<?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-1103112372415863611</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:35:46.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life In Mono</title><subtitle type='html'>The World Through My Eyes</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-32989295499475907</id><published>2008-05-23T23:59:00.024+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:46:56.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcFKgOHoaI/AAAAAAAAAfk/v4jjMAqp2gM/s1600-h/_44645985_giggs_ap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203633572455883170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcFKgOHoaI/AAAAAAAAAfk/v4jjMAqp2gM/s400/_44645985_giggs_ap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, well, well... Manchester United... Champions of England...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcFKwOHobI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6FsmrfX2Pfw/s1600-h/_44678568_winners_getty416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203633576750850482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcFKwOHobI/AAAAAAAAAfs/6FsmrfX2Pfw/s400/_44678568_winners_getty416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Europe... Hehe... What a season... A young team, such potential... Such bravery... Sir Fergie's mix hit the spot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have not been updating my blog since January, been real busy with school and all... Final sem, enuff said... Just too much on the line ay..? Clearing my exams, final year project and presentation... Hectic times, desperate times, nostalgic times... Here's what's been happening in the past 5 months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcFLgOHocI/AAAAAAAAAf0/5QK6dKquJ0g/s1600-h/IMG_2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203633589635752386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcFLgOHocI/AAAAAAAAAf0/5QK6dKquJ0g/s400/IMG_2400.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A trip to Bukom island, courtesy of Najib and his dad... A huge outing with the guys of the graduating batch... A great outing, I'd say... The last outing before hitting the books for exams, crunch time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcC4QOHoYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1qxfT22Id4Q/s1600-h/IMG_2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203631059900014978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcC4QOHoYI/AAAAAAAAAfU/1qxfT22Id4Q/s400/IMG_2403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Exploring the place... Been so long since I was last near any beach... Relaxing yo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcC4wOHoZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/FqF4uihiFJ0/s1600-h/IMG_2393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203631068489949586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcC4wOHoZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/FqF4uihiFJ0/s400/IMG_2393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While waiting for the rest to come, Syahid introduces poker to the guys... I must say, he opened a Pandora's box... Cos these guys were hooked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcCKAOHoWI/AAAAAAAAAfE/F985fj5zJ4o/s1600-h/IMG_2395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203630265331065186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcCKAOHoWI/AAAAAAAAAfE/F985fj5zJ4o/s400/IMG_2395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Foi's just taking it all in... The scenery, the relaxed atmosphere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcCKQOHoXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/gFVqBMkxzGU/s1600-h/IMG_2410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203630269626032498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcCKQOHoXI/AAAAAAAAAfM/gFVqBMkxzGU/s400/IMG_2410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then we saw this weather stone... At first, we were all impressed... Like, wow!, a weather stone, I mean for real? We thought the stone had magical properties... Haha... What a cracker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcBTAOHoUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ipcRJcnQml8/s1600-h/IMG_2407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203629320438260034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcBTAOHoUI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ipcRJcnQml8/s400/IMG_2407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poker while waiting for lunch... My poker stance... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcBTgOHoVI/AAAAAAAAAe8/GtlluDRKI3M/s1600-h/IMG_2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203629329028194642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcBTgOHoVI/AAAAAAAAAe8/GtlluDRKI3M/s400/IMG_2409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch was "sponsored" by Mr Mashuni, Najib's dad... GOOD FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcApgOHoSI/AAAAAAAAAek/a-7TmmbAQYY/s1600-h/IMG_2418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203628607473688866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcApgOHoSI/AAAAAAAAAek/a-7TmmbAQYY/s400/IMG_2418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next, it was indoor games... There was a bowling competition, but some of us had other plans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcAqAOHoTI/AAAAAAAAAes/TIdQiOVJKFk/s1600-h/IMG_2420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203628616063623474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcAqAOHoTI/AAAAAAAAAes/TIdQiOVJKFk/s400/IMG_2420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such as playing arcade games, Street Fighter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb_5QOHoQI/AAAAAAAAAeU/hAJtP76U1cQ/s1600-h/IMG_2422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203627778545000706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb_5QOHoQI/AAAAAAAAAeU/hAJtP76U1cQ/s400/IMG_2422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pool, etc... Look of concentration courtesy of Nasrul...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb_5gOHoRI/AAAAAAAAAec/vhadqBOyMXg/s1600-h/IMG_2427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203627782839968018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb_5gOHoRI/AAAAAAAAAec/vhadqBOyMXg/s400/IMG_2427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time for some outdoor fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb_IgOHoOI/AAAAAAAAAeE/LGTPynnlr3M/s1600-h/IMG_2437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203626941026377954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb_IgOHoOI/AAAAAAAAAeE/LGTPynnlr3M/s400/IMG_2437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Errrr, activities like outdoor poker... What did I say Syahid?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb_IwOHoPI/AAAAAAAAAeM/L5Wo2Rl5xLc/s1600-h/IMG_2424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203626945321345266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb_IwOHoPI/AAAAAAAAAeM/L5Wo2Rl5xLc/s400/IMG_2424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eh? Apa buat dok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb-MQOHoMI/AAAAAAAAAd0/1QgBtJBkd1I/s1600-h/IMG_2431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203625905939259586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb-MQOHoMI/AAAAAAAAAd0/1QgBtJBkd1I/s400/IMG_2431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOAH! So that's what Alfonso was preparing for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb-MQOHoNI/AAAAAAAAAd8/VbvNSot73pM/s1600-h/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203625905939259602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb-MQOHoNI/AAAAAAAAAd8/VbvNSot73pM/s400/a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alfian and his gay mermen... Sick...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203625124255211682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb9ewOHoKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/VzTQf6HZtd8/s400/a5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some hanky panky going on underwater...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb9ewOHoKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/VzTQf6HZtd8/s1600-h/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb9ewOHoLI/AAAAAAAAAds/1pcAqHdcNI8/s1600-h/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203625124255211698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb9ewOHoLI/AAAAAAAAAds/1pcAqHdcNI8/s400/a2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I mean, UNDERWATER! Cool huh? Azli's cam can take underwater pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb9KwOHoII/AAAAAAAAAdU/8SO0Cz79LRE/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203624780657827970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb9KwOHoII/AAAAAAAAAdU/8SO0Cz79LRE/s400/a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shioks la... All the underwater poses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb9KwOHoJI/AAAAAAAAAdc/IuD74x3ZJHo/s1600-h/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203624780657827986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb9KwOHoJI/AAAAAAAAAdc/IuD74x3ZJHo/s400/a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had loads of fun in the pool... Time to pack up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb8pQOHoGI/AAAAAAAAAdE/VlU7g16g6ig/s1600-h/IMG_2436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203624205132210274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb8pQOHoGI/AAAAAAAAAdE/VlU7g16g6ig/s400/IMG_2436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And time to leave Bukom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb8pgOHoHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/pMPOlmob42I/s1600-h/IMG_2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203624209427177586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb8pgOHoHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/pMPOlmob42I/s400/IMG_2441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the ferry on the way back to the mainland... Last time I took a ferry was when I was in Tekong... Sad times... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb42QOHoEI/AAAAAAAAAc0/eA-lWV_dj6M/s1600-h/IMG_2448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203620030423998530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb42QOHoEI/AAAAAAAAAc0/eA-lWV_dj6M/s400/IMG_2448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prize-giving ceremony for the teams that won the games we had earlier...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb42gOHoFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4sHYWieZ1_k/s1600-h/IMG_2449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203620034718965842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb42gOHoFI/AAAAAAAAAc8/4sHYWieZ1_k/s400/IMG_2449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY TEAM! HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb3_AOHoCI/AAAAAAAAAck/AqM7Vh2AzuI/s1600-h/IMG_2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203619081236226082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb3_AOHoCI/AAAAAAAAAck/AqM7Vh2AzuI/s400/IMG_2450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tsk... The biggest winners... Damn... Well, we've had our fun... CRUNCH TIME! What's up next? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYP SUBMISSION, EXAMS AND FYP PRESENTATION... And also to look for job... Tsk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb3_gOHoDI/AAAAAAAAAcs/a6b03q3Ka28/s1600-h/IMG_2462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203619089826160690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb3_gOHoDI/AAAAAAAAAcs/a6b03q3Ka28/s400/IMG_2462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last room at the SAC... Nest of knowledge and heart pain and brain deadness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb27gOHoAI/AAAAAAAAAcU/DYzAuXxK5tY/s1600-h/IMG_2460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203617921595056130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb27gOHoAI/AAAAAAAAAcU/DYzAuXxK5tY/s400/IMG_2460.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy faces that will turn sour in the next 2 months... Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb28QOHoBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/e7qFIofyMJc/s1600-h/IMG_2481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203617934479958034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb28QOHoBI/AAAAAAAAAcc/e7qFIofyMJc/s400/IMG_2481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Perah otak time... Juggling the 3 biggest tasks of our 4 years in NTU in 1 semester...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb1IAOHn-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/79JLvwyIO4M/s1600-h/IMG_2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203615937320165346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb1IAOHn-I/AAAAAAAAAcE/79JLvwyIO4M/s400/IMG_2483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have I said perah otak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb1IQOHn_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/lqOWVb-_8wY/s1600-h/IMG_2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203615941615132658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDb1IQOHn_I/AAAAAAAAAcM/lqOWVb-_8wY/s400/IMG_2497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking some moments to relax and reflect on what we've achieved... The word on the balloon says it all: Graduation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbz_AOHn8I/AAAAAAAAAb0/cvc0Yevr1yg/s1600-h/IMG_2495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203614683189714882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbz_AOHn8I/AAAAAAAAAb0/cvc0Yevr1yg/s400/IMG_2495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The penghulu... Mr Keppel... Najib...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbz_QOHn9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/CgXpiNkdLm8/s1600-h/IMG_2489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203614687484682194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbz_QOHn9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/CgXpiNkdLm8/s400/IMG_2489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Budak sial... Member makan nasi ayam in the dark time buka in year 1... Mr Shell... Wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbzBgOHn6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Vm3geoW8uTU/s1600-h/IMG_2486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203613626627760034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbzBgOHn6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Vm3geoW8uTU/s400/IMG_2486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Budak "aku dah besar"... Mr Keppel... Mr No-hull... Big Daddy... The Godfather... Alfonso Capone... Alfian...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbzCAOHn7I/AAAAAAAAAbs/RfT7LztjJh8/s1600-h/IMG_2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203613635217694642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbzCAOHn7I/AAAAAAAAAbs/RfT7LztjJh8/s400/IMG_2484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a break when needed... Moments... Sometimes wondering what we're suffering for... And before we knew it, exams and FYP presentations are over... In a wink... Before work starts and responsibilities fill our heads, we know we should enjoy each others' company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbx3AOHn4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/1gtYCL-14tc/s1600-h/IMG_2538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203612346727505794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbx3AOHn4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/1gtYCL-14tc/s400/IMG_2538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thus the Sentosa trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbx3QOHn5I/AAAAAAAAAbc/R_v5Wnv0leo/s1600-h/IMG_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203612351022473106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbx3QOHn5I/AAAAAAAAAbc/R_v5Wnv0leo/s400/IMG_2527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know what to say... A mermaid with breasts and a penis... Something for everyone, the gay, the straight pervert and the hungry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbwmwOHn1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/9OFgpgp3MbE/s1600-h/IMG_2498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203610968043003730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbwmwOHn1I/AAAAAAAAAa8/9OFgpgp3MbE/s400/IMG_2498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The roomies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbwnQOHn2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/J9XRt9Gdeck/s1600-h/IMG_2515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203610976632938338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbwnQOHn2I/AAAAAAAAAbE/J9XRt9Gdeck/s400/IMG_2515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was gonna play Tai Tee... But the rain stopped us... Strong winds... Damn cold la... Knn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbwngOHn3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/O3L1hskRlpk/s1600-h/IMG_2500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203610980927905650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbwngOHn3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/O3L1hskRlpk/s400/IMG_2500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The adventure of "Indiana Jones and the Black Roses of Doom".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbulgOHnzI/AAAAAAAAAas/O72SdfyhZA0/s1600-h/IMG_2517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203608747544911666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbulgOHnzI/AAAAAAAAAas/O72SdfyhZA0/s400/IMG_2517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last time I was in a hammock was in NS... So, tangkap japs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbumAOHn0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/05o4D7qlwLI/s1600-h/IMG_2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203608756134846274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbumAOHn0I/AAAAAAAAAa0/05o4D7qlwLI/s400/IMG_2535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alfian was never in a hammock before... Wanted to try my hammock... Hehe... Tertido ke member..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbtRQOHnxI/AAAAAAAAAac/TmUQQafVybU/s1600-h/IMG_2533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203607300140932882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbtRQOHnxI/AAAAAAAAAac/TmUQQafVybU/s400/IMG_2533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baru lepas makan mee goreng... Kenyang wei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbtRgOHnyI/AAAAAAAAAak/42UlT2rIL5k/s1600-h/IMG_2531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203607304435900194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbtRgOHnyI/AAAAAAAAAak/42UlT2rIL5k/s400/IMG_2531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Semua dah jadi budak hitam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbsdwOHnvI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Vs0iqKudQew/s1600-h/IMG_2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203606415377669874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbsdwOHnvI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Vs0iqKudQew/s400/IMG_2548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nak balik wooo... Hujan lebat... Nasib baik sempat balik carpark...