986679202778215030</id><published>2011-07-08T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T22:50:12.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5626651995320201490"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-7DXq2Z_QBBc/ThXiLa_NsRI/AAAAAAAACuI/sCbj7ag6e5M/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handsome boyfriend with chubby chocolate. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-5986679202778215030?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5986679202778215030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5986679202778215030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/07/handsome-boyfriend-with-chubby.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-7DXq2Z_QBBc/ThXiLa_NsRI/AAAAAAAACuI/sCbj7ag6e5M/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4133876012929395179</id><published>2011-06-05T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:53:46.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5614748955997275954'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-HBQ1BuvhZuc/TeuYbWE2hzI/AAAAAAAACuE/CDXD4K7WfRs/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling something is missing is making me feeling empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4133876012929395179?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4133876012929395179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4133876012929395179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/06/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-HBQ1BuvhZuc/TeuYbWE2hzI/AAAAAAAACuE/CDXD4K7WfRs/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1044873791686599502</id><published>2011-05-26T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T09:09:20.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iheartlove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll36wr3b1i1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll36wr3b1i1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&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;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljho546la41qihu26o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljho546la41qihu26o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&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;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj07owwXNA1qggr66o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="321" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lj07owwXNA1qggr66o1_500.gif" width="400" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cant wait, boyfriend. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1044873791686599502?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1044873791686599502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1044873791686599502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/05/iheartlove.html' title='Iheartlove'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8443109693236939458</id><published>2011-05-17T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T22:01:12.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving out and moving in</title><content type='html'>Finally. Got the time and mood to blog something new! Have been busy with moving out from hostel and moving into own house. Took 5 rounds to send 5 people belongings, and two three days to clean the junk house. The back yard / garden is not fully done yet though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you some complete pic! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5607684659298820034'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TdJ_fKHp38I/AAAAAAAACtg/6RloC5Y_D-0/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='450' height='450' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My white bed frame and new comforter. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5607684688853151746'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TdJ_g4N9MAI/AAAAAAAACtk/b7X6M7oR4Co/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='450' height='450' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my working station, and behind it is my freestyle wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5607684719306107490'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TdJ_ipqgamI/AAAAAAAACto/denollX5-VA/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='450' height='450' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our living room. ;) today handmade tv aerial and got three chanels, which are ntv7, rtm1 and rtm2. We used wire and just stuck it into the plug and move it to the window side. Budak mechanical. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5607684762002025154'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TdJ_lIuAasI/AAAAAAAACts/Mi6RBvrQqbw/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='450' height='450' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very new fridge and also makan station! Woohoo! I have my milk and fruit juice everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5607684782101231666'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TdJ_mTmB-DI/AAAAAAAACtw/RvfStRpkneM/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='450' height='450' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh finally we call in gas tank and had our first proper cooking in the house. It's a completed kitchen! Nasi goreng dengan teller dadar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome06?authkey=Gv1sRgCMnR-M6WutqiywE#5607684804140939842'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TdJ_nlstOkI/AAAAAAAACt0/HEJePs3uazo/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='450' height='450' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apamm dot dot! ;D made by ayuma's sister. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8443109693236939458?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8443109693236939458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8443109693236939458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/05/moving-out-and-moving-in.html' title='Moving out and moving in'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TdJ_fKHp38I/AAAAAAAACtg/6RloC5Y_D-0/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-7106404353626942281</id><published>2011-05-09T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:46:23.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the past</title><content type='html'>I can feel the sweat on my body even though its been 20 minutes ago I help ChuWoon to move her stuff to downstairs. I can feel that I am still living in the past. Another year just past. ChuWoon is now moving to new hostel, and I m guessing tomorrow will be Fazlin's turn. The house seems very quiet, especially at night, everything is shutting off slowly, no more laughter, no more shouting each other name across the room. Ahh, I guess I am starting to miss my fellow housemates. I remember how it was still when I first moved into Taman Tasik Utama. Getting the so-called "master room", sharing room with another person I was then didnt knew, getting to have more friends, joining dinner, and slowly the bonds just grew stronger than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 4 days to go. I can't wait for my own room and at the same time I do not know what to expect to be in the new house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapting again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-7106404353626942281?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7106404353626942281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7106404353626942281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/05/in-past.html' title='In the past'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1920992006706602461</id><published>2011-05-07T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T22:11:03.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At this moment, this minute, I do not feel like going back to Malacca. But I don't have a choice. The longer period you spent outside the house, surviving on your own, prepare your own food, standing on your own feets, you start to know that home is the only place that you want to be at. No matter how much fun, how much freedom you could get, there is still no place like home. Home is where your family, your loves one, your friends are, home is where you feel the most comfortable, home is where you can laugh and cry at. Home is where my heart belong to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I growing up, I see my parents aging, especially my dad. He is not a person who enjoys life as much as my mum does. He spent almost his whole life working for this family, and nevertheless, just for his only daughter. Today I could count the gray hair grew on his head, how thick his palm had became, how many wrinkles grew on his face, and today I realize my dad had grew so much older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna go back there. ;'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1920992006706602461?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1920992006706602461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1920992006706602461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/05/at-this-moment-this-minute-i-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8037680982605599628</id><published>2011-05-07T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T11:29:36.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ola!</title><content type='html'>Ola! Good morning! Woohoo! Exam is finally over! And I am home now! But for very very short time, 4 days aren't enough for me though. Have been relaxing and stressing on my sickness. Gahhh. I don't like it when I dizzy dizzy and sina sina! =.=''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had watched two movies recently. Haha, I have the movie fever in me since I have not step into the cinema for more than a month already!&lt;br /&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://www.onlinemovieshut.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/fast-five-movie-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.onlinemovieshut.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/fast-five-movie-poster.jpg" width="472" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQIsLZca4Bw0qaFdc0s_ZqKG9qO2Nkmuqzb1icXTdLCkJgjsdcniA" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://roundaboutkl.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/rio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://roundaboutkl.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/rio.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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;Oh! Awesome movies! Funny and super worth it! =D Didnt expect FastFive to be funny too! =D&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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh KL KL, I am gonna miss you soon.&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;br /&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;br /&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;Ahh, thanks boyfriend for bringing me for these movies! More movie dates when I am back ok? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8037680982605599628?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8037680982605599628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8037680982605599628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/05/ola.html' title='Ola!'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5059047204957209044</id><published>2011-05-03T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T12:26:30.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life is colourful when I have you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlyZ4rsreZQ/Tb-Bdb9_UtI/AAAAAAAACtI/LoOq9RGNQEI/s1600/IMG_1206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlyZ4rsreZQ/Tb-Bdb9_UtI/AAAAAAAACtI/LoOq9RGNQEI/s400/IMG_1206.JPG" width="400" /&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/-SgsEXsBzh1c/Tb-BeiPky9I/AAAAAAAACtM/eVFmd2dGFU8/s1600/IMG_1207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SgsEXsBzh1c/Tb-BeiPky9I/AAAAAAAACtM/eVFmd2dGFU8/s400/IMG_1207.JPG" width="300" /&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/-nPCp5bwiw2w/Tb-BfnnkSKI/AAAAAAAACtQ/THrrKFrJgWY/s1600/IMG_1208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nPCp5bwiw2w/Tb-BfnnkSKI/AAAAAAAACtQ/THrrKFrJgWY/s400/IMG_1208.JPG" width="400" /&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/-We7vPLEb3ro/Tb-BgxhNX-I/AAAAAAAACtU/l5RIYAza-5Q/s1600/IMG_1209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-We7vPLEb3ro/Tb-BgxhNX-I/AAAAAAAACtU/l5RIYAza-5Q/s400/IMG_1209.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait for me to come home again boyfriend. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll go for another perfect date kay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-5059047204957209044?