<?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-14021318</id><updated>2012-01-18T17:36:31.059+08:00</updated><category term='tshirt'/><category term='limited'/><category term='feed'/><category term='rare'/><category term='rss'/><title type='text'>Mein Kampf</title><subtitle type='html'>"Mein Kampf", often translated as "My Struggle", "My Challenge", "My Campaign", "My Fight", or "My Battle".</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14021318.post-589221819635548092</id><published>2009-09-06T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T03:01:24.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Money from Passions</title><content type='html'>Hello dear bloggers and viewers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make money online many people jump right in before they are properly prepared. You know that to be a rocket scientist, a doctor, a brick layer, a construction worker, an office worker, a teacher there are prerequisites, things you must learn, before you can be successful, you don't just jump right in unprepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same applies to the Internet marketing industry even though there are unsavory people out there who'd have you believe it's a "Walk in the Park" and requires no more than the belief that you can just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll have to admit, it is a walk in the park compared to what you have to put up with in the working world punching a clock being a subordinate to someone who does not have your interests in mind, but there are still rules you have to follow and pitfalls you must avoid to actually make Internet marketing work for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people will not make a dime online and yet there are others who will make more in one month than most people make in a whole year. Why is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer begins with the age-old chicken or egg question, "what comes first the chicken or the egg"? Personally I vote for, well never mind, each argument you or I make comes back to the same old conclusion - I have no clue and I don't think many of us do either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I do have a clue about and know for sure is that to make money online you must first have Passion for the company products and/or service of any Internet business from which you expect to make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion in this sense simply means that you've researched and like the company and products or services. It is then that you translate that like (or Passion) into the education, excitement and work that usually accompany Passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to say that many online entrepreneurs are so good at what they do that they ignore passion because they can sell anything. But I'm concerned about those of you who are not so knowledgeable at working an online business successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm not trying to make anyone believe that Passion is the only thing necessary. Because to be successful you must also have a good website, good marketing, widespread advertising, company support, effective keywords, and etc. Those things are often learned from the company you join - but sidestep Passion and you reduce your chances for success dramatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It therefore follows that, if you have no Passion for the company and the products and services provided by that company, again, you won't attempt to do the work you are being taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internet marketing work is typically not all that difficult or time consuming but it does take motivation caused by Passion to get you off and running with a sustained effort so that you won't stumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a great resource in the Internet search engines to search about the Internet Marketing industry for business opportunities, USE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your research should uncover a company that you like and have confidence in. It should be solid, founded on great principles, and easy to understand with great products and services that are sell-able for which you can have Passion. If you don't find it move on,&lt;br /&gt;You can find the right opportunity containing the attributes identified above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments like, well, that one sounds good and the compensation plan is excellent so I guess I'll start that business - does not sound like a decision based on anything near Passion. And remember when you hear that an Internet "guru" does that, don't be tempted, because as I said earlier they are experienced and can sell just about anything, without being Passionate about the company products and services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: By the way it's your goal to get to the point where you can sell about anything online. That end skill and goal is a worthy one indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, there are other steps you must make before you step into Internet Marketing but if you don't first find the right company products and services to be passionate about, all of those other steps may just cause you a lot of frustration instead of bringing you great success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being Passionate about a company and products and services that has market proof that it will sell is a pitfall you simply must avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maverick Money Makers is a private&lt;br /&gt;society that will teach you how to&lt;br /&gt;build a six-figure a month business&lt;br /&gt;on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to make money online,&lt;br /&gt;join the society before it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://fahmi82.maverick66.hop.clickbank.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fahmi82.maverick66.hop.clickbank.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.maverickmoneymakers.com/affiliates/banners/mavmoney2-336x280.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-589221819635548092?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/589221819635548092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=589221819635548092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/589221819635548092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/589221819635548092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2009/09/making-money-from-passions.html' title='Making Money from Passions'/><author><name>Bangau D. 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The result was FeedmailPro. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A tool for bloggers by bloggers&lt;/h2&gt;      &lt;p&gt; We are bloggers, and use many of the same tools you do. That's why we've made FeedmailPro work with services like Feedburner and Adsense for feeds. We also listen to our users. If you ever have a problem you can communicate directly with the technical team behind FeedmailPro in our &lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/group/feedmailpro" target="_new"&gt;support forum&lt;/a&gt;.  You can also suggest and vote on new features in our &lt;a href="http://feedmailpro.uservoice.com/" target="_new"&gt;feedback forum&lt;/a&gt;.   &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Pricing that will save you a ton of money&lt;/h2&gt;      &lt;p&gt; Our pricing beats the competition hands down. We don't believe in tiered pricing structures that end up costing you more and more each month once you're locked in. 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We're working with the same &lt;a href="http://www.isipp.com/email-accreditation/" target="_new"&gt;email accredidation company&lt;/a&gt; as Aweber, Constant Contact, and the other big boys to ensure high deliverability of your emails. Perhaps most importantly, we are a pay service and cash flow positive (unlike many web 2.0 companies) which means we aren't going anywhere and your data is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Try it out for free at http://feedmailpro.com/?q=33&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/14021318-7232429697966184436?