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbseQOHnwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/6zpUWaG0NnA/s1600-h/IMG_2537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203606423967604482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDbseQOHnwI/AAAAAAAAAaU/6zpUWaG0NnA/s400/IMG_2537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's what's been happening the last 5 months of my life... Some things come and go... Some things tend to stay in your memories, others don't... Sacrifices were made, time organised... Hopefully, if all goes well, it's the end of our 4 years in NTU... And the end of our lives as students... Time to work guys... The future is bright... Careers to build, families to start... Syahid is getting married at the end of June, congrats to him and Renee... Those of us who have gotten jobs, it's time to contribute to the world and our families... Those who have not, we pray you'll get good jobs soon... It's the start of our working life guys, what we have worked for all the time... This is it... Before we know it, convocation would have passed... Some things will be forgotten eventually... But my time with you guys will remain a memory till I draw my last breath... Here's to our voyage into life's unknowns... All the best guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-32989295499475907?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/32989295499475907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=32989295499475907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/32989295499475907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/32989295499475907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/SDcFKgOHoaI/AAAAAAAAAfk/v4jjMAqp2gM/s72-c/_44645985_giggs_ap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-5787759269743675411</id><published>2008-01-16T03:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T03:28:59.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Lord Of The Ring Part 3 Return Of The King!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/_Mma_iO850I' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/_Mma_iO850I'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Manchester Utd 6 - 0 Newcastle United 12/01/2008... Wooooo... This calls for a celebration! 6-0! A hat trick for CR7, 2 for short Argentinian and even party-planner-badboy Ferdinand gets a goal... Hopefully they can keep up the pressure on Arsenal who's a real worry for me... Crumble! Crumble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school's started. Not much time to take pics, asses... Tsk... See you when i see you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-5787759269743675411?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/5787759269743675411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=5787759269743675411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5787759269743675411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5787759269743675411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-my-lord-of-ring-part-3-return-of.html' title='Oh My Lord Of The Ring Part 3 Return Of The King!'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-1794007269379516230</id><published>2008-01-03T04:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T04:10:17.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4I Brothers' 10th Year Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/mw4uuXH7_6c' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/mw4uuXH7_6c'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vid that Faizal and I made... Thanks Noh for the food! Heh... Those who want the vid in it's original high quality pls tell me... I burn for you or something...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-1794007269379516230?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/1794007269379516230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=1794007269379516230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/1794007269379516230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/1794007269379516230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2008/01/4i-brothers-10th-year-anniversary.html' title='4I Brothers&amp;#39; 10th Year Anniversary'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-7098597164280713720</id><published>2008-01-03T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T04:08:41.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcoming 2008 &amp; Decade of Madness Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vpQCZipgI/AAAAAAAAAaE/PbsviF2zHG4/s1600-h/IMG_2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150967060559472130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vpQCZipgI/AAAAAAAAAaE/PbsviF2zHG4/s400/IMG_2181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's New Year's Eve and poolside gathering with the brothers and their WAGS. Location was at Nigel's! Potluck and there was too much food la! CANNOT finish, even with Casey's "help"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vn5iZipeI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/SwGEL1r7zPo/s1600-h/IMG_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150965574500787682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vn5iZipeI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/SwGEL1r7zPo/s400/IMG_2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The attire for the party was anything Raffles. Be it PE shirt or tie... Haha... Nigel's in shades, cos the New Year's too bright for him to welcome without.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vn6CZipfI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ZtUBB6JWhjA/s1600-h/IMG_2184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150965583090722290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vn6CZipfI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/ZtUBB6JWhjA/s400/IMG_2184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a party without balloons! Blow Faizal, blow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vmdSZipcI/AAAAAAAAAZk/sKU7_wT28qA/s1600-h/IMG_2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150963989657855426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vmdSZipcI/AAAAAAAAAZk/sKU7_wT28qA/s400/IMG_2195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Errr, the last acts of gayness for 2007... Must use up the gayness quota before end of year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vmdiZipdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/yfV0sSJDPys/s1600-h/IMG_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150963993952822738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vmdiZipdI/AAAAAAAAAZs/yfV0sSJDPys/s400/IMG_2209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Johnny Walker, keep on walking! Plain water, keep on drinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vk7SZipaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/wnBKVtPSu_Q/s1600-h/IMG_2213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150962306030675362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vk7SZipaI/AAAAAAAAAZU/wnBKVtPSu_Q/s400/IMG_2213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "You feel me? Yeah, I know you do..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vk7yZipbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/aGDPS24dRVM/s1600-h/IMG_2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150962314620609970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vk7yZipbI/AAAAAAAAAZc/aGDPS24dRVM/s400/IMG_2215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Marshmallow Brigade and the cool dude in shades' in charge. Go go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vkNyZipYI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Dj2kvmb7vYo/s1600-h/IMG_2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150961524346627458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vkNyZipYI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Dj2kvmb7vYo/s400/IMG_2221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't overburn the marshmallows man... Piece of advice, don't eat the blackened parts cos they fuck up the tongue. True story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vkOCZipZI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KPl8hucuRu4/s1600-h/IMG_2225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150961528641594770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vkOCZipZI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KPl8hucuRu4/s400/IMG_2225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time for ROKOKS! Waiting for midnight and the other guests to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vjDCZipWI/AAAAAAAAAY0/a52eIFXTE3Y/s1600-h/IMG_2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150960240151405922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vjDCZipWI/AAAAAAAAAY0/a52eIFXTE3Y/s400/IMG_2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The smokers chill. The non-smokers dance. Haha... I dunno what the hell Faizal's trying to do here... But Nigel can't be bothered, act cool only in his aviators... Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vjDSZipXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/V8rWSXAejXk/s1600-h/IMG_2233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150960244446373234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vjDSZipXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/V8rWSXAejXk/s400/IMG_2233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And Faizal keeps dancing... Haha... Chris finds himself amongst a group of ex-RI boys. ACS(I) and RI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3viGiZipUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/NhzMYopIFwY/s1600-h/IMG_2236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150959200769320258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3viGiZipUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/NhzMYopIFwY/s400/IMG_2236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What the hell! Sparklers ah! Hahaha... Thanks Gops for the fireworks. Gopi was the designated "arms dealer" that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3viHCZipVI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6_qRQzChjj8/s1600-h/IMG_2237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150959209359254866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3viHCZipVI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6_qRQzChjj8/s400/IMG_2237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick's first time playing with sparklers... Heh... He doesn't even know the sparkler that he's trying to light up has already been expended... HAHA! Faizal passed it to him after playing with it, look at how he's laughing at Nick... Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vhRSZipSI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ezhO7IWhgMc/s1600-h/IMG_2247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150958285941286178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vhRSZipSI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ezhO7IWhgMc/s400/IMG_2247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 of the 4 Chivas brothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vhRiZipTI/AAAAAAAAAYc/X8yz62Q_J2s/s1600-h/IMG_2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150958290236253490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vhRiZipTI/AAAAAAAAAYc/X8yz62Q_J2s/s400/IMG_2250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing card games. Too full to eat anymore and still awaiting New Year! New Year came and couldn't take pics cos of the flurry of movements! Only Vids! And after that, we watched the 10th year anniversary vid that Faizal and me made, with help from Noh by feeding us so that we could work! After the vid, we changed and went for a:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vgPiZipQI/AAAAAAAAAYE/istZEYI7GvU/s1600-h/IMG_2275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150957156364887298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vgPiZipQI/AAAAAAAAAYE/istZEYI7GvU/s400/IMG_2275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; DIP IN THE POOL! Started it all off by carrying Bear into the pool and the both of us got wet first. Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vgPyZipRI/AAAAAAAAAYM/NY2iozDlHaU/s1600-h/IMG_2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150957160659854610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vgPyZipRI/AAAAAAAAAYM/NY2iozDlHaU/s400/IMG_2280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still got some more gayness to use up... ooOooOooOOhhhHHhHHh... Sick fucks... Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vdwiZipOI/AAAAAAAAAX0/TIQ-E0eL4VE/s1600-h/IMG_2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150954424765687010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vdwiZipOI/AAAAAAAAAX0/TIQ-E0eL4VE/s400/IMG_2287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wet T-Shirt Competition! After this we jumped into the pool again! Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vdzCZipPI/AAAAAAAAAX8/e54Tlf4f8a0/s1600-h/IMG_2294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150954467715359986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vdzCZipPI/AAAAAAAAAX8/e54Tlf4f8a0/s400/IMG_2294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Changed up, eat some more, card games some more! And talked some more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vaXCZipKI/AAAAAAAAAXY/IXGIwZh-dqI/s1600-h/IMG_2299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150950688144139426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vaXCZipKI/AAAAAAAAAXY/IXGIwZh-dqI/s400/IMG_2299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, by 4 am, Nick and Nigel were gone... Haha... All their drunk antics caught on vid... Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vaXSZipLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/CAx3PbQ3xic/s1600-h/IMG_2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150950692439106738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vaXSZipLI/AAAAAAAAAXg/CAx3PbQ3xic/s400/IMG_2295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The party mood subsides... And it's the start of 2008...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-7098597164280713720?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/7098597164280713720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=7098597164280713720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/7098597164280713720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/7098597164280713720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcoming-2008-decade-of-madness-party.html' title='Welcoming 2008 &amp; Decade of Madness Party!'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3vpQCZipgI/AAAAAAAAAaE/PbsviF2zHG4/s72-c/IMG_2181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-1833516303143766760</id><published>2007-12-25T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T12:04:51.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry X'Mas! Party@Nigel's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B6HyZipJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/54h_bib7q80/s1600-h/IMG_1932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147748648291050642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B6HyZipJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/54h_bib7q80/s400/IMG_1932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Eve, gathering at Nigel's... Awaiting the arrival of the brothers and their partners... Took pics of the setting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B5oyZipHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RCRGyW4JZcU/s1600-h/IMG_1927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147748115715105906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B5oyZipHI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RCRGyW4JZcU/s400/IMG_1927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought of how much alcohol will be consumed before the night is over... Haha... Easy on the liver brothers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B5pCZipII/AAAAAAAAAXI/XFcHDvc1VlE/s1600-h/IMG_1893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147748120010073218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B5pCZipII/AAAAAAAAAXI/XFcHDvc1VlE/s400/IMG_1893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The missus! Heh, she'll be joining the other WAGS later... Arrival of the guests!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B5ACZipFI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KZh5bP4-T1Q/s1600-h/IMG_1936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147747415635436626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B5ACZipFI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KZh5bP4-T1Q/s400/IMG_1936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even the Christmas Fairy was invited and arrived with style at the window! Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B5ASZipGI/AAAAAAAAAW4/dHGaYj3Uq5k/s1600-h/IMG_1869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147747419930403938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B5ASZipGI/AAAAAAAAAW4/dHGaYj3Uq5k/s400/IMG_1869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time to makan! The host coolly slicing the meat amidst a flurry of movements around him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B4ASZipDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/DV4DNM16cD8/s1600-h/IMG_1889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147746320418776114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B4ASZipDI/AAAAAAAAAWg/DV4DNM16cD8/s400/IMG_1889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A quiet dinner with the brothers and fellow guests... Releks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B4AiZipEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Pok81-o5aMI/s1600-h/IMG_1881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147746324713743426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B4AiZipEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Pok81-o5aMI/s400/IMG_1881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time to start the madness... Heh... Unwind people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B3FSZipBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xDUrsGUuTfw/s1600-h/IMG_1882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147745306806494226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B3FSZipBI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xDUrsGUuTfw/s400/IMG_1882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ay? A fleeting moment of love... It's all in the eyes... Nice Gopi! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B3FiZipCI/AAAAAAAAAWY/DnetNFE0X7U/s1600-h/IMG_1873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147745311101461538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B3FiZipCI/AAAAAAAAAWY/DnetNFE0X7U/s400/IMG_1873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And another "couple"? Like I said, a brothers' gathering is never complete without a gay moment. In this event, courtesy of Noh and Muts! Releks Muthu, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B2GSZio_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/6foduu-F-Co/s1600-h/IMG_1895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147744224474735602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B2GSZio_I/AAAAAAAAAWA/6foduu-F-Co/s400/IMG_1895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The couples who just came back from their trip and got us gifts from India! Here's Nigel and Michelle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B2GiZipAI/AAAAAAAAAWI/rC8khtHzv0c/s1600-h/IMG_1896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147744228769702914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B2GiZipAI/AAAAAAAAAWI/rC8khtHzv0c/s400/IMG_1896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here's Nick and Rachel! Guess who they brought back from Bollywood, India?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B1PyZio9I/AAAAAAAAAVw/g7mUOyauXJM/s1600-h/IMG_1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147743288171865042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B1PyZio9I/AAAAAAAAAVw/g7mUOyauXJM/s400/IMG_1890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YES! They brought back Shah Rukh Khan! Posing here, in coat, with fans, grinning sheepishly! Heh... Gops Gops...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B1QSZio-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/xANT7nY62tg/s1600-h/IMG_1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147743296761799650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B1QSZio-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/xANT7nY62tg/s400/IMG_1891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And more pics of the celeb with the man who brought him back to SG by hiding him in the luggage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B0ICZio7I/AAAAAAAAAVg/NHmjzoBNBGM/s1600-h/IMG_1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147742055516251058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B0ICZio7I/AAAAAAAAAVg/NHmjzoBNBGM/s400/IMG_1897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The horsing around starts! Madness, madness! Nick's trying to strangle himself, cos I think he can't bear his own humour... Heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B0ISZio8I/AAAAAAAAAVo/mS0LRnwICFE/s1600-h/IMG_1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147742059811218370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B0ISZio8I/AAAAAAAAAVo/mS0LRnwICFE/s400/IMG_1899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know what to say... Nick is courting trouble by rubbing the Bear the wrong way... Haha... *SSSSwwiiiiipppeeee!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BzGCZio5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yb2IZVRmm2E/s1600-h/IMG_1904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147740921644884882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BzGCZio5I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yb2IZVRmm2E/s400/IMG_1904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laughters! Santa would be so proud if he were looking through the window, watching us having fun and enjoying the company!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BzGSZio6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/mC40V71ciyQ/s1600-h/IMG_1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147740925939852194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BzGSZio6I/AAAAAAAAAVY/mC40V71ciyQ/s400/IMG_1903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More laughters... Maybe it's the alcohol kicking in... Or is it the Coke? I dunno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3ByICZio3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/enkCG_GUdZE/s1600-h/IMG_1906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147739856492995442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3ByICZio3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/enkCG_GUdZE/s400/IMG_1906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Full... Feel a bit mellow... Casey's just eyeing more food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3ByISZio4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/o7BfCWkh3O4/s1600-h/IMG_1907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147739860787962754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3ByISZio4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/o7BfCWkh3O4/s400/IMG_1907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick's a bit lost... I dunno what's happening but he just got that blur look that i gotta capture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BxGyZio1I/AAAAAAAAAUw/jjZDyVKtrDU/s1600-h/IMG_1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147738735506531154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BxGyZio1I/AAAAAAAAAUw/jjZDyVKtrDU/s400/IMG_1909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noh don't like Nick to be in this pic, so he's trying to cut Nick out of it... Haha! Fucks, Knns...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BxHCZio2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/yqXvzrjZwW0/s1600-h/IMG_1919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147738739801498466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BxHCZio2I/AAAAAAAAAU4/yqXvzrjZwW0/s400/IMG_1919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's midnight! Wish everyone a MERRY CHRISTMAS people! That's Nigel's dad shaking Nick's hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BwIiZiozI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tvXc-SaqkR0/s1600-h/IMG_1918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147737666059674418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BwIiZiozI/AAAAAAAAAUg/tvXc-SaqkR0/s400/IMG_1918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drink many many! Very very happy! Gan Ji Many Many Puay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BwIyZio0I/AAAAAAAAAUo/GHSKkZb7oCQ/s1600-h/IMG_1917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147737670354641730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3BwIyZio0I/AAAAAAAAAUo/GHSKkZb7oCQ/s400/IMG_1917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheers people... Drink drink... Later play poker, winning eleven, talk bout feelings etc... Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3Bp7iZioxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/v1Fj6MmIsIY/s1600-h/IMG_1924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147730845651608338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3Bp7iZioxI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/v1Fj6MmIsIY/s400/IMG_1924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The host family! Thanks Nigel's family for having us over! It was a great party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3Bp7yZioyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/DWUWZX_6IEQ/s1600-h/IMG_1915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147730849946575650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3Bp7yZioyI/AAAAAAAAAUY/DWUWZX_6IEQ/s400/IMG_1915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The brothers and fellow guests! Missing Mervyn who's in Australia and Faizal who's MIA... Till New Year's Eve! The party is called "A Decade of Madness" cos we're celebrating 10 years of brotherhood together! The deal is to wear our old uniform complete with tie (Imran suggested this) and badge (Casey suggested this). Don't back out people! We'll be having a bbq cum potluck! See ya then! Knns, poker for 8 hours ah! NYE please, no such nonsense! Let's sit down and talk bout feelings! Heh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-1833516303143766760?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/1833516303143766760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=1833516303143766760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/1833516303143766760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/1833516303143766760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-xmas-party-nigel.html' title='Merry X&apos;Mas! Party@Nigel&apos;s!'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R3B6HyZipJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/54h_bib7q80/s72-c/IMG_1932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-5137554656727069382</id><published>2007-12-24T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T00:47:40.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Paul's New Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/DrvjQNJrRug' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/DrvjQNJrRug'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Watch Them Roll! Check out the new flava SP brought to the ground! Spin it, spin it! Manchester United won, CR7 with 2 goals!! Woo... Party Party!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-5137554656727069382?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/5137554656727069382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=5137554656727069382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5137554656727069382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5137554656727069382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/12/sean-paul-new-music-video.html' title='Sean Paul&amp;#39;s New Music Video'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-2212460076373174674</id><published>2007-12-03T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:09:57.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ay? I'm Here!</title><content type='html'>I do apologise for the long hiatus, been busy having as much fun as I possibly could since the exams concluded. And Noh, next year is not that far off... But since I'm nice, here are some of the pics taken in the last 2 weeks that I went missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X6_yZiowI/AAAAAAAAAUI/PlH1tsNkq4k/s1600-h/IMG_1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144794123108262658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X6_yZiowI/AAAAAAAAAUI/PlH1tsNkq4k/s400/IMG_1787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The brothers had a group movie outing, most could make it and brought their dates should they choose to. Others like Nigel and Nick were in India. Gopi went home cos he was "tired". We had soccer earlier in the day. So to the Grand Cathay it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X6pSZiouI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PSYjcKy_rRw/s1600-h/IMG_1810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144793736561205986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X6pSZiouI/AAAAAAAAAT4/PSYjcKy_rRw/s400/IMG_1810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While awaiting the movie, we had dinner with the WAGS and then chilled at Starbucks, drinking (surprise, surprise) coffee and played Murderer. Had tonnes of fun and tonnes of dirty looks shot at us from patrons who were there to enjoy a quiet evening. But, then all we can say is, "They feel huats..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X6piZiovI/AAAAAAAAAUA/90n5pvgeYms/s1600-h/IMG_1796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144793740856173298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X6piZiovI/AAAAAAAAAUA/90n5pvgeYms/s400/IMG_1796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So let's start the Nicest Couple-Of-The-Evening Picture Competition. First up, Noh and his friend, Jess. And Jess and her friend, Noh. Jess works at Tumble Tots (hope I got that right) and Noh works at a firestation. Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X5oSZiosI/AAAAAAAAATo/b9iB7bVaPSI/s1600-h/IMG_1802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144792619869708994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X5oSZiosI/AAAAAAAAATo/b9iB7bVaPSI/s400/IMG_1802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next, Faizal and Reeza. Faizal is tired. Reeza is not. Reeza smiles for the cam, but Faizal did not. So low points. Boo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X5pSZiotI/AAAAAAAAATw/WnD1tvro-74/s1600-h/IMG_1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144792637049578194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X5pSZiotI/AAAAAAAAATw/WnD1tvro-74/s400/IMG_1804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Casey and Mala. Both looked away from the cam, so no points for them. Casey and Mala were nice enough to join us for dinner and chill session at Starbucks although they were both on call the next day. They're both docs, see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X5AyZioqI/AAAAAAAAATY/NrtxrwNKWKA/s1600-h/IMG_1806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144791941264876194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X5AyZioqI/AAAAAAAAATY/NrtxrwNKWKA/s400/IMG_1806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least, Imran and Bear (Muthu did not want any part of this). They're so sweet together. Notice the healthy distance between the 2, teasing the crowd, the sheepish smile and lecherous grin. After the movie that night, Bear has a new nickname, Ulrick, I think, the name of the Armoured Ice Bear in The Golden Compass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X5BCZiorI/AAAAAAAAATg/XiTchKWl45M/s1600-h/IMG_1817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144791945559843506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X5BCZiorI/AAAAAAAAATg/XiTchKWl45M/s400/IMG_1817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking forlorn due to mistakes of the cinema people. It left such a bitter taste in our mouths that only 2 free movie tickets each and loads of free food can help relieve the bad experience. Heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X3hSZiooI/AAAAAAAAATI/rNZ9tCs6JIY/s1600-h/IMG_1821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144790300587369090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X3hSZiooI/AAAAAAAAATI/rNZ9tCs6JIY/s400/IMG_1821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then on other days, go out with the missus. Trying on some winter clothes. Heh... It's the monsoon season in Singapore baby, but no snow yet... WE SHALL WAIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X3hyZiopI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zwowqyaM6Yw/s1600-h/IMG_1834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144790309177303698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X3hyZiopI/AAAAAAAAATQ/zwowqyaM6Yw/s400/IMG_1834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like I said, it's the monsoon season. I loike~! I rather it be cold than hot cos if it's hot, I'll sweat and it'll be so uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X2iiZionI/AAAAAAAAATA/zQUre67NbFM/s1600-h/IMG_1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144789222550577778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X2iiZionI/AAAAAAAAATA/zQUre67NbFM/s400/IMG_1775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I couldn't take a clear pic cos I was in Alfi's car enroute to Peninsula Plaza to play Generals. But the top floors of the skyscrapers were covered by the heavy clouds. Looks nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X2UCZiolI/AAAAAAAAASw/mSAx-yMibOg/s1600-h/IMG_1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144788973442474578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X2UCZiolI/AAAAAAAAASw/mSAx-yMibOg/s400/IMG_1776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then chill many times at Arab Street. Same old places but we feel real cosy there. Haroon's Cafe AH! Cb, knn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X2UiZiomI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wf-nl7U0gOM/s1600-h/IMG_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144788982032409186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X2UiZiomI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wf-nl7U0gOM/s400/IMG_1777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wet... I loike~! Haha... That remark has no connotations and no resemblance to the living or the dead whatsoever. Mosi Cafe @ Haji Lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X1aCZiojI/AAAAAAAAASg/OdKUY6gncmM/s1600-h/IMG_1765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144787977010061874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X1aCZiojI/AAAAAAAAASg/OdKUY6gncmM/s400/IMG_1765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then back to school. Yes, well, FYP has started. What to do... Since there's no one else in school except for the Year 4s, it's pretty deserted. Good for picture taking! This shot is symbolic of how close I am to finishing my course, so close, just that bit more! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!! Please God, let it be over soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X1aiZiokI/AAAAAAAAASo/31tlXp-SzKs/s1600-h/IMG_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144787985599996482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X1aiZiokI/AAAAAAAAASo/31tlXp-SzKs/s400/IMG_1764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ants collecting nectar in a flower. Randomness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X1AiZiohI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jHZ0wp6w7CY/s1600-h/IMG_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144787538923397650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X1AiZiohI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jHZ0wp6w7CY/s400/IMG_1766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AHA! Almost sunset. A bold silhouette against a waning background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X1BSZioiI/AAAAAAAAASY/vipkoVfD2gA/s1600-h/IMG_1772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144787551808299554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X1BSZioiI/AAAAAAAAASY/vipkoVfD2gA/s400/IMG_1772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunset in school from Level 5. I just love the school when it's empty like this. So serene... Till another time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-2212460076373174674?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/2212460076373174674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=2212460076373174674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/2212460076373174674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/2212460076373174674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/12/ay-im-here.html' title='Ay? I&apos;m Here!'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/R2X6_yZiowI/AAAAAAAAAUI/PlH1tsNkq4k/s72-c/IMG_1787.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-8888857590274551242</id><published>2007-11-27T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:36:18.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotherly Love</title><content type='html'>I'm taking a break from studying and one thing that I miss is Saturday soccers and my brothers. I miss my brothers. Some of these guys have been a part of my life since I was 15, others go further back, way back (no matter how gay it sounds, haha). That's almost 10 years now, come January 2008, a decade of madness, laughter and all that jazz... It's funny how we've been together for this long but only fairly recently everyone seems to gel, especially after the heart-to-heart talks we had at the top of Mount Faber. We rip on each other all the time but 1 thing I've realised is how we know we have each other to fall back on. Most of us were from the same class in Sec 3 and 4 in RI. Well, let's reminisce on each one of my brothers, in alphabetical order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Casey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Casey is now a Doc. He joined the class a tad later with Gopi for reasons only we will know, heh... He uses expletives a lot last time and wah knn mood like fuck... Haha... Casey's fave teacher was Mrs Yau Pooi Har... Nowadays, he's been busy with work so hardly join us cos he damn tired from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faizal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Faizal is a regular with the SAF now. Not surprising cos he's from NCC last time, heh... He will soon have a degree in Civil Engineering. He's one of my closest brothers, especially with all the shit we went through last time, and someone I can depend on to give me practical advice. We had a rough start on our friendship in Sec 3 due to some stuff... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gopi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gopi is getting a degree in SIM. Gopi is not like any typical Indian. The first time I knew him, I think I may have offended him by asking which school he was from. Haha... Let's not dwell more on that. Gopi likes hockey and soccer. He's a fellow Manchester United fan, along with Nigel, Muthu, Faizal and Noh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Imran is doing the same course as me. I knew him since Sec 1 but only became close friends at the end of Sec 2, that's 11 years this year. He's the brother I never had and we practically grew up together, going through the various phases in life, all the stupid things, all the reflections. We have a lot in common and we're so close that we can tell each other off. We've had our differences but all that is part of our growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mervyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mervyn is a future vet. He is now in Australia earning his animal doctorate, sorta... Heh... He'll be back soon. We were not that close in Sec school, he was closer to Ian and Sam. But soccer and other similarities got us all close after NS... And he's damn horny, heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Muthu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muthu is not an Indian, he's just a Chinese with an Indian nickname. He wasn't from our class but it doesn't matter. What matters is he's one of us now. He's a lifescience graduate and he's working with some zebra fish now. The zebra fish is a fish that looks like a zebra but it can talk to him. Probably that's why he finds them interesting. HEH! Kidding bro... Anyway, Muthu is one of the most accommodating person I know. Can relek with him, shop or watch movie, haha... But it's the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick is a future lawyer. He is a Liverpool fan and has a bad knee, whatever assumptions you can make out of that. Nick was one of my clubbing kakis last time and he sure can hold his liquor until the Graveyard buried him. Haha... He was in the same camp as me in NS and I still remember the time I had a scalpel to his neck, trying to remove the stitches on his chin, haha... The scared look on his face was priceless... He's one of those brothers who can give a sound advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nigel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nigel was our class monitor, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.... It's like he was a policeman and if we killed someone, we'd literally get away with murder... Haha... Nigel, just like Nick, is a future lawyer. Imagine the 2 of them in court, "Your Honour, the defence counsel is trying to be funny, hur hur...", "Nigel your client feels huat!"... Other than being our monitor, Nigel was the fittest guy in class, and that was what he kept screaming when we were stripping him for his birthday in Sec 4. We chill out at his place a lot and for that we thank him and his family for putting up with a rowdy bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noh is a "fireman". He is! He really is a "fireman"! Why won't u believe me? Anyway, he was always the street smart one, and still is. I know him since Primary 4, when we were 10, that's 14 years now! He's someone I can go to if I have a problem and we basically tell each other everything. Noh is one of my closest brothers, just like Faizal. We haven't watched a movie together since the Star Wars incident in Sec 4. Haha, that's nostalgic in a fucked up way... Haha... I love this brother of mine... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weijie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Weijie is a bear getting a degree in business. He probably gets ripped on the most but he scores an average of 2 goals. Weijie is a good brother cos I know he can be there for me if I need him. Noh burnt his hair before in class and he was oblivious to it. That was in the past, we're all more mature than that now... Hahahahahaha, errrr, maybe... Weijie is actually quite mature and probably knows more about what he wants in life than any of us... He's also a walking soccernet and poker face... Heh...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, those are the brothers, a formal introduction... Back to studying, FOR MY LAST PAPER!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-8888857590274551242?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/8888857590274551242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=8888857590274551242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8888857590274551242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8888857590274551242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/11/brotherly-love.html' title='Brotherly Love'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-1096968862842903611</id><published>2007-11-22T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T17:22:02.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying For December</title><content type='html'>December is approaching... I used to love December, those school holidays where I enjoyed myself and slept in, with nice rainy weather... This December is a different one though... I can just feel it... FYP will go full blast all the way till March... Change is inevitable and although I rather things remain the same, I appreciate the pace of the changes going on around me... It's like standing still and watching everything else morph... Exams' been eating me inside and draining me physically... 4 papers down and 2 more to go... Hopefully I won't 'tapau' any subjects into my last semester. Today is the first day I got back home before 11pm... I'm drained... And when exams' over, I can't enjoy my December...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-1096968862842903611?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/1096968862842903611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=1096968862842903611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/1096968862842903611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/1096968862842903611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/11/crying-for-december.html' title='Crying For December'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-2596123517294208977</id><published>2007-11-14T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:57:49.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Down 5 To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzqSCTLCDcI/AAAAAAAAASA/wd5YtOvVcZI/s1600-h/kotakspida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132575293546040770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzqSCTLCDcI/AAAAAAAAASA/wd5YtOvVcZI/s400/kotakspida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Attack of the Spaidah-Mannnn... Kotak and his impersonation of the &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=mGxde2a2_iQ"&gt;Japanese Spiderman&lt;/a&gt;... I had my first paper today, at 9am. Everything bad that had to happen, happened. First it was pouring cats and dogs, left my house early but traffic was such a bitch that I arrived at the exam hall just in time. Talking bout bitch, I read in the Newpaper that a Tamil Nadu guy married a dog so as to offset a curse that was put on him for stoning 2 dogs and then hanging their bodies. Being conservative Indians, the guy agreed to an arranged marriage and married the bitch that his family chose for him. Heh, gonna get bored man, everyday doggy-style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132632481035587026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzrGDDLCDdI/AAAAAAAAASI/5kmTV0Qma2w/s400/gay2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And a gay moment involving my left-hand and Alfiano Capone's Man-Boob! I dunno why I'm posting this online... Haha... I better not get involved in politics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzqRyjLCDbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/wD3dCoCH_DM/s1600-h/SAC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132575022963101106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzqRyjLCDbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/wD3dCoCH_DM/s400/SAC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the SAC and feeling noneng... Gonna relek awhile before start to study again. Knn. After paper sure got no mood. Can't wait for exams to be over. And it's just the first day...&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/1103112372415863611-2596123517294208977?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/2596123517294208977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=2596123517294208977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/2596123517294208977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/2596123517294208977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/11/1-down-5-to-go.html' title='1 Down 5 To Go'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzqSCTLCDcI/AAAAAAAAASA/wd5YtOvVcZI/s72-c/kotakspida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-8926064243789931197</id><published>2007-11-13T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T13:44:26.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Break My Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HuUmFu_2GjM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HuUmFu_2GjM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Exams' starting tomorrow... Good luck everyone! And oh yeah, just sharing Manson's new music video cos it psyched me for my studies. It's "Heart-Shaped Glasses" by Marilyn Manson.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-8926064243789931197?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/8926064243789931197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=8926064243789931197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8926064243789931197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8926064243789931197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/11/dont-break-my-heart.html' title='Don&apos;t Break My Heart'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-864412443987093856</id><published>2007-11-11T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:49:57.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucked Up Head</title><content type='html'>I'm not supposed to feel anything but damn I am... Must be the exams. Concentrate boy. Whatever happens I'm a winner, should never disappoint my alma mater, be it in terms of studies or anything else. Why did I have to see it? Anyway, ain't mine to begin with, so belongs wherever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dining off sunsets,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Away from reality,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Doesn't matter why,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And doesn't make a difference,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whenceforth the road ends,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hither thus we all go,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, I know, I know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;? Do I ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to studying! Concentrate boy! Nothing else matters for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-864412443987093856?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/864412443987093856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=864412443987093856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/864412443987093856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/864412443987093856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/11/fucked-up-head.html' title='Fucked Up Head'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-161014312029479174</id><published>2007-11-09T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T19:20:29.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>See You When I See You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQsKjWpeNI/AAAAAAAAARw/fi3krTrs9x4/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130774435282385106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQsKjWpeNI/AAAAAAAAARw/fi3krTrs9x4/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alrightey then, exams' approaching and I can feel my balls coming up to my throat... My breathing quickens, as do my heartbeat, and my senses sharpen in anticipation of the Big Scare. I hate exams, must study and cut time for everything else that I need in life. I made the above equation to prove that Exams = No Life (when censorship = 1.0). So I took a break from studying for bout an hour today to take pics around school. Damn hot day can...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQsBjWpeLI/AAAAAAAAARg/mWvkL5oNLiw/s1600-h/IMG_1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130774280663562418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQsBjWpeLI/AAAAAAAAARg/mWvkL5oNLiw/s400/IMG_1238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All that blueeee... I loike~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQsCTWpeMI/AAAAAAAAARo/wgMQ9ThmE_4/s1600-h/IMG_1247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130774293548464322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQsCTWpeMI/AAAAAAAAARo/wgMQ9ThmE_4/s400/IMG_1247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Near the Nanyang Auditorium. Now can appreciate the view a bit. But on days I have my papers there, all I can see is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQrojWpeJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/v2F1iY9BRHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130773851166832786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQrojWpeJI/AAAAAAAAARQ/v2F1iY9BRHQ/s400/IMG_1239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mirrored... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQrozWpeKI/AAAAAAAAARY/6L0iQv9r76w/s1600-h/IMG_1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130773855461800098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQrozWpeKI/AAAAAAAAARY/6L0iQv9r76w/s400/IMG_1240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I super love this pic! Saw the clouds past few days damn nice but didn't bring cam. So today snap puas2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQrJzWpeHI/AAAAAAAAARA/jXqZh6Xd6gc/s1600-h/IMG_1242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130773322885855346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQrJzWpeHI/AAAAAAAAARA/jXqZh6Xd6gc/s400/IMG_1242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cumulus clouds. Only now I can appreciate. Hated them when studying for Geog in Sec 1 and 2. Dammit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQrKTWpeII/AAAAAAAAARI/UYfkBRbRBWI/s1600-h/IMG_1250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130773331475789954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQrKTWpeII/AAAAAAAAARI/UYfkBRbRBWI/s400/IMG_1250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The photographer who took this damn good can...? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqvzWpeFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Qiay2PiCtn0/s1600-h/IMG_1258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130772876209256530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqvzWpeFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Qiay2PiCtn0/s400/IMG_1258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqwDWpeGI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/7HONdEWZKFk/s1600-h/IMG_1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130772880504223842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqwDWpeGI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/7HONdEWZKFk/s400/IMG_1259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqcTWpeDI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ii2Yg4TMThI/s1600-h/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130772541201807410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqcTWpeDI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ii2Yg4TMThI/s400/IMG_1260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqczWpeEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/4t-ocQOgh8Q/s1600-h/IMG_1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130772549791742018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqczWpeEI/AAAAAAAAAQo/4t-ocQOgh8Q/s400/IMG_1262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this... HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqCDWpeBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/626tuA8b9FY/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130772090230241298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqCDWpeBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/626tuA8b9FY/s400/IMG_1272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easy take on life... Dogs will love this pic, makes them wanna pee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqCjWpeCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/gUF7NB_X_yw/s1600-h/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130772098820175906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQqCjWpeCI/AAAAAAAAAQY/gUF7NB_X_yw/s400/IMG_1277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The VIBRANCE of it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQpgzWpd_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/o2-EtWTR6Zw/s1600-h/IMG_1286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130771518999590898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQpgzWpd_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/o2-EtWTR6Zw/s400/IMG_1286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And look, a rainbow floating right in front of me amidst a spray of sparkling water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQphTWpeAI/AAAAAAAAAQI/3HnoessuTNQ/s1600-h/IMG_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130771527589525506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQphTWpeAI/AAAAAAAAAQI/3HnoessuTNQ/s400/IMG_1289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Close up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQo7zWpd9I/AAAAAAAAAPw/lf_LZKLzkS0/s1600-h/IMG_1292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130770883344431058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQo7zWpd9I/AAAAAAAAAPw/lf_LZKLzkS0/s400/IMG_1292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See what you wanna see, choose what you wanna choose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQo8TWpd-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/oQsjplEUIEM/s1600-h/IMG_1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130770891934365666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQo8TWpd-I/AAAAAAAAAP4/oQsjplEUIEM/s400/IMG_1297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back at the SAC to update this blog and then start studying... That was fun... Loved every single moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-161014312029479174?