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5059047204957209044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5059047204957209044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-life-is-colourful-when-i-have-you.html' title='My life is colourful when I have you'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GlyZ4rsreZQ/Tb-Bdb9_UtI/AAAAAAAACtI/LoOq9RGNQEI/s72-c/IMG_1206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8528638104994904973</id><published>2011-04-17T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:37:53.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A practice</title><content type='html'>The very second time my boyfriend walked to my house while I was nicely sleeping because did not notice I got miss calls from him. Poor boy. This morning, I received a huge hug right after I woke up. Awesome! And lots of love in the morning makes my day even better than how it already was. Freshened up myself, and then head to Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good time with boyfriend. Have you ever feel like the future is tomorrow? Holding hands, pushing trolley, checking out new ideas of how furniture works, picking up the right colour, looking at the furniture, lying on comfy bed, testing out the sofas, looking at the demo set. I can't explain how content I was. Nothing has been better than this. Imagine the future house with you, colours of the walls, tiles or wall paper, marble kitchen, working stations, the kid's fun world. You are my future, you are what I am looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDqqnro7Pz8/TanFpGXVugI/AAAAAAAACtA/utG9ivV4gXo/s1600/IMG_1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDqqnro7Pz8/TanFpGXVugI/AAAAAAAACtA/utG9ivV4gXo/s400/IMG_1180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596221321858365954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8528638104994904973?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8528638104994904973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8528638104994904973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/04/practice.html' title='A practice'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cDqqnro7Pz8/TanFpGXVugI/AAAAAAAACtA/utG9ivV4gXo/s72-c/IMG_1180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-3618691039604379704</id><published>2011-04-12T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:36:51.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torns</title><content type='html'>&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;/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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F66tZexEdn0/TaQiNCEjaAI/AAAAAAAACs8/cYKX-LutX6M/s1600/DSC02573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F66tZexEdn0/TaQiNCEjaAI/AAAAAAAACs8/cYKX-LutX6M/s320/DSC02573.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;if only you know how to avoid it and just go on with life.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1743544714"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1743544715"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-3618691039604379704?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3618691039604379704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3618691039604379704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/04/torns.html' title='Torns'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F66tZexEdn0/TaQiNCEjaAI/AAAAAAAACs8/cYKX-LutX6M/s72-c/DSC02573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4539348240629079888</id><published>2011-04-10T11:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:55:47.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>星期日</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QpqVnq4l0mo/TaEj6f-LxLI/AAAAAAAACsk/lkSEHHkDi7E/s1600/IMG_1133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QpqVnq4l0mo/TaEj6f-LxLI/AAAAAAAACsk/lkSEHHkDi7E/s400/IMG_1133.JPG" width="400" /&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/-QpqVnq4l0mo/TaEj6f-LxLI/AAAAAAAACsk/lkSEHHkDi7E/s1600/IMG_1133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;才刚起来就感觉到满满的爱。宝贝很早就留下信息，好让我一打开眼就有种暖暖的感觉。这早晨也被楚雯搞得很有趣。还有我们家的琳，早早的就开始温习了咯。有种预感，今天应该会过得比昨天充实喔。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;最进喜欢上花生牛油的味道，很香，常让我想起童年。&lt;br /&gt;啊！午餐时间就到咯。也祝大家星期日愉快！=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;等下就要去慈濟咯。好開心喔。^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;editted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-asV9gxaGg/TaFjgoS3CyI/AAAAAAAACso/zVl8gqMQMAA/s1600/IMG_1173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-asV9gxaGg/TaFjgoS3CyI/AAAAAAAACso/zVl8gqMQMAA/s400/IMG_1173.JPG" width="400" /&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/-6JwLO-XRYCU/TaFjmRsoUuI/AAAAAAAACss/H-JkUlLPLcQ/s1600/IMG_1174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6JwLO-XRYCU/TaFjmRsoUuI/AAAAAAAACss/H-JkUlLPLcQ/s400/IMG_1174.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Tzu Chi.&lt;br /&gt;1. Donated blood&lt;br /&gt;2. Slightly blue black on the right arm (again but this time better)&lt;br /&gt;3. They couldnt find my vein (again)&lt;br /&gt;4. The blood not flowing through (degil betul)&lt;br /&gt;5. I am a happy girl (thats the only thing that matters to me now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;editted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday night. I feel so much love tonight. Just received Birthday Cake that brought by Ayuma from BatuPahat. =D Special Delivery by Mira. So much love and sweetness tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus baby's today's message really makes me a happy girl. =D&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/-4KgupKk6Em8/TaG0J9yPCfI/AAAAAAAACs0/EonwyySy4QA/s1600/IMG_1175.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4KgupKk6Em8/TaG0J9yPCfI/AAAAAAAACs0/EonwyySy4QA/s400/IMG_1175.JPG" width="400" /&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/-bRSRub5WFAc/TaG0LJxovyI/AAAAAAAACs4/yt-J2di2pZI/s1600/IMG_1176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bRSRub5WFAc/TaG0LJxovyI/AAAAAAAACs4/yt-J2di2pZI/s400/IMG_1176.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all the love tonight. =D Thank you sweetstuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4539348240629079888?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4539348240629079888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4539348240629079888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='星期日'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QpqVnq4l0mo/TaEj6f-LxLI/AAAAAAAACsk/lkSEHHkDi7E/s72-c/IMG_1133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1498565648616034176</id><published>2011-04-09T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T13:49:29.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I think of you, you are my sweet stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kLlEiwh01k/TZ_ymimvqBI/AAAAAAAACsg/vnvKfz8zRnk/s1600/173093_497702079199_649199199_6278383_6851912_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kLlEiwh01k/TZ_ymimvqBI/AAAAAAAACsg/vnvKfz8zRnk/s640/173093_497702079199_649199199_6278383_6851912_o.jpg" width="537" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does my boyfriend looks like Aamir Khan? =D This picture was taken during chinese new year. Ahh, I miss how we spent time in Jenjarom, its the second year we went there, we still enjoy the every single bit of it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling, wait for me to come home yea! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1498565648616034176?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1498565648616034176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1498565648616034176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/04/when-i-think-of-you-you-are-my-sweet.html' title='When I think of you, you are my sweet stuff'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7kLlEiwh01k/TZ_ymimvqBI/AAAAAAAACsg/vnvKfz8zRnk/s72-c/173093_497702079199_649199199_6278383_6851912_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1560181771411028670</id><published>2011-04-08T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T10:04:40.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted</title><content type='html'>Dear boyfriend, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you like crazy sometimes, maybe most of the times. I wish you are right here. The songs that replayed on the itunes reminds me of you. I wish I could hug you right now. Baby, I love you. &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/-tUylQKJUj8o/TZ2eeo2NvUI/AAAAAAAACsQ/PP5hUoPG-6Q/s1600/IMG_1157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUylQKJUj8o/TZ2eeo2NvUI/AAAAAAAACsQ/PP5hUoPG-6Q/s320/IMG_1157.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?" across the room, your silhouette&lt;br /&gt;Starts  to make its way to me&lt;br /&gt;The playful conversation starts, counter all  your quick remarks&lt;br /&gt;Like passing notes in secrecy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was  enchanting to meet you&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your chinese giraffe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1560181771411028670?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1560181771411028670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1560181771411028670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/04/enchanted.html' title='Enchanted'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tUylQKJUj8o/TZ2eeo2NvUI/AAAAAAAACsQ/PP5hUoPG-6Q/s72-c/IMG_1157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1221057492071694550</id><published>2011-04-07T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T19:58:40.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His day.</title><content type='html'>&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;/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;=) Its gonna be a boyfriend's birthday post.&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: center;"&gt;On his birthday, I rushed home from Melaka. Have been planning this for more than a month, searching for the right cake, right venue, who to invite, and who has confirm, is the food okay for everyone, and etc.&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: center;"&gt;Very big thank you to nicole and zi wei who helped me through out this surprise dinner. And thank you for everyone who attended the dinner!&amp;nbsp; Though it wasnt like a super super surprise, but I am glad I see his big smile on that night. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATYXpYXrLl8/TZ2eY8wVbhI/AAAAAAAACsM/737U69Uxg9E/s320/IMG_1142.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;His toy cake! =D&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;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/-d7SMkj8P9Mw/TZ2eOdQ3SmI/AAAAAAAACsE/UfWGRoUr1pg/s1600/IMG_1139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d7SMkj8P9Mw/TZ2eOdQ3SmI/AAAAAAAACsE/UfWGRoUr1pg/s320/IMG_1139.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;Can you tell what car?&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/-e0WrJAmOZO0/TZ2eBqiekBI/AAAAAAAACsA/_wkRSvZOi90/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e0WrJAmOZO0/TZ2eBqiekBI/AAAAAAAACsA/_wkRSvZOi90/s320/IMG_1138.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;CRX&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/-0_ryqWZQltY/TZ2eWSlylkI/AAAAAAAACsI/3IKpW2eh_jA/s1600/IMG_1140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0_ryqWZQltY/TZ2eWSlylkI/AAAAAAAACsI/3IKpW2eh_jA/s320/IMG_1140.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;=D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The deal was just a dinner for two of us, and I have set his mind that we will only meeting friends after dinner. He kinda found out the surprise, but kinda no. He is a smart birthday boy. Haha. And when he reached, he saw his goodfriend awaiting for him at the long long table. Some of them reach later, and some people who he didnt expect came too. =D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2Td4tuEF78/TZ2emcLLc4I/AAAAAAAACsY/iuBm82F0lSk/s1600/200331_10150444692235494_693570493_17838251_6522801_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g2Td4tuEF78/TZ2emcLLc4I/AAAAAAAACsY/iuBm82F0lSk/s320/200331_10150444692235494_693570493_17838251_6522801_n.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;Muahhhh. =D&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/-_0LoovzPMk0/TZ2eoIVDZQI/AAAAAAAACsc/OLG5rUfgs-4/s1600/197034_10150444690630494_693570493_17838219_1472777_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_0LoovzPMk0/TZ2eoIVDZQI/AAAAAAAACsc/OLG5rUfgs-4/s320/197034_10150444690630494_693570493_17838219_1472777_n.