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/7232429697966184436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=7232429697966184436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/7232429697966184436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/7232429697966184436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2009/08/history-on-feed-mail-pro.html' title='A History On &quot;Feed Mail Pro&quot;'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-1832166579435542014</id><published>2009-07-25T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T17:21:28.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tshirt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='limited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rss'/><title type='text'>Rare T-shirts Design n RSS Feeds~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;If u wanna browse rare Tshirt designs which are imported ~ just check out this link &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mttbwy.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://mttbwy.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;its currently a one time print design where its a one-day one-print design so its rare and limited :) great for those who love out of this world designs which are artsy and "in". :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;For those of you looking for email broadcasts of your blogs, just try out this web application which was launched on the 15th of this month :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedmailpro.com/?q=33"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://feedmailpro.com/?q=33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;It will help u a lot in terms of notifying your blog subscribers on updates. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;cherrio~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-1832166579435542014?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/1832166579435542014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=1832166579435542014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/1832166579435542014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/1832166579435542014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2009/07/rare-t-shirts-design-n-rss-feeds.html' title='Rare T-shirts Design n RSS Feeds~!'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-116545883653775288</id><published>2006-12-07T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:33:56.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;had a nice 4 hour lecture yesterday and was awed by the passionate art enthuasists... these were the artists that were discussed, gonna list them down just in case i forgot to write it down somewhere &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; btw look up for them, maybe youll get inspired too &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lotte Reiniger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;James Caliri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Norman Mclaren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Len Lye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;au&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. youll always be my inspiration &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-116545883653775288?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/116545883653775288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=116545883653775288' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116545883653775288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116545883653775288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2006/12/had-nice-4-hour-lecture-yesterday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-116525237503592563</id><published>2006-12-05T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T01:12:55.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;once again i write what im feeling... if this blog had a mind of its own im sure itll have ways to counter my entries &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt; im missing everything that i had in the past, the friends i had, the times i spent through sadness and happiness... the innocence that made me couldnt care less about the real world... in the end im all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;yes i have friends and a lady i love very much, yet i sit and think about the situation, when my friends grad and pursue their dreams, im sure separation is imminent... and itll be back to square one, alone again until i make new acquantaince... so in life there will always a time when we are alone... so might as well prepare for the worst &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;nowadays, when we make jokes and laugh at each others foolishness, i felt an emptiness in me... part of me is asking what is that all about? laugh and laugh and laugh and nothing gained. im trying to talk less, listen more and decide on the truth. i guess no more lame jokes on my side then... life is much much more than a hearty laugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;au&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-116525237503592563?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/116525237503592563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=116525237503592563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116525237503592563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116525237503592563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2006/12/once-again-i-write-what-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-116515415721842798</id><published>2006-12-03T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:55:57.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another thought~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;sometimes it occurs to me that i cant control everything i want... sometimes it cuts in deep, sometimes it doesnt hurt... i try to use a rational approach for every situation but most of the time it doesnt help much... irrational ones would often result in regret &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;ive read somewhere that it is hard to express how you really feel to someone whom you love, because you are more sensitive and much more fragile cause one would feel the other half would understand... i will try to understand myself better thus making it possible for the other half to understand me too :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;au&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. and her surprise birthday party was a huge success :D thanks to all those involved :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-116515415721842798?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/116515415721842798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=116515415721842798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116515415721842798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116515415721842798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-thought.html' title='another thought~'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-116379578532881603</id><published>2006-11-18T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T04:36:25.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a song in my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Garasi - &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Hilang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimanakah cinta sejati&lt;br /&gt;Yang memberi ketenangan hati…&lt;br /&gt;Sampai kapanku harus menanti&lt;br /&gt;Kau pergi dan mungkin tak kan kembali..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan aku menangis dan aku terluka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bila..