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/161014312029479174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=161014312029479174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/161014312029479174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/161014312029479174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/11/see-you-when-i-see-you.html' title='See You When I See You'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RzQsKjWpeNI/AAAAAAAAARw/fi3krTrs9x4/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-4335716650032245524</id><published>2007-11-04T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T02:04:12.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Good Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryy1EGNcSlI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yL98g0kOKGA/s1600-h/IMG_1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128673157659249234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryy1EGNcSlI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yL98g0kOKGA/s400/IMG_1193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another Saturday afternoon and need a break from all that studying... Wooo... So, soccer @ NUS with the brothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryy1EmNcSmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BO4BYmoPnms/s1600-h/IMG_1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128673166249183842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryy1EmNcSmI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BO4BYmoPnms/s400/IMG_1203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dying... Need water... Knn...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryy0F2NcSjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/7hAVbqcLIUM/s1600-h/IMG_1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128672088212392498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryy0F2NcSjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/7hAVbqcLIUM/s400/IMG_1201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunset at NUS... Nigel said it was photo-worthy and I agreed.. So snap away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryy0HGNcSkI/AAAAAAAAAPY/oo3eaQ18UkY/s1600-h/IMG_1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128672109687228994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryy0HGNcSkI/AAAAAAAAAPY/oo3eaQ18UkY/s400/IMG_1204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nigel snapping away... Tiring... And Bear can still smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyysmNcShI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_LM7dSuoGTE/s1600-h/IMG_1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128670554909067794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyysmNcShI/AAAAAAAAAPA/_LM7dSuoGTE/s400/IMG_1205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Faizal taking a shot ala Beckham... Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyytGNcSiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/goPu7WlULzc/s1600-h/IMG_1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128670563499002402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyytGNcSiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/goPu7WlULzc/s400/IMG_1208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After soccer drink beer... Gopi, Gopi... Had dinner at Adam Road and off to Nigel's to watch Man U VS Arsenal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyxSmNcSfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Bfu0CAb2x3E/s1600-h/IMG_1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128669008720841202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyxSmNcSfI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Bfu0CAb2x3E/s400/IMG_1210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A day with the brothers is never complete without a gay moment... Here's one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyxS2NcSgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/M3zj83U2HnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128669013015808514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyxS2NcSgI/AAAAAAAAAO4/M3zj83U2HnQ/s400/IMG_1212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And another....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyywLWNcSdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ztkjeKg9WPw/s1600-h/IMG_1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128667784655161810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyywLWNcSdI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ztkjeKg9WPw/s400/IMG_1214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And another...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyywLmNcSeI/AAAAAAAAAOo/eovgPALch2k/s1600-h/IMG_1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128667788950129122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyywLmNcSeI/AAAAAAAAAOo/eovgPALch2k/s400/IMG_1223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feet fetish... Since the non-smoking law at hawker centres were passed, scenes like these are common around the premises...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyupmNcSbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/udGIdRbXenY/s1600-h/IMG_1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128666105322949042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyyupmNcSbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/udGIdRbXenY/s400/IMG_1218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Huat ah... Cigarettes, dessert, brothers.. And later soccer.. Haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryyup2NcScI/AAAAAAAAAOY/K_V1FowiQVQ/s1600-h/IMG_1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128666109617916354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryyup2NcScI/AAAAAAAAAOY/K_V1FowiQVQ/s400/IMG_1224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nick-I-Hate-Injuries-But-Prone-To-Them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryytw2NcSZI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Rvxvn8m72hg/s1600-h/IMG_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128665130365372818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryytw2NcSZI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Rvxvn8m72hg/s400/IMG_1233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eh, another gay moment... Seems Gopi is in all the gay moments... Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyytxWNcSaI/AAAAAAAAAOI/pmJporXdJDg/s1600-h/IMG_1236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128665138955307426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyytxWNcSaI/AAAAAAAAAOI/pmJporXdJDg/s400/IMG_1236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parting shot... Time to go back and start studying... Ok, after updating this blog... Not that clear though the pic... Sigh... Till next time...&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/1103112372415863611-4335716650032245524?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/4335716650032245524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=4335716650032245524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/4335716650032245524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/4335716650032245524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-good-break.html' title='What A Good Break'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Ryy1EGNcSlI/AAAAAAAAAPg/yL98g0kOKGA/s72-c/IMG_1193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-2365394770078413939</id><published>2007-10-31T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T23:22:50.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fugged Up Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiYiSc4cYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VEIwWu1MYSY/s1600-h/IMG_1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127515890597261698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiYiSc4cYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VEIwWu1MYSY/s400/IMG_1189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The smart mamats... They're going for a talk by Toshiba... Career-minded, no time no time... Anyway, it was a fucked up day... Pist off and super moody... And today is the deadline for the Malay Music assignments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiXwCc4cWI/AAAAAAAAANo/n47zsV8coec/s1600-h/IMG_1183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127515027308835170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiXwCc4cWI/AAAAAAAAANo/n47zsV8coec/s400/IMG_1183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's him, the man, didn't know that I knew him since I was 3. Had a talk and all until our conversation was killed by the arrival of the class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiXzyc4cXI/AAAAAAAAANw/vwbKrZH3TBw/s1600-h/IMG_1179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127515091733344626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiXzyc4cXI/AAAAAAAAANw/vwbKrZH3TBw/s400/IMG_1179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Semua mau amik gambar... Caught the people trying to get ready! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiWTic4cUI/AAAAAAAAANY/2cQoU0Olbc0/s1600-h/IMG_1180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127513438170935618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiWTic4cUI/AAAAAAAAANY/2cQoU0Olbc0/s400/IMG_1180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a sorta candid pose... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiWVic4cVI/AAAAAAAAANg/Fart8V-9s3w/s1600-h/IMG_1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127513472530674002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiWVic4cVI/AAAAAAAAANg/Fart8V-9s3w/s400/IMG_1178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the class pic... Will miss this class... Somehow today is a bad day... I dunno what to say...&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/1103112372415863611-2365394770078413939?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/2365394770078413939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=2365394770078413939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/2365394770078413939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/2365394770078413939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/fugged-up-day.html' title='Fugged Up Day'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyiYiSc4cYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/VEIwWu1MYSY/s72-c/IMG_1189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-5993661456885188794</id><published>2007-10-30T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T02:26:28.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah Sey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYj_ic4cTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/NMBXcuk9tAw/s1600-h/IMG_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126824800294564146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYj_ic4cTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/NMBXcuk9tAw/s400/IMG_1165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, time to start the day... Let's see how we change as the day turns to night... Starting so semangat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYiMSc4cRI/AAAAAAAAANA/hYT_OSa_Flk/s1600-h/IMG_1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126822820314640658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYiMSc4cRI/AAAAAAAAANA/hYT_OSa_Flk/s400/IMG_1166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wan, psyching  himself up for Fluids quiz... Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYiOSc4cSI/AAAAAAAAANI/U0ISyic6s98/s1600-h/IMG_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126822854674379042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYiOSc4cSI/AAAAAAAAANI/U0ISyic6s98/s400/IMG_1167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Long day in the CAD/CAM Lab, dying at SAC at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYfyCc4cPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QJJJHHzex0Q/s1600-h/IMG_1171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126820170319818994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYfyCc4cPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QJJJHHzex0Q/s400/IMG_1171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wan literally trying to "digest" his notes... Heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYf1Sc4cQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/AfgrwqTE7j8/s1600-h/IMG_1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126820226154393858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYf1Sc4cQI/AAAAAAAAAM4/AfgrwqTE7j8/s400/IMG_1176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; End of day.. All no energy... Balik time&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/1103112372415863611-5993661456885188794?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/5993661456885188794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=5993661456885188794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5993661456885188794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5993661456885188794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/wah-sey.html' title='Wah Sey'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyYj_ic4cTI/AAAAAAAAANQ/NMBXcuk9tAw/s72-c/IMG_1165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-4060483169612753622</id><published>2007-10-27T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:24:39.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Nite Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMPGCc4cOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/P-r3zEJ5-6g/s1600-h/IMG_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125957397289398498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMPGCc4cOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/P-r3zEJ5-6g/s400/IMG_1130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Arrival at Arab Street. Prior to this we were at Orchard, where I collected my wallet from my woman at her workplace. We went around following Noh, who was looking for a nice shirt for a special function, Haha... Ate at The Village at HMV and stuffed ourselves with seafood, crepes and waffles. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMOUyc4cMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Jo7sQaezesY/s1600-h/IMG_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125956551180841154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMOUyc4cMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Jo7sQaezesY/s400/IMG_1131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awaiting the arrival of Nigel. Do what else but drink mint tea and play cards and lose then do stupid forfeits. Haha... Like a bunch of yuppies... Nothing better to do... But yeah, had fun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMOVSc4cNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wfnZr6HDOb8/s1600-h/IMG_1134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125956559770775762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMOVSc4cNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wfnZr6HDOb8/s400/IMG_1134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haji Lane at night... Shadow of humanity in the backalley of life... Heh...  "Coming Or Going...?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMMkyc4cKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YDrPbwzubrQ/s1600-h/IMG_1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125954627035492514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMMkyc4cKI/AAAAAAAAAMI/YDrPbwzubrQ/s400/IMG_1162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then after a round of hearts, which was damn close and one which eventually Noh lost (drinks on him later...), we set off fo JB for shisha and food and petrol. Nigel parks his car at a residential carpark at Woodlands (BMW bring into JB ah? Crazy ah?) and we all set off in Noh's car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMMlCc4cLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/P-O1sVEQ8NY/s1600-h/IMG_1163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125954631330459826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMMlCc4cLI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/P-O1sVEQ8NY/s400/IMG_1163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nigel's hungry... Easy there bro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMLFyc4cII/AAAAAAAAAL4/ujeMj4jjNEg/s1600-h/IMG_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125952994947920002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMLFyc4cII/AAAAAAAAAL4/ujeMj4jjNEg/s400/IMG_1152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noh and Imran horsing around... I think Noh's asking for favours and Imran's contemplating... Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMLGSc4cJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/0SHwRDDnhLE/s1600-h/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125953003537854610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMLGSc4cJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/0SHwRDDnhLE/s400/IMG_1155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, on the way there... Cam ran out of batt and thus no more pics... Had a great time though... What more to ask for...? Good company, good food and a good time...&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/1103112372415863611-4060483169612753622?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/4060483169612753622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=4060483169612753622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/4060483169612753622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/4060483169612753622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/nite-out.html' title='A Nite Out'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyMPGCc4cOI/AAAAAAAAAMo/P-r3zEJ5-6g/s72-c/IMG_1130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-3401463704653150306</id><published>2007-10-25T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:05:15.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start Of Mugging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyC84yc4cFI/AAAAAAAAALg/P6Z5FmzEOu0/s1600-h/IMG_1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125304059749232722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyC84yc4cFI/AAAAAAAAALg/P6Z5FmzEOu0/s400/IMG_1121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giving a I'm-A-Slut pose... Haha... Well, here we were at SAC, our normal study place. Come exam period, we'd be there mugging day in and day out... This is the real grind... Amacam, mancung tak nose I~? Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyC85Sc4cGI/AAAAAAAAALo/zQYDRYID2yE/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125304068339167330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyC85Sc4cGI/AAAAAAAAALo/zQYDRYID2yE/s400/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's wrong with this pic? Ok, 1 scenario would be:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amirul: &lt;em&gt;Look, this is how big mine is!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nas: &lt;em&gt;(Thinking) Heh, that's a small one...