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;He stood on the chair twice! =D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&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;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was happy to see him happy. It was a little catch up time for him and the friends. Baby, I hope you can smile like that everyday. =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you baby! =D Looking forward the next birthday! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1221057492071694550?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1221057492071694550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1221057492071694550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/04/his-day.html' title='His day.'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATYXpYXrLl8/TZ2eY8wVbhI/AAAAAAAACsM/737U69Uxg9E/s72-c/IMG_1142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-3825264079904709865</id><published>2011-04-02T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T01:36:12.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holla!! I'm home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok yes. I did mention about coming home after one month, but as you guys know I don't exactly have a weekend life if I were in Melaka. Haha. And since my housemates were all about to coming back to kl, why don't I volunteer myself to be the driver! Plus, I'm happier when I'm home. I have done so many things today whxh I would never or thought of doing them whee I'm in Melaka. I love Fridays like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a list of what I have done today; which makes me feel content.&lt;br /&gt;1. I have my Indian food craving satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;2. Cut my hair, Dyed my hair, blow dry it! Ahh lighter now!&lt;br /&gt;3. Get mama to the pharmacy.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bought the spare part from perodua! &lt;br /&gt;5. Washed my car!&lt;br /&gt;6. Brought mum for her craved dinner.&lt;br /&gt;7. Went tesco bought new wiper!&lt;br /&gt;8. Ready to bake tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;9. Met Carmen ong. And. Zipped mouh. Lol&lt;br /&gt;10. Baby put me to sleep. (failed! Cause bhai came on time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD and he now took my car key home left my car here with me. My boyfriend so cute! &lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to happy weekend. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you guys have a blast weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-3825264079904709865?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3825264079904709865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3825264079904709865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/04/holla-im-home-ok-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2168212443218149608</id><published>2011-03-31T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T15:40:19.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a Thursday!</title><content type='html'>I dont remember when is the last time I sleep again in the morning after a short class. What makes me happy today was enough sleep! I doze off after a packet of mihun goreng + egg after a short lecturer in the morning. I love how I could lie on the bed before I stuck my head with all sort of worries. Another one month I will be done with Year 2. I can't wait for the final to come, I really had enough of stress for this semester. Next semester which is my in house internship right after my final is gonna be my learning + fun time. =D Hopefully I enjoy the session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really had good time these days. I laugh along with the jokes, and sometimes I did took my first step toward something that I never thought I would. =D And I found some thing new around me. This excites me the most because when I thought I was alone, there was actually someone who could join in my clan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for tomorrow. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2168212443218149608?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2168212443218149608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2168212443218149608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-thursday.html' title='Its a Thursday!'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8872171432724285585</id><published>2011-03-29T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T16:39:04.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3efaq-MlHqQ/TZGZ4B3kBXI/AAAAAAAACr4/OjZluJJ5ZVU/s1600/IMG_1106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3efaq-MlHqQ/TZGZ4B3kBXI/AAAAAAAACr4/OjZluJJ5ZVU/s400/IMG_1106.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when you thought coming back to Melaka would be the bluest day ever, "beep", the next minute you know someone had just sent you a message which lifted up your mood that easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh dear, if only you are now next to me. I bet I will doze off in your arm immediately. Just like the other night when you were putting me to sleep. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8872171432724285585?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8872171432724285585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8872171432724285585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-my-dear.html' title='Oh my dear'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3efaq-MlHqQ/TZGZ4B3kBXI/AAAAAAAACr4/OjZluJJ5ZVU/s72-c/IMG_1106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5302582948990538470</id><published>2011-03-28T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T13:10:28.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hear me you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="https://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome05?authkey=Gv1sRgCMaOyNL5jbfA-wE#5589130834230314658"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TZCU4Zl7BqI/AAAAAAAACrs/oVWNI9Tt7ac/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never failed dislike here.&lt;br /&gt;If only you hear my calling..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-5302582948990538470?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5302582948990538470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5302582948990538470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/hear-me-you.html' title='Hear me you'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TZCU4Zl7BqI/AAAAAAAACrs/oVWNI9Tt7ac/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4618646152474736663</id><published>2011-03-28T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T00:51:22.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7t22d_vmSkI/TY9pSV2r1rI/AAAAAAAACrk/7y087BrSbTo/s1600/200331_10150444692235494_693570493_17838251_6522801_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7t22d_vmSkI/TY9pSV2r1rI/AAAAAAAACrk/7y087BrSbTo/s320/200331_10150444692235494_693570493_17838251_6522801_n.jpg" width="240" /&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;Happening weekend. =)&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;Drove back on Friday, rushed with a few calls here and there, nevertheless, things came out pretty good and it was what I expected. Nothing is perfect though. The best part of the night was his smile. Knowing that he enjoy the accompany of his friends, minus off the awkwardness and dumbass behaviour, I suppose it makes him smile the most that night. He was a child again. I love the most is when he is happy.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ahh, now I am all prepared for the busiest week ever in my whole semester I suppose. Three presentations, 1 unrevised test awaiting for me. Hmm, whenever I think about going back to Melaka, theres still a grudge in me that holding me back.&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: center;"&gt;hmm, I guess I never failed to miss being in KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4618646152474736663?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4618646152474736663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4618646152474736663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7t22d_vmSkI/TY9pSV2r1rI/AAAAAAAACrk/7y087BrSbTo/s72-c/200331_10150444692235494_693570493_17838251_6522801_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2845156037260645628</id><published>2011-03-21T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T16:54:05.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaningful.</title><content type='html'>&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;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://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li9afmpd5j1qb6jeto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li9afmpd5j1qb6jeto1_500.jpg" width="422" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;copied from a friend's tumblr. =') hope you dont mind.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I've been practicing this year.&lt;br /&gt;1. Never refuse homemade brownies.&lt;br /&gt;2. Strive for excellence, not perfection.&lt;br /&gt;3. Never waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them. (not just my boyfriend)&lt;br /&gt;4. Leave everything a little better than you found it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Keep it simple.&lt;br /&gt;6. Be forgiving on yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;7. Say "Thank you" a lot.&lt;br /&gt;8. Say "Please" a lot.&lt;br /&gt;9. Have a firm handshake.&lt;br /&gt;10. Look people in the eye.&lt;br /&gt;11. Be the first to say "Hello". (particular not to someone, because I am still avoiding)&lt;br /&gt;12. Return all things you borrow.&lt;br /&gt;13. Keep secrets.&lt;br /&gt;14. I do have two dogs!&lt;br /&gt;15. Wave at kids on school buses.&lt;br /&gt;16. Be there when people need you.&lt;br /&gt;17. Don't be afraid to say, "I made a mistake."&lt;br /&gt;18. Don't be afraid to say, "I dont know."&lt;br /&gt;19. Call my mother&lt;br /&gt;20. And my dad too! =)&lt;br /&gt;(Awesome family with Papa's message on Japan's radiation! =.='' Get what I mean?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I have love, and I know I grow stronger each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you never had depression, how would you know what is happiness?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2845156037260645628?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2845156037260645628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2845156037260645628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/meaningful.html' title='Meaningful.'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8986150601866603312</id><published>2011-03-19T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:30:05.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EePNhiaEa_8/TYTLH8XuUuI/AAAAAAAACrg/aBI1SNIHKYM/s1600/196794_10150116580286589_683526588_6716009_8070528_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EePNhiaEa_8/TYTLH8XuUuI/AAAAAAAACrg/aBI1SNIHKYM/s320/196794_10150116580286589_683526588_6716009_8070528_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you watch the moon tonight? Its called the supermoon. Its very bright and it lights up my night. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a person who loves to just stare into the sky, looks for stars and moon. I enjoy how the wind blow on my face and how little things shine in the sky. I enjoy the peace in my mind because I could get so carried away. In that sudden, I forgot all the stress and depression in me. I was a child again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, I know I can sleep with a big smile. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8986150601866603312?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8986150601866603312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8986150601866603312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/super-moon.html' title='Super Moon'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EePNhiaEa_8/TYTLH8XuUuI/AAAAAAAACrg/aBI1SNIHKYM/s72-c/196794_10150116580286589_683526588_6716009_8070528_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-3973668497528253528</id><published>2011-03-17T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T22:54:57.