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan aku menangis dan aku terluka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bila…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Engkau menghilang…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Kau pergi dari ku tinggal kan ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lewati malam tanpa kasihmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ku rangkai kataKu rangkai nada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yang ku ingin hanyalah cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan semua menghilang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan semua menghilang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan semua menghilang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Semua karena cinta ku menangis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Semua karena cinta ku tertawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Semua karena cinta…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Semua karena cinta…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan kau tinggalkan hanyalah luka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan semua menghilang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan semua menghilang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dan semua menghilang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Semua karena cinta ku menangis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Semua karena cinta ku tertawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Semua karena cinta…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Semua karena cinta… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;This songs been embedded in my mind ever since i heard it as a soundtrack in a movie, Garasi. I feel the lyrics inside me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-116379578532881603?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/116379578532881603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=116379578532881603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116379578532881603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116379578532881603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2006/11/song-in-my-mind.html' title='a song in my mind'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-116379517710217679</id><published>2006-11-18T04:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T04:26:17.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a short entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;it has been a poor entry rate by yours truly these past few months... feels like im drifting away from here... seems like i cant pen a paragraph that truly describe my feelings... i cant find the right words for them... if only i had an imaginary friend.. itll be a lot easier to say it out loud and probably itll make me feel better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;studys still the same.. slow pace, fast pace, it goes on and on and on... its like a wheel thats rotating... some ups and downs.. my relationship is just the same.. theres ups and downs, and thats the way itll be, always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tell&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-116379517710217679?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/116379517710217679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=116379517710217679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116379517710217679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/116379517710217679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2006/11/short-entry.html' title='a short entry'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-113599701663258063</id><published>2005-12-31T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T10:43:36.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self reflect ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what have you done... what have you not done that you should have done? whatever that should have been done will be done if u had the initiative to do it.. but no.. u let urself drown in ur own pity.. that the world have done you wrong and that you cant change anything... why do you feel this way? it is too deep this sorrow that sets in your heart?.. sometimes you lift up ur face and you see someone much much older and distraught staring back at you from the mirror... its like a dark memory that haunts you back from time to time, reminding you that you were lost once and that you will lose yoourself again and again.. and no matter what you do you will succumb to the darkness.. why cant you fight that feeling? why did you kneel and bow towards that feeling... get up and retaliate... but the strength and faith are gone from your heart...  they say love can heal a broken heart, but a love lost will still leave a scar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what do you do when what you desire is taken? it leaves you with emptiness .. theres nothing that you can say or do that can heal your heart... people say a broken heart can be healed as time goes by... but doesnt that hurt you much more when time standstill and you are trapped in it? sometimes you take the drastic action that will do more damage than repair... will you run away? and be deemed a coward? does a wise man stand in front of a rampaging bull? only a fool would do that.. or a brave soul. choose wisely they say and you will rejoice in your choices... choose blindly and be wary forever... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;what can you do now? do you look and wait and lose what you have been holding dear or do something and still lose what you hold dear or do something and keep what you hold dear? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: lost :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-113599701663258063?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/113599701663258063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=113599701663258063' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/113599701663258063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/113599701663258063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/12/self-reflect.html' title='self reflect ...'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14021318.post-113486382976049574</id><published>2005-12-18T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T08:10:08.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pythagoras</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Found this piece of article while doing research. Read it up yah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pythagoras also, in earlier times, advanced a similar view of human nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;In 518 B.C. Pythagoras travelled west and during his journey reputedly had a significant interview with the prominent ruler Leon of Philus whilst both were attending some public Games. King Leon was most impressed by Pythagoras' range of knowledge and asked which of the arts he was most proficient in. Pythagoras replied that, rather than being proficient in any art, he regarded himself as being a philosopher. King Leon had never heard this term before and asked for an explanation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the recorded reply:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Life, Prince Leon, may well be compared with these public Games for in the vast crowd assembled here some are attracted by the acquisition of gain, others are led on by the hopes and ambitions of fame and glory. But among them are a few who have come to observe and to understand all that passes here. It is the same with life. Some are influenced by the love of wealth while others are blindly led on by the mad fever for power and domination, but the finest type of man gives himself up to discovering the meaning and purpose of life itself. He seeks to uncover the secrets of nature. This is the man I call a philosopher for although no man is completely wise in all respects, he can love wisdom as the key to nature's secrets."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-113486382976049574?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/113486382976049574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=113486382976049574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/113486382976049574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/113486382976049574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/12/pythagoras.html' title='Pythagoras'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-113436235555045054</id><published>2005-12-12T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:39:15.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>afif amfi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the first week of ramadhan brought a happy news for me :D my sis gave birth to a baby boy~ im now an uncle!! hes called afif amfi, afif being 'virtuous' and amfi? im not sure but my guess is that its a combination of his parents names, amran n fizah &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; he sleeps a lot.. not sure why though and hungers for milk every now n then, and he poos often too!