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Indra: &lt;em&gt;Really? (And looks down at Amirul's crotch for confirmation...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr Maintenance: &lt;em&gt;What're we doing here? I live at Pasir Ris and stay back late to hear this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyC85yc4cHI/AAAAAAAAALw/_-AnZP_njMc/s1600-h/IMG_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125304076929101938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyC85yc4cHI/AAAAAAAAALw/_-AnZP_njMc/s400/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're happy cos it's time to go back and rest... Next day is another story....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-3401463704653150306?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/3401463704653150306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=3401463704653150306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/3401463704653150306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/3401463704653150306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/start-of-mugging.html' title='The Start Of Mugging'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RyC84yc4cFI/AAAAAAAAALg/P6Z5FmzEOu0/s72-c/IMG_1121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-8463499402187879045</id><published>2007-10-23T20:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T20:57:44.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh Tired... Have A Break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rx3vOR2Mi7I/AAAAAAAAALY/tWd2N64Lv7U/s1600-h/School.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124514979605416882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rx3vOR2Mi7I/AAAAAAAAALY/tWd2N64Lv7U/s400/School.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the study people! Wan is doing his design with his group mates, thus the absence. Just take pic cos when else to take? Memories doks.... Back to studying... Random entry... Tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-8463499402187879045?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/8463499402187879045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=8463499402187879045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8463499402187879045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8463499402187879045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/eh-tired-have-break.html' title='Eh Tired... Have A Break...'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rx3vOR2Mi7I/AAAAAAAAALY/tWd2N64Lv7U/s72-c/School.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-6174457447160033893</id><published>2007-10-22T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T17:11:13.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla Bla Bla...</title><content type='html'>Yay! My woman's coming back today! Right now I'm waiting for Ahmad in the library. I'm taking a break from doing my part of the design project. Panic is beginning to creep in as I looked at the calendar. 3 more weeks to exams. What can I do...? What do I start off with...? Haha... The clouds are super nice today... Unfortunately I didn't bring my cam... I still have to do my FYP literature review. MY GOD! I need a miracle... Ramblings of a messed up head. Sigh... Anyway, soccer on Saturday went great! Body still aching. Realised I've not been playing for damn long. The Boks won the World Cup, but it was a really boring game. All kicks. Sians... Man U played superbly well, winning 4-1 in the away game against Aston Villa. Rooney's scoring form is slowly but surely returning. Oh ya! It's Fahmi's birthday today! Happy 24th Birthday Kels! Hehe... I love you! Well, time to get back to my work... Waiting for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-6174457447160033893?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/6174457447160033893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=6174457447160033893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/6174457447160033893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/6174457447160033893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/bla-bla-bla.html' title='Bla Bla Bla...'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-8988319056118698064</id><published>2007-10-21T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:21:03.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks A Million Casey!</title><content type='html'>My bro Casey managed to get me the song I was looking for!!! Wooo yey.... I uploaded it and it should play within a few seconds. The Imeem control bar is on the right and scroll down to find it. Should be the last item. Thanks BRO! I owe you one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-8988319056118698064?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/8988319056118698064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=8988319056118698064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8988319056118698064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8988319056118698064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/thanks-million-casey.html' title='Thanks A Million Casey!'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-167627647372149404</id><published>2007-10-20T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:40:58.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Request!</title><content type='html'>Eh, if anyone of you have the following song, please pass to me... Been looking for it for ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 88&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Belong To Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-167627647372149404?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/167627647372149404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=167627647372149404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/167627647372149404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/167627647372149404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/song-request.html' title='Song Request!'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-5646109331965849182</id><published>2007-10-19T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T00:27:03.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Promised...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjU-R2Mi5I/AAAAAAAAALI/WqoNUhB-bR8/s1600-h/IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123078742541634450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjU-R2Mi5I/AAAAAAAAALI/WqoNUhB-bR8/s400/IMG_0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, here are the raya pics I promised... This is a pic of the sisters. All grown up and "dah tak dengar cakap abang eh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjU_B2Mi6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/M226F5qk_dk/s1600-h/IMG_0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123078755426536354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjU_B2Mi6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/M226F5qk_dk/s400/IMG_0991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The family, first time all in the same colour. Not used to it and never will be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjTWx2Mi3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Xyg6t-AcDaQ/s1600-h/2007_1015Image0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123076964425173874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjTWx2Mi3I/AAAAAAAAAK4/Xyg6t-AcDaQ/s400/2007_1015Image0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eh, Monday already...?? Outside Wee Nam's bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjTXx2Mi4I/AAAAAAAAALA/HYLHmhFwMnE/s1600-h/IMG_1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123076981605043074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjTXx2Mi4I/AAAAAAAAALA/HYLHmhFwMnE/s400/IMG_1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apa nie? Eh, *fweet*, *fweet*, Que Pasol, Que Pasol! Apa buat gang? Sapa bunuh diri? Well, Najib, right most in picture, planned for all of the 2004 entrance batch to wear baju melayu and take pictures together2. So here we are, siap with samping and all... Everyone's snapping away like nobody's business. Unfortunately, not everyone's there. It's a good time to meet up and again be part of the big group which started out together as blur freshies. But no time dok, "lupakan saja", Fluids mau letak mana. So it was back to studying after the photo-taking session. And yes, whole day in baju melayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjSMx2Mi1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/hVOxi48ZRkw/s1600-h/IMG_1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123075693114854226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjSMx2Mi1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/hVOxi48ZRkw/s400/IMG_1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Best Friends" - The Boyan-Jepun Connection, Yin &amp;amp; Yang, you name it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjSNR2Mi2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/kG_ZDATXw1M/s1600-h/2007_1015Image0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123075701704788834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjSNR2Mi2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/kG_ZDATXw1M/s400/2007_1015Image0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Budak2 D.O.T.A. Owning, Triple Kill...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjPfB2MizI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wLpTICjtKC0/s1600-h/IMG_1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123072708112583474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjPfB2MizI/AAAAAAAAAKY/wLpTICjtKC0/s400/IMG_1060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The abangs2 dok... Heh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjPgR2Mi0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/PCKGHOEV1OE/s1600-h/IMG_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123072729587419970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjPgR2Mi0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/PCKGHOEV1OE/s400/IMG_1070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And out of the blue, another gay moment. Alfian and Wan seem to be enjoying it, Alvin seems to be wanting to escape... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjJFx2MixI/AAAAAAAAAKI/o4ccnsQPwuc/s1600-h/IMG_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123065677251119890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjJFx2MixI/AAAAAAAAAKI/o4ccnsQPwuc/s400/IMG_1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Mats again... Apa buat lagi...? Duduk kat tangga jugak... *fweet*, "Minah, Minah! Mana chicken wing aku order Minah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjJGh2MiyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FBPdYaqnHmE/s1600-h/RAYA+Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123065690136021794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjJGh2MiyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FBPdYaqnHmE/s400/RAYA+Group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the group picture. I posted this earlier but this is of higher resolution for those of you who wanna grab it untuk buat kenangan ke, buat bahan ke atau apa ke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Fluids quiz was a disappointment. Don't wanna talk bout it except for the fact that I experienced a mental block. Wow, never felt that way before. So I guess it does exist. Anyway, my woman's left for KL... Gonna miss her terribly... Sigh... Haven't seen the bros for damn long, soccer tomorrow... Time for a good rest and get rid of this bugging flu once and for all... Off to sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As promised, you're always on my mind... Return to me safely love..." - Me (Ya la, me la, then who else said that?)&lt;/em&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/1103112372415863611-5646109331965849182?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/5646109331965849182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=5646109331965849182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5646109331965849182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5646109331965849182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/as-promised.html' title='As Promised...'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxjU-R2Mi5I/AAAAAAAAALI/WqoNUhB-bR8/s72-c/IMG_0989.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-5219003536580798390</id><published>2007-10-18T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T00:24:18.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy, Busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxeGux2MiwI/AAAAAAAAAKA/xS2311NDIr0/s1600-h/1_370600600l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122711239369984770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxeGux2MiwI/AAAAAAAAAKA/xS2311NDIr0/s400/1_370600600l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I apologise to the people who read my blog and expect it to be updated (especially my brother, Gopi). I've been real busy cos I'm studying for a killer quiz. Yes, 14 hours a day studying in school, everyday for the past 5 days (2nd day of Raya onwards!!!), has taken a toll on me. A flu has been bugging me for the whole period and to top it all off, my woman's going to Malaysia for her cousins' engagement ceremonies over this coming weekend... Anyway, lotsa pics were taken on Raya and on Monday, took group photo in school in baju melayu, hehehe... Kinda uncomfortable though cos had to put up with the heat the whole day. Kudos to Najib for planning the whole photo-taking thing; it's all part of the path to a memorable Year. For now, I can only put up the group photo. After my Fluids quiz later today, Friday dammit, I promise to put up lotsa pics. Anyway, the last Malay Music class was on Wednesday. Kinda sad cos it's the most fun class I'm having, or should I say had, this sem... Sigh... Be missing lotsa ppl... Anyway, time to sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-5219003536580798390?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/5219003536580798390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=5219003536580798390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5219003536580798390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5219003536580798390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, Busy, Busy...'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RxeGux2MiwI/AAAAAAAAAKA/xS2311NDIr0/s72-c/1_370600600l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-5231571802188873414</id><published>2007-10-12T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T22:06:20.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri Kepada Semua, Harap Maafkan Ku Zahir &amp; Batin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw97NNYBs8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WPawYlFqGMU/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120446768202494914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw97NNYBs8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WPawYlFqGMU/s400/IMG_0912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, my woman and I were waiting for buka at Marina Square. So while waiting the missus and I took some pics. I took a pic of a group of Mats and Minahs eating, drinking and smoking but I feel it's distasteful to publish it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw96u9YBs7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/0MiTNXbiZRc/s1600-h/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120446248511452082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw96u9YBs7I/AAAAAAAAAJw/0MiTNXbiZRc/s400/IMG_0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some whirly patterns and oh, look closer and you'll see the cigarette ash from the people I was talking of earlier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw96BtYBs5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/-Q_aOlyaNfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120445471122371474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw96BtYBs5I/AAAAAAAAAJg/-Q_aOlyaNfQ/s400/IMG_0899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snap, snap snap...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw96B9YBs6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/cd_NRWUtr4s/s1600-h/IMG_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120445475417338786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw96B9YBs6I/AAAAAAAAAJo/cd_NRWUtr4s/s400/IMG_0909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see that? Look closer! Can you see Spiderman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw9479YBs3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r7-Ncg9K1gU/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120444272826495858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw9479YBs3I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/r7-Ncg9K1gU/s400/IMG_0908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SEE?! Oh my god... But Spiderman's been infected with the black Alien stuff... Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw948dYBs4I/AAAAAAAAAJY/i1rq7GlOFkA/s1600-h/IMG_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120444281416430466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw948dYBs4I/AAAAAAAAAJY/i1rq7GlOFkA/s400/IMG_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, you can guess where we broke our fast... My woman had her hair made... Nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw93n9YBs1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/SLMyxd3RWJE/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120442829717484370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw93n9YBs1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/SLMyxd3RWJE/s400/IMG_0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After eating, what else to do but relax and enjoy the breeze and scenery...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw93o9YBs2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/tv6nMEcF_ow/s1600-h/IMG_0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120442846897353570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw93o9YBs2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/tv6nMEcF_ow/s400/IMG_0952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a stick of ciggie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw91VtYBszI/AAAAAAAAAIw/OZhz_wzsMUk/s1600-h/IMG_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw91ZNYBs0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/iJxwzz6BFVY/s1600-h/IMG_0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120440377291158338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw91ZNYBs0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/iJxwzz6BFVY/s400/IMG_0965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the midst of the city, we felt we were alone... Just us and no one else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was yesterday. Today, I had a surprise make-up surprise quiz. Haha... Yeah, double whammy... That means I had 3 quizzes this week... Don't know how I survived... Damn... I mean, thank God... And one more thing, I love Prof Arun Kumar... He's like a ray of human kindness shining thru my horrible week... And we sat in his office and bitched about Roger Jiao. We both felt he's crazy and needed treatment. That's 1 prof I'll never forget. And yes, it's Hari Raya... Time for reflection and recounting the gratitude towards what's given to me and whatever I've lost... In this festivity of forgiveness, I seek yours, with my deepest sincerity...