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Running away</title><content type='html'>One down and another one on its way. This semester seems like a never ending cycle to me. I find it harder when I have negative thoughts in my mind that never seems to be getting away. I get so carried away everytime. Today I took a long nap after reading three quarter of "A thousand Splendid Suns". I went to the library in the afternoon, after help my group on searching the bibliography and reference for our assignment, I dig myself into the english novel section. Ahh, finally I could find some good stuff in this huge librabry. And my coursemate, Shikin gave me the urge to loan 4 books at once. :) I feel content whenever I have books to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the 11th week of this semester, another one month, I will be done with this hectic semester. Something that I've learn throughout the hard time, never cross the borderline between friendship and work. I learn how hard it is to work with certain people, and sometimes I need to understand that not everyone is on the same page as me. I am happier when I get this part. Mainly its due to my fussyness and perfectionist attitude. I never once a perfectionist during highschool, but when it comes to my course mark, I seem to strike for the highest. This added on to my personal pressure and my teammates. This year, I found a different group of teammates, which I am very happily worked with. Hopefully, they feel the same way. =) and We are all gonna be housemates soon! Can't wait for my little privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus this year, I spent more weekends in Melaka. I learn how to figure out new plans, and work towards them. Its tougher this time, lesser time going home, but I am learning how to be comfortable here. You might say I've been here for 2 years, I should be already adapted to it, but somehow, I never feel myself stop adapting to Melaka. I never like the coming back part after I spent my weekend in KL. I never like how it is I need to deal with my pressure all over again. The truth is, I feel more relaxed and more me when I am in KL. At least, I could spent hours of staying up to do my assignment with my dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes when I feel empty, I run towards my love. I know he has the magic to makes me feel better each time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-3973668497528253528?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3973668497528253528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3973668497528253528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/running-away.html' title='Running away'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6222397126101983717</id><published>2011-03-16T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T16:14:46.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>你不知道的事。</title><content type='html'>有時候，我覺得我總是你最後一個回應的。&lt;br /&gt;閉著不出聲音的我，有時也會感到孤單。&lt;br /&gt;有時候，我會想要成為你心裡的第一個。&lt;br /&gt;有時候，不是我不明白。&lt;br /&gt;有時候，不是我不想去體諒。&lt;br /&gt;只是，感受是不能控制的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://2.gvt0.com/vi/zvUsOXNPVxo/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zvUsOXNPVxo&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/zvUsOXNPVxo&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/8986954297014633775-6222397126101983717?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6222397126101983717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6222397126101983717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_16.html' title='你不知道的事。'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4099361950159982966</id><published>2011-03-15T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T13:23:09.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Care-less</title><content type='html'>Its official. With the work loads piling up and lesser time to do them, I can feel the pressure rise in my adrenalin. My brain can't stop thinking on the undone and finished assignments, presentations, mock meeting, and plus test are coming on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li2afcUFpc1qzr04eo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li2afcUFpc1qzr04eo1_500.png" 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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and this, I can't really do that with the school textbook right?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li2erlXLb51qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li2erlXLb51qzr04eo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4099361950159982966?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4099361950159982966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4099361950159982966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/care-less.html' title='Care-less'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-7837425938837470304</id><published>2011-03-14T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:55:57.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To you dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhuus9cxLf1qzr04eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhuus9cxLf1qzr04eo1_500.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: center;"&gt;I miss you d.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1977438078"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1977438079"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-7837425938837470304?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7837425938837470304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7837425938837470304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/to-you-dear.html' title='To you dear'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2675331503623656144</id><published>2011-03-13T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T23:52:38.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only everything were different.&lt;br /&gt;If only today is not a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could restrain myself from desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2675331503623656144?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2675331503623656144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2675331503623656144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/if-only-everything-were-different.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1289985354683297717</id><published>2011-03-13T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T01:32:31.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past 12</title><content type='html'>Ah, so fast my saturday ended. It started with nice yummy mee sua as brunch, cooked by mum. Followed by tea time with Dinah and Linda. It was really a good time at Taylor's Lakeside Campus, minus off the part where I kept all my tissue with phlegm. Linda reminded me how it is reality should be, and she makes me understand that I wasn't the only one in the group who thinks too much about my future. I love spending time with her. We have never ending topics, and no matter how much time Ive missed out with her, we never seem to be having gap nor extra time to warm up the conversation. She is my good friend since form1, and now this young lady has slowly expanding her wings in adulthood. Building up the working status and living as a part time student of ACCA, completing her last two professional papers, makes me feel that we are all going towards our goal. She chose a different field from me, and that makes us have countless topic to talk about. I love to see how she tells me about her future plans, her family, school, gossip, it seems like yesterday we were still in form5 life. She is one of the good friends which I did not need to fake a laugh with on a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tea time makes me realize I wasn't the one one who felt alone in university life, and no matter how long we've graduated from highschool, my highschoolmates are still the closest to me. They listen and laugh together with me. And most of all, skype can possible shorten up our distance and let us gossip over the night. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been building a habit whenever I come home. I've been staying up till 3/4 in the morning to finish off my assignments and to do a little bit of revision. I can't seem to have enough time to spend and I never get tired of how I have the most fun in the day and still stayed up for school. I am totally opposite when I was in Melaka. I sleep early and go out less in Melaka, basically I haven't found the fun in Melaka as much as I did in Kuala Lumpur. Maybe when I am home, I am granted with the ability of just throwing out a call and I am able to get lunch/teatime/dinner with boyfriend/friend. And thats what I always do not get in Melaka. Most of the time, I rather spend the time sitting in the room with my lunch box, or maybe I am just adapting the way of living university life on my own. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Its Sunday now. I know I am gonna miss friday/saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I think about us, I notice all the thing I love about you, all the goods in you that has attracted me slowly diverted to me towards a mixture feeling. I began to understand how life can be and how things can't be in your way, and I also began to take in depression and&amp;nbsp;buried&amp;nbsp;them instead of voice them out. And sometimes being understanding actually kills me literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1289985354683297717?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1289985354683297717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1289985354683297717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/past-12.html' title='Past 12'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1237939883950313681</id><published>2011-03-12T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T03:02:14.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake midnight</title><content type='html'>I came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2.14am now, usually at this time while I was in Melaka, I do always awake for no reason. And everytime I look at the clock, its about this time. I've been up randomly at 3am almost everynight. I don't know why I just couldn't sleep till the next morning without getting up. Probably I been having waking up stress. Hmm Hmm. Just got back from a long long day. And finally I have the time to sit down in my room, on the wooden floor and lying on cold blue wall. I can imagine myself sitting up till so late in my new room next semester. Sometimes I enjoy the late night silence, sometimes I do hope I get accompany till the next morning, sometimes I wish I could watch you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit.//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres still a part of me which is very depressing. I am still afraid of change. And the inner part of me tells me that it still hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1237939883950313681?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1237939883950313681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1237939883950313681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/awake-midnight.html' title='Awake midnight'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2927185692266314754</id><published>2011-03-10T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T14:17:50.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>天空</title><content type='html'>“当一个女子在看天空的时候，她并不想寻找什么。&lt;br /&gt;她只是寂寞。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才刚以为没什么要纪录，突然有位朋友分享了遍文章在面子书。想一想，我也常常抬头看天空喔。有时是因为寂寞，有时在想我的他是否跟我一样在同一个天空底下。这样，我就会感觉到我们距离其实也没那么远。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/149934_455418561588_683526588_5742456_2358405_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/149934_455418561588_683526588_5742456_2358405_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;看著天空時，我都在忘我，慢慢的享受看著云朵漫步，突然间心情也平静了。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2927185692266314754?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2927185692266314754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2927185692266314754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post_10.html' title='天空'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1991306452454330362</id><published>2011-03-10T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T13:51:42.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninja Turtle WannaBe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Bi, do I look pretty with helmet? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1991306452454330362?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1991306452454330362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1991306452454330362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/ninja-turtle-wannabe.html' title='Ninja Turtle WannaBe'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--6Mi0LwbhN4/TXhlBecV3sI/AAAAAAAACrE/B9gSh5PArFU/s72-c/IMG_1096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8005717342292604301</id><published>2011-03-08T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T11:26:44.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>I've got one quiz and one test this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, what a stressful sentence to start off my blog post today. I've been sleeping early, about 11++ these days. Maybe its due to the cold weather and lazyness in me. I've became slightly more relax than last week. Knowing how to set a particular day for particular things. And rushed report is crazy enough last week. Moreover, I am in a much happier mood. Boyfriend paid attention to me and I also gave in more space for him, and I am going home this friday, homecook food, lunch, my dogs, my parents, everyone is waiting for me! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these days I realize, serious man looks the best. Boyfriend currently working on his new "toy". Haha. =P And he spent most time on it. His passion attracted me, and while adoring his patient, I was also got "abandoned". Haha. Luckily he knew how to make it up to me last weekend. Muahhh! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh! ;D March will be a happy month for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8005717342292604301?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8005717342292604301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8005717342292604301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-3824427184903165740</id><published>2011-03-06T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T15:13:57.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When he and I can't sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="mbl notesBlogText clearfix" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;exhibit a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If  aroon seelan is an asshole, what kind of asshole would he be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aroon  seelan is an Indian who looks like a whiteboy, he always think he is a  good looking whiteboy. He combs his hair very neat when he is in good  mood. He smiles awkward when he meets new people. Furthermore, he hates  orange juice which has pulp in it, and he dislikes poppy seed. He will  be a fruity asshole because he is not a big fan of fruit. To revenge, we  shall put him as an fruity asshole where the fruit pops out from his  asshole and he will have to eat them all as breakfast, lunch and dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheah  yee mun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Material and structural engineering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;utem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aroon  seelan is a gentleman who is in love with a weird Chinese giraffe.  Every time he feels sad or happy or feels any emotions at all the  giraffe wont stop bugging him. Therefore he is doomed to spend the rest  of his anal dwelling life with her. An asshole on the other end.hmm, get  it asshole on the other end. lets get&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the point , an  asshole is a human organ which allows us to defecate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if aroon  seelan were to be an asshole he would be a giraffes asshole, solely due  to the reason that he already flows through giraffe excrement everyday  that the faeces has soaked into his skin making him brown like the  Indian man. You see he was originally an English boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aroon seelan  (The alleged asshole)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A levels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="photo photo_left"&gt;&lt;div class="photo_img"&gt;&lt;img class="img" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/189835_10150414373330038_617115037_17538111_4909296_a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;Aroon Seelan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;note: I enjoy the moment he hugged me and watched movie in McD, I enjoy how he trying to keep me awake by asking me to do paraphrasing game with him. He has all the weird and funny ideas in his head, and he never fails to make me feel different about him. You know it was one of the best night I had spent with him, he keeps my heart warm that night. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption"&gt;I love you dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-3824427184903165740?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3824427184903165740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/3824427184903165740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-he-and-i-cant-sleep.html' title='When he and I can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2337514173712157781</id><published>2011-03-05T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T17:18:37.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy Day</title><content type='html'>&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8C_mhOkEWqg/TXH92ncZ-nI/AAAAAAAACq4/pjJtkxitdDA/s1600/IMG_1073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8C_mhOkEWqg/TXH92ncZ-nI/AAAAAAAACq4/pjJtkxitdDA/s320/IMG_1073.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I worked on my art in this afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes, when I was too stressed up, I turn to whatever things that makes me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have plenty of coloured papers with me and I love colours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colours brighten up my day.&lt;/div&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="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Qz9lipOy6ps/TXH94PtrRNI/AAAAAAAACq8/xrkllgR0b2w/s1600/IMG_1074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Qz9lipOy6ps/TXH94PtrRNI/AAAAAAAACq8/xrkllgR0b2w/s320/IMG_1074.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 hope this can always brighten up your day whenever you feel down.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ps. I love you. Thank you. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2337514173712157781?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2337514173712157781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2337514173712157781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-happy-day.html' title='My Happy Day'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8C_mhOkEWqg/TXH92ncZ-nI/AAAAAAAACq4/pjJtkxitdDA/s72-c/IMG_1073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1331737885588068750</id><published>2011-03-04T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T22:57:19.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.54pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190281_10150104425536589_683526588_6613039_5658109_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/190281_10150104425536589_683526588_6613039_5658109_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just showered. I am having my tea time. Egg and hot milo never fail to make me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Same thing, I am on the same track, pressure + work = me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But today, slightly different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had my bunch of TPians over Skype, I had hot shower (need to boil water of course), I fell in love with my boyfriend again, I told Hui Jie my childhood's fantasy (which I did not told anyone before, included my boyfriend)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will continue my hardwork. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1331737885588068750?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1331737885588068750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1331737885588068750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/1054pm.html' title='10.54pm'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-7837956004183337244</id><published>2011-03-03T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T19:50:38.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;im tired.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i tried.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but it doesnt work.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;if only you know what i need for me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-7837956004183337244?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7837956004183337244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7837956004183337244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-7739806511185964655</id><published>2011-03-03T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T15:38:48.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I thought my work load decreases, something must pop up and increase it back. And now, I am "blessed" with more assignments. Which all due almost the same timing. Been having chest pain these days, usually it happens right before I go for classes. Sigh, I am guessing too much pressure rising in my brain causes me can't breath properly most of the time. Didn't have the enough time to rest myself, and even when I feel like eating something that I want, the shop is not open, everything is just not on the right track at the moment. Chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost a month I didn't go back to KL, wondering how it is now. Everytime I go back, there must be something new. Compares to Melaka, KL changes faster than here. And here, its just another school and books and pressure place for me. I am pretty tired of life like these, I am just waiting for my study week to come which is a month later. And right after my final, I will have to go for practical training. see! Its a non stop year. Plus the bad result from quizzes is good enough to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships between people changed, sometimes I dont want to pick up the habit of being silent. But to avoid the further shit face, I just walk away. These days, I rather walking away than making it sound like a cold fight. Can't people deal with their shit face better? I didn't even do anything this time. -.-''&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahh, I just want to sit down and stare into space, forget myself for a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-7739806511185964655?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7739806511185964655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7739806511185964655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-i-thought-my-work-load-decreases.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2327356551826487116</id><published>2011-03-02T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:50:24.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chest Pain</title><content type='html'>Chest pain is very annoying. At some point you are not sure if its heartache or chest pain. Its cold and you will experience breathing problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh chest pain, please go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't put down the phone like that, it caused me heartache. painful than chest pain that I had.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2327356551826487116?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2327356551826487116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2327356551826487116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/chest-pain.html' title='Chest Pain'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-7434898646265606485</id><published>2011-03-02T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T10:12:13.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview</title><content type='html'>&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;/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;Just done with my interview and resume, cover letter exam. Ahh, I feel much relief now! ;D I am glad I was able to answer the lecturer's tricky answer, she asked me on education policies in this country, gah! I thank god that I have the merepek skill. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't got the proper time to sit down and shares my daily ramblings here. Have been very busy with assignments, projects' report, preparation for interview, and quizzes. One down, and 4 more to go! ;( I am mentally exhausted.&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="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D7SY25NqW-c/TW2k9HTGWOI/AAAAAAAACqo/FID5ecufILk/s1600/IMG_1068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D7SY25NqW-c/TW2k9HTGWOI/AAAAAAAACqo/FID5ecufILk/s400/IMG_1068.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;me and the boys. (not my group)&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;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="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_BDvGw-RQlE/TW2lCM64xRI/AAAAAAAACqs/LNA0_OQCRFU/s1600/IMG_1069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_BDvGw-RQlE/TW2lCM64xRI/AAAAAAAACqs/LNA0_OQCRFU/s400/IMG_1069.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;my group members and I. ;') &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="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Yr1CG457fiY/TW2lG-Ai-6I/AAAAAAAACqw/1mGFAbujwF4/s1600/IMG_1070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Yr1CG457fiY/TW2lG-Ai-6I/AAAAAAAACqw/1mGFAbujwF4/s400/IMG_1070.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you baby for helping me on grammar checking! ;D double checking!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&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;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://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yq_sitlN03k/TW2mzUuW79I/AAAAAAAACq0/9dny3hgJNJQ/s1600/IMG_1065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-yq_sitlN03k/TW2mzUuW79I/AAAAAAAACq0/9dny3hgJNJQ/s400/IMG_1065.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SAYANG! can't wait too see you. hmm hmm.&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/8986954297014633775-7434898646265606485?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7434898646265606485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7434898646265606485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/03/interview.html' title='Interview'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D7SY25NqW-c/TW2k9HTGWOI/AAAAAAAACqo/FID5ecufILk/s72-c/IMG_1068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-7461936223004049048</id><published>2011-02-26T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T11:14:44.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision</title><content type='html'>For the very first time I choose not to go back while others are offering me to come home come home. Instead I stay here to finish off whatever had left for me to do. It was a long long week, deep thoughts and making decision, changing habits and accepting others', understanding and being thoughtful. I suppose I am taking a break on myself for not pushing myself to fit into any situation, sometimes, just take a step behind you will see a larger scene. I've been spending time in BrotherJohn, doing my resume, cover letter, interview preparation, tutorials, I am good when I have the accompany of wifi. And slowly I am back on my track of planning schedule and work on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, how I miss hugging you in a windy morning.&lt;br /&gt;Oh boyfriend must bring me for a walk when I am back kay? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice weekend people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-7461936223004049048?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7461936223004049048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7461936223004049048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/decision.html' title='Decision'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4887919334474659781</id><published>2011-02-24T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:17:22.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>女人</title><content type='html'>男人，女人。&lt;br /&gt;有時候，男人還不明白女人心。&lt;br /&gt;男人不懂為何女人可以那麼容易的掉眼淚。&lt;br /&gt;男人不懂為何女人不可以把心裡想說的一一解釋。&lt;br /&gt;他們一定不曉得不是每一件心事都能解釋的。&lt;br /&gt;有時候，就因為那麼一點點思念，就足夠讓她掉眼淚。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4887919334474659781?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4887919334474659781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4887919334474659781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title='女人'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-2133132099357081541</id><published>2011-02-22T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T11:46:11.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttlFyjblId8/TWHbvDM5wOI/AAAAAAAACqk/QCNHJNphQTc/s1600/185665_10150092170108531_687298530_6178675_1515561_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttlFyjblId8/TWHbvDM5wOI/AAAAAAAACqk/QCNHJNphQTc/s640/185665_10150092170108531_687298530_6178675_1515561_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I wished I would be the one you thought of at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I wished I would be the one you first reply to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I wished you could make me understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I wished I wasn't this complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I wished you stay the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I wished it is yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes I wished it is you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-2133132099357081541?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2133132099357081541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/2133132099357081541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttlFyjblId8/TWHbvDM5wOI/AAAAAAAACqk/QCNHJNphQTc/s72-c/185665_10150092170108531_687298530_6178675_1515561_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5258846344374735266</id><published>2011-02-21T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:25:04.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the same roof</title><content type='html'>I am taking a short break from the revision for the quizzes and unwanted deep thoughts. Crazy weekend had just flew away like this, and I dont mind having more weekends like this rather than the awkwardness in the house. Working with friends is pretty hard, and to a harsh and picky person like me who would loses temper anytime is even harder. Somehow, again I built up the awkwardness with another two mates in the town. I am thinking if only I could escape or maybe run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, theres another 2 years of being in this awkward situation. I really thought things could be separated easily, but yea. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I am sorry if I busted on you, but yea. you know me if only you know me well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-5258846344374735266?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5258846344374735266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5258846344374735266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/under-same-roof.html' title='Under the same roof'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-7317732538230092873</id><published>2011-02-21T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T11:32:49.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Foursome Paw-some</title><content type='html'>Aww. I had the best weekend in two different states in two days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday afternoon, I took a risk of driving down to Port Dickson through Masjid Tanah, Sungai Udong, I am not sure if I passed by Alor Gajah. But it was a great experience, minus off the part where goat, cow and chicken on the street not moving. ;)&amp;nbsp; I went to Tiara Beach Resort to meet my girls there. Ahh, I was so happy and hyperactive, hmm when was I not hyperactive yea? ;D Had steamboat and wii time! Not forgetting girl gossip time! 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text-align: center;"&gt;Happy me!&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then rushed to Melaka on Sunday afternoon, going through the same narrow road. Ahh! It saves a big hole on my purse. ;D And I see the boyfriend and bunch of my crazy mates. More of a couple couple trip, and the china-man Zi Wei. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We had good time at geographer, with the songs and beer, a nice walk in the jonker and a good talk at portuguese settlement. ;) Short but contented.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now I miss my boyfriend. Hmmmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-7317732538230092873?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7317732538230092873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/7317732538230092873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/awesome-foursome-paw-some.html' title='Awesome Foursome Paw-some'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d3N3Lok3MdU/TWHboY-Wr8I/AAAAAAAACqA/J1gqTD_SFgk/s72-c/180678_10150091864043531_687298530_6174238_129082_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8201987783888364584</id><published>2011-02-19T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T13:30:45.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>When it comes to work, I am serious.&lt;br /&gt;But limits do have its limit too. Somehow, I don't have the habit of bringing work over friends.&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, friends are the place which I could getaway.&lt;br /&gt;They make me smile even it was just a facebook comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. And I am going to meet part of them soon! ;) The other halves are right here in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8201987783888364584?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8201987783888364584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8201987783888364584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8034735973101993751</id><published>2011-02-15T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T14:20:43.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>He gave a morning call to make sure I was home. I was great by his simple message but it was lovely enough to brighten up my day. We started with rose and hugs with kisses on the cheek. As soon as I finished with my make up and we headed to One Utama. Things weren't go as what we thought, it might not be the good way to start off our date, but I am sure it makes us closer and a better understanding between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He brought me to the first place we ever had our proper lunch. I felt like I just dated this guy yesterday, in fact, he's been giving me all his love since three years ago and never fail to make me not fall in love with him again and again. We forget about all the crankyness and grumpyness and started to react like retard people. It was the sweetest when someone just kept hugging you from behind and everyone around just stared at you as if you never notice you are slightly too cheesy in the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't got the enough time to catch a movie, we decided to head home and get a cozy cuddling. ;) Later that evening, head out to a super jam traffic for a super romantic valentine's dinner at Bora Asmara. The ambience was perfect, just forget about how the food wasn't right enough for the six of us. Yes, we are on a triple date. Haha. I know my boyfriend is smiling while he reads this. The songs and the kisses makes everything perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the most content valentine's for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my valentine's. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I am gonna be tougggghhhhhh cause ya I am away for a monthhhhhhh. *finger cross*&lt;br /&gt;ps2// thanks for the replacement of my phone decoration sayang! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8034735973101993751?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8034735973101993751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8034735973101993751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8996877304250388104</id><published>2011-02-14T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:44:25.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I tried very best to hide it</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://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgbdjczpbw1qzr04eo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lgbdjczpbw1qzr04eo1_500.png" 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;i&gt;And I really love to be reminded how much you need me.&lt;/i&gt;&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/8986954297014633775-8996877304250388104?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8996877304250388104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8996877304250388104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-i-tried-very-best-to-hide-it.html' title='When I tried very best to hide it'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8366665324731482414</id><published>2011-02-13T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T14:38:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our time</title><content type='html'>I deleted a early morning post. And while I was typing this new post, I am listening to some chinese songs that I have not came across before, it touches my heart. Boyfriend just left the house and I am already missing him though knowing that I am going to see him tomorrow. Reading books and listening to songs reminded me about our love, and I just want to let him know that I want to frame up all the happy moments we have. One day, if we ever have a house together, there will be a corner which has all the pictures of our stories, our life, our love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you boyfriend, thank you for the time you gave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8366665324731482414?