&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/1103112372415863611-5231571802188873414?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/5231571802188873414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=5231571802188873414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5231571802188873414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5231571802188873414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/selamat-hari-raya-aidilfitri-kepada.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri Kepada Semua, Harap Maafkan Ku Zahir &amp; Batin'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rw97NNYBs8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WPawYlFqGMU/s72-c/IMG_0912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-846796128989799096</id><published>2007-10-10T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T20:50:09.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al-Tired Wal Bang Bang</title><content type='html'>Today marks the end of an especially hectic week... Had 2 quizzes, both of which I just managed to pass... Sigh... Still awaiting the results of my logistics test which I sat for before the so-called "term break". Arun Kumar like never in his office. Must be rummaging some dustbin, and pls, he does do that! In lecture some more... Just to find a piece of transparency which HE threw away the WEEK BEFORE. Funny part was, he did find it. Haha... Was listening to lagu2 raya which I downloaded. Miss my woman... So damn tired... Lucky and unlucky today cos no Malay Music class cos The Man went to China... Lucky cos I was feeling damn tired and wanted to go back and sleep. Unlucky cos... Hmmm... Why unlucky? I wanna go back to sleep. Waiting for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-846796128989799096?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/846796128989799096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=846796128989799096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/846796128989799096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/846796128989799096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/al-tired-wal-bang-bang.html' title='Al-Tired Wal Bang Bang'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-4023209534081769952</id><published>2007-10-07T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T16:45:15.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Confiscated My Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwiWtNYBsxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/JWmqkcX2THs/s1600-h/ronaldotevez_jw_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118506679935283986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwiWtNYBsxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/JWmqkcX2THs/s400/ronaldotevez_jw_e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First things first, Manchester United's back in business with a 4-0 butter-smacking-slap-on-the -ass of Wigan... Heh... Was feeling frustrated with Man U's play and all the 1-0 please-let-the-game-end-now-before-they-score-the-equaliser wins... Tevez whose goddamn-it-useless-Argentinian-whose-transfer-was-damn-tedious-and-frustrating-but-ended-in-a-flop-of-a-buy performance showed grit and determination in the match and was rewarded with a goal. Wayne I'm-gonna-smack-the-ref's-face-till-he-drops-and-continue-to-kick-him-when-he's-on-the-floor-then-piss-on-him-when-i'm-satisfied Rooney scored his first goal of the season, if I'm not wrong. Ronaldo scored 2, and tried as he might, he could not get that elusive hat trick, the closest chance being Nani's half-hearted-I-don't-want-my-fellow-countryman-to-get-his-hat-trick pass in the box. Well, hope they continue in this fashion although the injury list is getting to be too much of a worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwiWtdYBsyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2IjDeAtIdFg/s1600-h/DSC00325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118506684230251298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwiWtdYBsyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2IjDeAtIdFg/s400/DSC00325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In school now, studying for my Automation quiz tomorrow, scared and thinking of Nano quiz on Wed; I haven't touched it at all... Makes me wanna cry like a bitch... My woman's at home, making kuih tart for raya, which is at the end of this coming week. Feels so fast and so not-the-meriah. She sent me an mms of the kuih tarts (sorry if you feel I'm grammatically wrong) and got my mouth watering. Kuih tart is my favourite kuih! Sigh, can't wait to get the kuih tart from her cos she promised me some... Back to studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-4023209534081769952?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/4023209534081769952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=4023209534081769952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/4023209534081769952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/4023209534081769952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/school-confiscated-my-sunday.html' title='School Confiscated My Sunday...'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwiWtNYBsxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/JWmqkcX2THs/s72-c/ronaldotevez_jw_e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-7656311825817887983</id><published>2007-10-05T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T02:04:17.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIMFF - Thank God It's Mother-F*&amp;^*&amp;G Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZlnNyUIdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/udoTUui_qJw/s1600-h/IMG_0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117889750943146450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZlnNyUIdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/udoTUui_qJw/s400/IMG_0856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like I said, it was a relatively bad week... Stressed up in school. Had nasi ambeng yesterday and I think it gave me a bad tummy ache today. Almost screwed my plans of having a pleasant evening with my woman... It was the only time for me to unwind and spend quality time with her before returning to the old grind. Indra was nice enough to offer me a lift but I only decided to carry on the plans way later... Thanks bro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZkwdyUIbI/AAAAAAAAAII/hHtxdXHUhNw/s1600-h/IMG_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117888810345308594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZkwdyUIbI/AAAAAAAAAII/hHtxdXHUhNw/s400/IMG_0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sun was setting behind the Esplanade. Was at one end of Marina Square and had to rush off to the other end where the Seoul Garden was. Tick tock tick tock ala the drama 24.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZkw9yUIcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/POH5imyaHoI/s1600-h/IMG_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117888818935243202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZkw9yUIcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/POH5imyaHoI/s400/IMG_0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Due to our efficiency, we were able to get what we needed for buka just in time. Can't wait to tuck in. When we arrived, we saw a group of Mats who just ate and were going off... And I quote the Japanese, "Ini semua masing masing..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZi0NyUIZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/a2eGOCFET5M/s1600-h/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117886675746562450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZi0NyUIZI/AAAAAAAAAH4/a2eGOCFET5M/s400/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a lazy boy and wants to be pampered. Hehe, she's cooking for ME! Time check, 3 more min to buka. Hurry love, hurry... Feed me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZi1dyUIaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/JJVD1WZGZmI/s1600-h/IMG_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117886697221398946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZi1dyUIaI/AAAAAAAAAIA/JJVD1WZGZmI/s400/IMG_0870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some add-ons to the tomyam soup. The plan was to be the last to leave so that we ate as much as we could and take our time in doing so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZgmdyUIXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CRNxkvSW7WU/s1600-h/IMG_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117884240500105586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZgmdyUIXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/CRNxkvSW7WU/s400/IMG_0874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Objective: The bowl of soup, 360 deg assault, taking down the enemy 1 piece at a time. We will start immediately when the sun sets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZgpdyUIYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/q0fYBL5amrk/s1600-h/IMG_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117884292039713154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZgpdyUIYI/AAAAAAAAAHw/q0fYBL5amrk/s400/IMG_0877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So sweet... Very yummy... Bubbly personality... Leaves me wanting more... What drink is this? Hehe... Kidding love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZfedyUIVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ifjMFuuEGPA/s1600-h/IMG_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117883003549524306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZfedyUIVI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ifjMFuuEGPA/s400/IMG_0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now THAT is the nicest combi of ice-cream. I love yam ice-cream to the max, ever since primary school. And she added peach- and raspberry-flavoured ice-cream too... At this point, we were both very full... Looks like our plan failed. We were the first people to leave Seoul Garden... Well, go relek at Esplanade then while digesting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZfe9yUIWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/A8jU5I3d4LM/s1600-h/IMG_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117883012139458914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZfe9yUIWI/AAAAAAAAAHg/A8jU5I3d4LM/s400/IMG_0884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Was trying out night shots and I didn't realise that those 2 baduaks were in the pic until I got home. Birds! Anyway, was trying to get the shutter speed right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZeZ9yUITI/AAAAAAAAAHI/42UcQU66ZEU/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117881826728485170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZeZ9yUITI/AAAAAAAAAHI/42UcQU66ZEU/s400/IMG_0888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The missus snapped this one... It was taken from the Esplanade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZeaNyUIUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cw-yvaJMMjU/s1600-h/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117881831023452482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZeaNyUIUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/cw-yvaJMMjU/s400/IMG_0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The missus snapped this one too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZcX9yUIQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ucI0tEn0koo/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117879593345491202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZcX9yUIQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ucI0tEn0koo/s400/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this one... Gotta say looks nicer than what I snapped earlier... Was a cloudy night and the effect of the reflected lights off the clouds is surprisingly nice... What say you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZcYdyUIRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G7h9aVUVgWE/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117879601935425810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZcYdyUIRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/G7h9aVUVgWE/s400/IMG_0893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, tata~, end of the evening... My stomach is still raw from the tummyache. Oh ya! She baked me cookies, haven't taken pics of them yet, but they're nicer than Famous Amos'. Off to enjoy them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-7656311825817887983?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/7656311825817887983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=7656311825817887983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/7656311825817887983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/7656311825817887983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/tgimff-thank-god-its-mother-f-friday.html' title='TGIMFF - Thank God It&apos;s Mother-F*&amp;^*&amp;G Friday'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwZlnNyUIdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/udoTUui_qJw/s72-c/IMG_0856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-5825152556428500919</id><published>2007-10-04T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T22:59:41.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complain Complain Complain... Nau Hia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwT6mtyUIOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DdWuA-L7gA4/s1600-h/IMG_0847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117490619632328930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwT6mtyUIOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DdWuA-L7gA4/s400/IMG_0847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My prof comm group after our presentation. Ppl said I was too "cocky" during my presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, had a meeting today with Prof Muru and he said I must have my Chapters 1 and 2 for my FYP done before the exam starts. Damn! That's the Intro and Lit Review man and I still haven't finished reading my journals. Plus the PhD student I'm supposed to work with is always busy. Had to study Automation cos next week I've got Automation and Nano quiz. Raya looks burnt to me due to the killer Fluids quiz on 19th. Ahmad and I were stuck at the bus stop due to the crowd of ppl from Can A (These ppl were from the ministerial forum), so we had to walk all the way there from CS bus stop. Overall a bad day. When I got off the bus I saw that Ahmad had a pained look on his face, thought that he was sad I was leaving him for the day till I realised that one of the construction workers from Bangladesh was sitting beside him, on the seat which I occupied... Hehe... Guess the pained look was due to his sensitive, smell-it-all nose...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then I remembered I'm gonna buka at Seoul Garden tomorrow with my woman, hehe, and she baked cookies for me. SO YAY! At least something to look forward to. And feels a lot better now cos I have my new glasses and can see when I'm at home... Waiting for her to come home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quote of the day: &lt;em&gt;Girls and computers not a good combi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: I did not say the quote of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/1103112372415863611-5825152556428500919?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/5825152556428500919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=5825152556428500919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5825152556428500919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/5825152556428500919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/complain-complain-complain-nau-hia.html' title='Complain Complain Complain... Nau Hia...'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/RwT6mtyUIOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DdWuA-L7gA4/s72-c/IMG_0847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-2450265965288923218</id><published>2007-10-04T05:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T05:48:34.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartman Is The Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/1uVA7iEtPss' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/1uVA7iEtPss'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Screw you guys, home...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-2450265965288923218?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/2450265965288923218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=2450265965288923218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/2450265965288923218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/2450265965288923218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/cartman-is-man.html' title='Cartman Is The Man'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-3402863091473499940</id><published>2007-10-04T05:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T05:47:39.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eric Cartman Says: </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Ppm3MIsqsK4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Ppm3MIsqsK4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Screw you guys, I'm going home!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-3402863091473499940?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/3402863091473499940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=3402863091473499940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/3402863091473499940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/3402863091473499940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/eric-cartman-says.html' title='Eric Cartman Says: '/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-8993908860377598758</id><published>2007-10-04T05:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T05:50:53.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Is Of The Essence</title><content type='html'>Sighz.... Been real busy... And I'm feeling real stressed up with school. Quizzes and projects; the preparations for these are really getting to me... Just had sahur and felt really bad sleeping early yesterday cos my baby was feeling down... Sorry hon... Gonna go back to sleep and wait for her to wake up and call me then do my FYP readings before meeting Prof Muru. Knns... Sianz to the max... One of these days, during one of my project meetings I'm just gonna do a Cartman (from Southpark) and get up and say: "Screw you guys, I'm going home...". He's my favourite character cos he rips on ppl all the time especially Kyle, "Kyle, YOU JOO! J-O-O, JOO!". (Jew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sleep... Waiting for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-8993908860377598758?