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8366665324731482414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8366665324731482414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/our-time.html' title='Our time'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-94399726896036062</id><published>2011-02-12T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T22:23:16.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woolala</title><content type='html'>I am home.&lt;br /&gt;Though it eat up a hole in my wallet but it worth every single penny and effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy girl when I am homie home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-94399726896036062?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/94399726896036062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/94399726896036062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/woolala.html' title='Woolala'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-4075216257427908126</id><published>2011-02-10T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T21:22:40.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two different world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;distance : 136 km&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TRzM4HMZuUI/AAAAAAAACZM/uMSJeZLSO5g/s1600/IMG_0210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TRzM4HMZuUI/AAAAAAAACZM/uMSJeZLSO5g/s400/IMG_0210.JPG" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it begin to haunt me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh distance, gap, wall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's so loud inside my head with words that I should have said.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its weird when you pick up a book and coincidentally it caught you.&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be able to captured what you had in mind and it slowly dug up all the memories that you buried in.&lt;br /&gt;And when you looking for a shoulder to cry over it, you realize it was just you in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-4075216257427908126?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4075216257427908126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/4075216257427908126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/two-different-world.html' title='Two different world'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TRzM4HMZuUI/AAAAAAAACZM/uMSJeZLSO5g/s72-c/IMG_0210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5450357285547613616</id><published>2011-02-10T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T00:11:22.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Attention, affection, appreciation and attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you improve on a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-5450357285547613616?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5450357285547613616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5450357285547613616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/attention-affection-appreciation-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6372005240265497269</id><published>2011-02-06T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T23:10:05.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img577.imageshack.us/i/dsc00431v.jpg/" target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 654px;" src="http://img577.imageshack.us/img577/11/dsc00431v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-6372005240265497269?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6372005240265497269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6372005240265497269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-you.html' title='Dear you'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8319980489635183142</id><published>2011-02-06T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T22:32:32.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture post of pre cny till 2nd day of cny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To boyfriend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for rushed there right after I called. I was really glad you were here with me, without you I wouldnt know how to handle this. And I am really glad I have you with me. Thank you for the lovely holiday and everything that you did for me.&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;your giraffe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8319980489635183142?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8319980489635183142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8319980489635183142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/picture-post-of-pre-cny-till-2nd-day-of.html' title='Picture post of pre cny till 2nd day of cny'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUz5YEVvahI/AAAAAAAACig/TV6e9UPzyjQ/s72-c/DSC00163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6927181548528185632</id><published>2011-02-01T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T00:40:32.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I drive, I shop, I cook and I munch.</title><content type='html'>&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;;D Before I came back to Melaka, my friend gave me a ball! Rubber ball, and smart pinky started to play with it. Its her new toy now. Just sharing some pictures of my dogs here.&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbZRmFUGvI/AAAAAAAACfk/pcCFo0t8beM/s1600/DSC00105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbZRmFUGvI/AAAAAAAACfk/pcCFo0t8beM/s400/DSC00105.JPG" width="400" /&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/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbZk11LkgI/AAAAAAAACfo/R2kj67t8EvY/s1600/DSC00106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbZk11LkgI/AAAAAAAACfo/R2kj67t8EvY/s400/DSC00106.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbaLzj7trI/AAAAAAAACfw/TNmlIZSsVyo/s1600/DSC00108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbaLzj7trI/AAAAAAAACfw/TNmlIZSsVyo/s400/DSC00108.JPG" width="400" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbakb97aVI/AAAAAAAACf0/0lbTNof1QRI/s1600/DSC00109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbakb97aVI/AAAAAAAACf0/0lbTNof1QRI/s400/DSC00109.JPG" width="400" /&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/__u5au5mMqbg/TUba2nvmM1I/AAAAAAAACf4/q698MMZPuGg/s1600/DSC00110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUba2nvmM1I/AAAAAAAACf4/q698MMZPuGg/s400/DSC00110.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbbEiRqvUI/AAAAAAAACf8/iSq0esus7qQ/s1600/DSC00111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbbEiRqvUI/AAAAAAAACf8/iSq0esus7qQ/s400/DSC00111.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;chocolate and her favourite toy, ah pooh! ;D&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;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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbcumLlZ8I/AAAAAAAACgU/eDZpYxGVTvE/s1600/DSC00117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbcumLlZ8I/AAAAAAAACgU/eDZpYxGVTvE/s400/DSC00117.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ahhh, back to my proper post. I cook today! ;D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yummyy grilled lamb + mushroom soup + mashed potatoes + salad(by mum).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I am content.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbdHu42X0I/AAAAAAAACgc/QrKNiCnQcIw/s1600/DSC00119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbdHu42X0I/AAAAAAAACgc/QrKNiCnQcIw/s400/DSC00119.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;just had a hair cut and hair dye. protect!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbjxUSZ8KI/AAAAAAAACiI/qgTO28tpOwk/s320/DSC00151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gong Xi Fa cai in Advance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-6927181548528185632?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6927181548528185632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6927181548528185632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-drive-i-shop-i-cook-and-i-munch.html' title='I drive, I shop, I cook and I munch.'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUbZRmFUGvI/AAAAAAAACfk/pcCFo0t8beM/s72-c/DSC00105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5872726384890485267</id><published>2011-01-30T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T18:17:24.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best night in town</title><content type='html'>The best thing in life isn't about how much you earn for life, how much  luxury you could afford, for me, the best thing in life is how much you  could share your fortune and be happy with your love one. After a month  in Melaka, yesterday night was the most happy one after so long. I love  spending time with friends, especially over a cup of belgium beer and lamb fillet. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have happy boyfriend has exactly the same taste as me. We both love food and never get enough of good food. ;) I must spend this week wisely. Gahh, its already sunday!&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/__u5au5mMqbg/TUTdFXRW6RI/AAAAAAAACfc/UoVmUs1cNNs/s1600/IMG_1025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUTdFXRW6RI/AAAAAAAACfc/UoVmUs1cNNs/s320/IMG_1025.JPG" width="320" /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUTdGDgmLXI/AAAAAAAACfg/YsTANaLcqZI/s1600/IMG_1026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUTdGDgmLXI/AAAAAAAACfg/YsTANaLcqZI/s320/IMG_1026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that I was literally sick for two days and I still able to walk around, join in the fun and push myself out to enjoy every minutes when I am home. I can't get enough of sneaking under my blanket in this lovely weather and get myself yummy breakfast everyday. I can't get enough with my boyfriend drives me around and kiss me on my cheek. Driving my mum around and gets free lunch, spending time with my dogs and chasing after balls. How much I wish the time actually stops now. Anyway I am happy I am home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) have a happy sunday people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-5872726384890485267?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5872726384890485267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5872726384890485267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-night-in-town.html' title='Best night in town'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TUTdFXRW6RI/AAAAAAAACfc/UoVmUs1cNNs/s72-c/IMG_1025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1986600477098359278</id><published>2011-01-26T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T17:11:15.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comfortable zone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TT_T76ArhpI/AAAAAAAACfY/TSpbi4cNn6Y/s1600/DSC03164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TT_T76ArhpI/AAAAAAAACfY/TSpbi4cNn6Y/s400/DSC03164.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As much as you get comfortable with that area, or certain people, you tend to be yourself comfortably around them too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And sometimes you forgot how it was to be awkward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There could be no more hiding, no more wearing mask, because you are hoping that they accept you as much as you get comfortable with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thats human nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1986600477098359278?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1986600477098359278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1986600477098359278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/01/comfortable-zone.html' title='Comfortable zone'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TT_T76ArhpI/AAAAAAAACfY/TSpbi4cNn6Y/s72-c/DSC03164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-9140591674799054324</id><published>2011-01-25T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T10:09:34.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning love</title><content type='html'>I am the happiest when I have got my enough sleep, gah! 12 hours of sleep makes me a happy girl. Plus, all the love I have form my boyfriend this morning makes it a perfect day! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too tired after a long day for community service. Yesterday my group and I drove to Klebang! That is totally offside from where I am staying now, thats the west Melaka where you can see the sea, beach, bla bla bla. I was lost in the middle of my way there, somehow the memories that I had 4 years ago helped me to found my way. Its not some easy job this time, we spent most time and also efforts on cheering and teaching mental and physical disabled children and adults. Somehow, its a heart touching experience I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can never imagine how patient and tough their mothers are. Some mothers were there to take care of the children and also have to carry them around so that the child can actually join in the fun. They spend so much energy and time for their children, I dont see a single regret nor sadness in their face. Some of them were there for more than 5 years. I was heartbroken when I saw pictures of one of the lady, because she lost so much weight throughout taking care of her child.&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/__u5au5mMqbg/TT4tbJnm2VI/AAAAAAAACfU/62JdlhnvKsQ/s1600/IMG_1022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TT4tbJnm2VI/AAAAAAAACfU/62JdlhnvKsQ/s640/IMG_1022.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After classes, we stayed to do some teaching material for the center. Me colour giraffe! ;D And it was the most enjoyable thing to do so far!&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/__u5au5mMqbg/TT4qQxGiSyI/AAAAAAAACfM/hg7qLxBBoOg/s1600/IMG_1014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TT4qQxGiSyI/AAAAAAAACfM/hg7qLxBBoOg/s320/IMG_1014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ahh, and sometimes if I dont wanna be a giraffe, I can be a happy rabbit! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-9140591674799054324?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/9140591674799054324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/9140591674799054324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/01/morning-love.html' title='Morning love'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TT4tbJnm2VI/AAAAAAAACfU/62JdlhnvKsQ/s72-c/IMG_1022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1013109960944319757</id><published>2011-01-23T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T22:49:40.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summation of the week</title><content type='html'>Finally the third week has just ended. I must say this would be the toughest week I have been so far. I used to go home two weeks once and this time I pushed myself to the one month once routine. I am not that used to it yet, the most was three weeks, a month was only during exam period. Plus, this week had really drove me crazy. With all the work piling up in the beginning of the week, and the loneliness felt in this house is soon going to be a habit of mine. Recently eating alone is not a problem anymore, with the accompany of movies and notes,&amp;nbsp; I dont mind spending most time alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My depression was activated by the song "coming home" by dirty money and "long distance" by bruno mars. Both of this are good enough to kill me. And I guess I just realize what does it takes for the guys to dislike the guy's gf sometimes, it wasnt because they hate her, it was just how I felt now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester is going to have more alone time, and out of sudden, I am just getting myself keeping a distance from whom I were closed to. Its just gonna be tougher than ever. Started to imagine how will it be if I ever starts to do everything by myself, walk alone, eat alone, study alone. If I could, I wish that I have someone by my side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1013109960944319757?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1013109960944319757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1013109960944319757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/01/summation-of-week.html' title='Summation of the week'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-8849450217885699785</id><published>2011-01-22T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T14:10:29.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf7eeo8YIM1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lf7eeo8YIM1qzwaddo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes its just too tired to stand by yourself&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you have just lost the definition of having fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps theres no fun at all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you have to and must stand alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-8849450217885699785?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8849450217885699785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/8849450217885699785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-its-just-too-tired-to-stand.html' title=''/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-1027393119155318316</id><published>2011-01-22T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T12:50:28.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I am not a person who go and dig out all the super famous Hindi movie and make it a must watch for me just because my boyfriend is Indian. Somehow I came across this movie in my mate's laptop and so I decided to steal it and watch it while I have my free time. And yesterday onwards I notice my busyness of the semester has just started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna jump here and there. Let me tell you how was my Monday. I spent my monday morning doing laundry, and went for one class. Then in the afternoon after my lunch, I drove to the Jabatan Kebajikan malaysia melaka, then directed to the west-coast of Melaka, Klebang. Basically I'm just driving around to get proper approval to do my community service project, which also literally killed me today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I was spending time for the work, I need some distress. Watching 3idiot and do my work was the best choice ever. It was so funny that I can't stop looking at the subtitles and also the dace expression of the actors till I abandoned my work here and there. ;) and the lesson of the movie is very true and indeed is what every parents and school education system need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happily sharing my joy of the movie with the boyfriend and just realize he watched it N times back in kl. =.= I suppose I'm just slightly behind schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya! Must remember "all is well", do not let your fear control you, do not fear to chase after your passion, and finally, enjoy the process of receiving knowledge, enjoy study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;) I need to ciao ciao. I've got no time no time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/yvonnecheahym/KentaurideSHome05?authkey=Gv1sRgCMaOyNL5jbfA-wE#5563723477533124738"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTZRBmLc6II/AAAAAAAACcg/PuoOCbUO9I8/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish all of you have a colourful week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-1944771318221111794?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1944771318221111794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/1944771318221111794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-you-measure-mental-pressure.html' title='Can you measure mental pressure?'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTZRBmLc6II/AAAAAAAACcg/PuoOCbUO9I8/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-5642968890708904981</id><published>2011-01-16T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:00:11.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.190060437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://ny-image1.etsy.com/il_fullxfull.190060437.jpg" width="462" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hand for Haiti.&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;I miss home, I miss how I spent my lazy sunday with boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't really like cold sleeping night, I want you to hug me sleep.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aiiks, another two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-5642968890708904981?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5642968890708904981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/5642968890708904981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/01/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy days'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986954297014633775.post-6477716145182552542</id><published>2011-01-15T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T15:42:54.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15.01.2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUR9bsSDI/AAAAAAAACb4/_Du1xOK4DfU/s1600/IMG_0922.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUR9bsSDI/AAAAAAAACb4/_Du1xOK4DfU/s320/IMG_0922.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While I am not mourning for the missing feeling I have for home, I realize my time flies. Its the second weekend in Melaka, I am planning to do a all-go-no-fun study. I've been very busy for the whole week, firstly I was worrying if my track pants got here on time for my karate practice, then I drove the girls to ask for a chance to be a volunteer in order to finish up our assignment. I had my very first exhausting karate torturing class with the senior on wednesday night, I went for DISC personality test on thursday night then yesterday I was very busy surfing the net looking for QUT and Sheffield, trying to arrange my course structure. Ahh, I havent been touching the book yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was taught to do Hipalachi, down block, upper block, inner block, outer block, the excessive 1.30 hour of learning all this steps makes my body ache for another 4 days. I can barely climb up the fourth floor for lecture class without my leg shivering. Yea, forgot to mention, I am on an exercise routine which requires me to walk up 4 floors of stairs before I reach my lecture class. =.='' Almost everyday. What a disaster of the semester.&amp;nbsp; &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/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEU-U7QcUI/AAAAAAAACcM/Wm0bW-Ruzrs/s1600/IMG_0933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEU-U7QcUI/AAAAAAAACcM/Wm0bW-Ruzrs/s320/IMG_0933.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The most highlight of the week was the DISC test. It was held by Utem/MMU cell group at Agape Center. The test indicated me as a "I" type person with a sub "C" character. I am called the estimator, who is harsh and likes to compere, convince others with reasons, thoughtful, work with detailed plan and I am also a great critical thinker. Plus it really describes me well as "I" type; I love to be accepted, I need respect, I need my circle of life, my space, I can talk to anyone I newly meet unless they have some sick disease of the face, I dont like people repeat their words, I dont like if I wasnt given a chance to talk, I dont like people tell me what to do, and plus the good side of "C", I like working with plan and detail. ;D The graph that I drew also indicated that I am the same infront of everyone, with myself, and the perceived self. The result of the test says it all and I was once convinced what characteristic I have. By the end of the day I went home with a lesson; Religion is a believe, not a habit nor a practice.&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/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUUT_SmVI/AAAAAAAACb8/taRKnqqF0Sc/s1600/IMG_0923.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUUT_SmVI/AAAAAAAACb8/taRKnqqF0Sc/s320/IMG_0923.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://2.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUVqtz3zI/AAAAAAAACcA/_erkBYwA7jo/s1600/IMG_0924.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUVqtz3zI/AAAAAAAACcA/_erkBYwA7jo/s320/IMG_0924.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/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUXE0NQWI/AAAAAAAACcE/u_NKwMg2q6E/s1600/IMG_0925.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUXE0NQWI/AAAAAAAACcE/u_NKwMg2q6E/s320/IMG_0925.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUYFGbEnI/AAAAAAAACcI/IHxBmFO4sqo/s1600/IMG_0926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUYFGbEnI/AAAAAAAACcI/IHxBmFO4sqo/s320/IMG_0926.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I love my new apps on my Iphone. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8986954297014633775-6477716145182552542?l=kentaurides.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6477716145182552542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8986954297014633775/posts/default/6477716145182552542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kentaurides.blogspot.com/2011/01/15012011.html' title='15.01.2011'/><author><name>Giraffe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13001075849968492806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__u5au5mMqbg/TTEUR9bsSDI/AAAAAAAACb4/_Du1xOK4DfU/s72-c/IMG_0922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