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/8993908860377598758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=8993908860377598758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8993908860377598758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/8993908860377598758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-is-of-essence.html' title='Time Is Of The Essence'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-6193960896297796550</id><published>2007-09-30T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T03:05:14.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Random Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6eGtyUINI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FCwzXKMwpLQ/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115700064946495698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6eGtyUINI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FCwzXKMwpLQ/s400/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Decided to go explore NTU with Wan and Fahmi one day, before going to buy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;food for buka at Selera Ramadhan. Went up the MLT roof, yes, damn scary but rewarding view! We decided to take some pics up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6dXNyUIJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gw9cqNSWvzY/s1600-h/IMG_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115699248902709394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6dXNyUIJI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Gw9cqNSWvzY/s400/IMG_0734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kings of the World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Journey to the West?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6dXtyUIKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/r9NGWo-bBCU/s1600-h/IMG_0735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115699257492644002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6dXtyUIKI/AAAAAAAAAGI/r9NGWo-bBCU/s400/IMG_0735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fahmi and Wan doing a jump shot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6dX9yUILI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1pAA5rEpDiw/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115699261787611314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6dX9yUILI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1pAA5rEpDiw/s400/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying an artistic pose. Hehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6dYdyUIMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PZP1C3AnRAc/s1600-h/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115699270377545922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6dYdyUIMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PZP1C3AnRAc/s400/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got my food at Selera Ramadhan. While waiting for the rest to get back to Indra's car, I snapped this pic. Makes me feel relaxed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6bE9yUIGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5p3bzg376J8/s1600-h/IMG_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115696736346841186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6bE9yUIGI/AAAAAAAAAFo/5p3bzg376J8/s400/IMG_0550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Gopi near Arab Street before heading to Nigel's cos the guys wanna play poker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice place to take pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6bFNyUIHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yHk5atTsX_M/s1600-h/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115696740641808498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6bFNyUIHI/AAAAAAAAAFw/yHk5atTsX_M/s400/IMG_0560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying out some close-up shots while the bruddas play poker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6bFdyUIII/AAAAAAAAAF4/4SJShNYP9l4/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115696744936775810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6bFdyUIII/AAAAAAAAAF4/4SJShNYP9l4/s400/IMG_0838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eh, teasing smile... Hehehehehe....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-6193960896297796550?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/6193960896297796550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=6193960896297796550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/6193960896297796550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/6193960896297796550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/09/some-random-pics.html' title='Some Random Pics'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv6eGtyUINI/AAAAAAAAAGg/FCwzXKMwpLQ/s72-c/IMG_0733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-4647023289839240021</id><published>2007-09-28T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T02:15:57.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sri Warisan Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0-hNyUH5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/MvzIC7Jtuec/s1600-h/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115313492120051602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0-hNyUH5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/MvzIC7Jtuec/s320/IMG_0757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the sign for the small library found on the 2nd floor of the Sri Warisan Studio. Tad boring the place though the class was a crack as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0-hdyUH6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/xNl65lhnFg0/s1600-h/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115313496415018914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0-hdyUH6I/AAAAAAAAAEI/xNl65lhnFg0/s320/IMG_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Eh lu ada mancis? Mancis la... Lu ada?" This is my other half... HAHAHA... The other half of the Double Dragon Brothers. We're forever squabbling like small kids.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0-h9yUH7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sxnzdtOqvJk/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115313505004953522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0-h9yUH7I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sxnzdtOqvJk/s320/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stairway to heaven? Haha, far from it. Someone in my class owns a DSLR man... A Canon EOS 350D! So the jealous, haha... But make do with my Powershot...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0-iNyUH8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/3L6wVkn4K4c/s1600-h/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115313509299920834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0-iNyUH8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/3L6wVkn4K4c/s320/IMG_0764.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How the hell to play this thing? What is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv08jdyUH3I/AAAAAAAAADw/nVEP4yoBmT8/s1600-h/IMG_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115311331751501682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv08jdyUH3I/AAAAAAAAADw/nVEP4yoBmT8/s320/IMG_0762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Careful, it's not a weapon brudda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv08j9yUH4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/JOQgXXDKy1U/s1600-h/IMG_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115311340341436290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv08j9yUH4I/AAAAAAAAAD4/JOQgXXDKy1U/s320/IMG_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Man's Gotta Do What A Man's Forced To Do, HEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv07otyUH2I/AAAAAAAAADo/1-bEPU3sCoM/s1600-h/IMG_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115310322434187106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv07otyUH2I/AAAAAAAAADo/1-bEPU3sCoM/s320/IMG_0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A group picture of the most happening class in NIE, that's right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then after this pic we all left and never meet each other again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until BUKA time that is... Had to walk to Arab F^%^&amp;amp;% Street. And somehow I got the blame for saying it's a 15 min walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, I DID NOT SAY IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Secondly, it was CIKGU who said it! I love that guy... Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0649yUHzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZnHAxI_Vlx8/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309502095433522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0649yUHzI/AAAAAAAAADQ/ZnHAxI_Vlx8/s320/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; During the "15 min" walk, I snapped with my cam. Took a shot at traffic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simply love red, dunno why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv065NyUH0I/AAAAAAAAADY/SPAgGVORy8c/s1600-h/IMG_0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309506390400834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv065NyUH0I/AAAAAAAAADY/SPAgGVORy8c/s320/IMG_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally a glimpse of Raffles Hospital, indicating the end of the "15 min" walk!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv065dyUH1I/AAAAAAAAADg/SnnzGu1s05k/s1600-h/IMG_0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115309510685368146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv065dyUH1I/AAAAAAAAADg/SnnzGu1s05k/s320/IMG_0780.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saw this chapel which I thought would look nice in B&amp;amp;W. So that's how I made it look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv05styUHyI/AAAAAAAAADI/x2z15Rgs8gk/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115308192130408226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv05styUHyI/AAAAAAAAADI/x2z15Rgs8gk/s320/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got seats at Kampung Glam Cafe courtesy of the bikers, Alfi and Jo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People so rajin go queue to buy food while I order from the Pakcik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv05T9yUHxI/AAAAAAAAADA/hGOixhJEDdw/s1600-h/IMG_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115307766928645906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv05T9yUHxI/AAAAAAAAADA/hGOixhJEDdw/s320/IMG_0788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for buka!!! Still see sunlight though... Sigh, wait long long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0479yUHwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/V8pefy9SaU0/s1600-h/IMG_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115307354611785474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0479yUHwI/AAAAAAAAAC4/V8pefy9SaU0/s320/IMG_0791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What I had for buka, Mee Goreng Basah Wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv04ZtyUHvI/AAAAAAAAACw/s6rd9ei9ttY/s1600-h/IMG_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115306766201265906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv04ZtyUHvI/AAAAAAAAACw/s6rd9ei9ttY/s320/IMG_0795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time to say goodbye to the classmates and off to meet Muthu for shopping or movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv037tyUHuI/AAAAAAAAACo/1slW-EreEoA/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115306250805190370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv037tyUHuI/AAAAAAAAACo/1slW-EreEoA/s320/IMG_0807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Which in the end turn out to be a sushi picnic near the fountain of wealth where we said knn and ccb a lot bout the taxi drivers. Cos they pissed us off. Cos I forgot why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv03MNyUHtI/AAAAAAAAACg/4nEQIy1ygS8/s1600-h/IMG_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115305434761404114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv03MNyUHtI/AAAAAAAAACg/4nEQIy1ygS8/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this pic would turn out great but it was a little too fuzzy to my liking. Still, I wanna post it cos I thought it would turn out great. But it's still too fuzzy for my liking. Say what..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well that was a long day. Baby's working nite... Miss her loads...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-4647023289839240021?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/4647023289839240021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=4647023289839240021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/4647023289839240021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/4647023289839240021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/09/sri-warisan-trip.html' title='Sri Warisan Trip'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv0-hNyUH5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/MvzIC7Jtuec/s72-c/IMG_0757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-890522086895650360</id><published>2007-09-28T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:52:59.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Saturday Soccer Pics Of The Bruddas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv5YStyUIFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BfN8dczslmo/s1600-h/IMG_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115623305290981458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv5YStyUIFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BfN8dczslmo/s320/IMG_0650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The usual suspects...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1IxdyUICI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pzKvfYCPa6M/s1600-h/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115324766409203746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1IxdyUICI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pzKvfYCPa6M/s320/IMG_0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some stretching before soccer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1IHdyUH_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FmLig0JF9Wg/s1600-h/IMG_0648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115324044854697970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1IHdyUH_I/AAAAAAAAAEw/FmLig0JF9Wg/s320/IMG_0648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So that he can juggle the ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1IHtyUIAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/51a4P5Xy7Qo/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115324049149665282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1IHtyUIAI/AAAAAAAAAE4/51a4P5Xy7Qo/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He thinks he can do better...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1IIdyUIBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ql26uO4E4ew/s1600-h/IMG_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115324062034567186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1IIdyUIBI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ql26uO4E4ew/s320/IMG_0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The after-soccer makan time! But before that sharing a gay moment to build up the appetite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1GZ9yUH9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/a40MX-RmBqs/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115322163659022290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1GZ9yUH9I/AAAAAAAAAEg/a40MX-RmBqs/s320/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Water lost playing soccer = 200 ml&lt;br /&gt;Water gained during dinner = 1.5 l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1GaNyUH-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/9BA6JNbNctw/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115322167953989602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1GaNyUH-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/9BA6JNbNctw/s320/IMG_0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After watching Tonga almost mauling the Springboks, we headed for supper at Adam Road where we played hearts and I lost and had to pay for drinks and then we went home and I showered before heading to bed to sleep cos I was tired from playing soccer while I was fasting full stop&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/1103112372415863611-890522086895650360?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/890522086895650360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=890522086895650360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/890522086895650360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/890522086895650360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/09/some-saturday-soccer-pics-of-bruddas.html' title='Some Saturday Soccer Pics Of The Bruddas'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp2.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv5YStyUIFI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BfN8dczslmo/s72-c/IMG_0650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103112372415863611.post-6001182567177188246</id><published>2007-09-28T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T02:47:33.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My One, My Only</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1L9NyUIDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3UsvxjZB8ZE/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115328266807550002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1L9NyUIDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3UsvxjZB8ZE/s320/IMG_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A lil mushy here, but I promise I will not embarrass you often baby! But yeah you were the first image to be captured by my cam and the last to leave my mind... Pls my dear brothers, you know who you are, don't puke... haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1L9dyUIEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vyxODmnCCm0/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115328271102517314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1L9dyUIEI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vyxODmnCCm0/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want this one! This one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, more pics to come if I can squeeze some free time. I hate my impetuous nature. Dirks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1103112372415863611-6001182567177188246?l=sartresque.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/feeds/6001182567177188246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1103112372415863611&amp;postID=6001182567177188246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/6001182567177188246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1103112372415863611/posts/default/6001182567177188246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sartresque.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-one-my-only.html' title='My One, My Only'/><author><name>Razak Omar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17874149182182585736</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://bp3.blogger.com/_UWftFkR1FW4/Rv1L9NyUIDI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/3UsvxjZB8ZE/s72-c/IMG_0100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