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;he has no signs of impairs, alhamdullilah and he looks cute, but then all babies are cute, but few maintain their cuteness until adulthood &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*ahem*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; so overall hes a healthy baby growing up in a world full of deceit, lies and evil but for anything bad theres good so no need to worry, he just have to make the right choices &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i for once held a baby in my arms and fed it, not with my milk of course, but with powdered milk! a unique type of calmness set in my heart and i now knew how it felt to be 'as peaceful as a baby'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so heres the pics of him sleeping like a baby; hence the quote 'slept like a baby'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b164/bangau82/baby_2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: sleepin :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b164/bangau82/baby.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: sleepin again :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-113436235555045054?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/113436235555045054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=113436235555045054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/113436235555045054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/113436235555045054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/12/afif-amfi.html' title='afif amfi'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-113422180818953244</id><published>2005-12-10T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:36:48.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a time to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;its been months since i last wrote something here.. i didnt have the spirit in me. but i guess i have to look forward and treasure the sweet experiences i had back then. i called it friendship but i dont feel it that way.. sometimes i go through the days by shutting her out but other days i have a longing in my heart. sounds like a soap opera dilemma yah? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;niways i remembered this gathering that i had with irfan n zack some time ago. it was just a trip to irfan's house in Johore Bahru and just like the times we spent together (threesome, not in the sexual context mind u) it was loads of crappy fun. just like irfan once philosophied (not sure bout the exact spellin though) "the time u enjoyed wasting, is not wasted at all". its true! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; so after the trip to larkin where we break fast by tucking in to 30 sticks of 'satay jawa', we karaoked thru the nite and had 'nasi daging merah' for 'sahur'. we slept like babies afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the real adventure began on the way back to s'pore. we waited for the 'Causeway Link' bus which came after 45 mins and was told it was going a different way and that another bus was just behind. little did we know that 'just behind' was another 40 min wait. when the bus did came though, it was drifting round the corner at top speed and we waved our hands to signal our intention to board, but i guess it was just too fast to stop in time. the bus driver gave us a sorry look and sped off; the passengers on board staring at us and we stared back opened mouth... it was just like a slapstick movie scene &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; so irfan's father sent us to Larkin interchange and over there we were introduced to the 'Bus Ride 666 - The Ride from Hell'. it was a long journey almost 80mins and we had to change bus after that. the most frustating thing was that we found out that the bus did actually stop near ifran's house! to think that we had spent hours waiting for it at another location... initially we were frustated, but it became the joke of the day! &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; in the end we reached s'pore just an hour before break fast time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b164/bangau82/bas_ride.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: zack n irfan [Bus 666] :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b164/bangau82/monyet_.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: me n zack :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b164/bangau82/larkin_.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: irfan n zack [Larkin] :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;:.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-113422180818953244?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/113422180818953244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=113422180818953244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/113422180818953244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/113422180818953244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/12/time-to-remember.html' title='a time to remember'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112713557862861551</id><published>2005-09-19T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T21:12:58.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope that i did the right thing... part of me shattered just to tell her that few sentences... i had been thinking for quite a while... i did whats best for her... even though at first it will break her heart... this im sure of... cos i know whats it like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hope that she wont hate me... i cant help being hated... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; i think theres something seriously wrong with me... like theres something inside me thats burning and dying out... burning hot at times and dying off at some time... my emotions are not stable.. even though on the outside i look calm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe she wont ever visit this page again... i wont blame her for that... but just to type this out, "dearest ana baizura.. im sorry if i hurt ur feelings... i didnt mean to toy around with ur feelings.. please forgive me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112713557862861551?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112713557862861551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112713557862861551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112713557862861551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112713557862861551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title='........'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112675064214025784</id><published>2005-09-15T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T10:17:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life at sunset...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm exams are just around the corner.. and theres still assignments popping up &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; my life is in a stand still.. im not sure where i stand though.. peculiar isnt it? some people say that u know when u need a break.. but the way im feelin rite now doesnt help with a break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive gone through a lot this first year in kl... maybe living almost on your on is just a tat different... im appreciating life more.. in ways i myself cant explain... its just these kind of things that make u go moody and all that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my angel is gaining strength in her legs... shes fast recovering.. the constant dose of milk and calcium pills did the job for her&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt; am heppi for her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tinggalkan Satu Peluru - M.Nasir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hidup semalam banyak mengajar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kuingat-ingat tinggalkan satu peluru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Takut-takut kawan yang berganding bahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Berkesudahan menjadi seteru &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mana tahu dah jadi hantu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Selagi genting belum datang mengetuk pintu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Siapakah yang kanan siapa pula yang kiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wayang dulu tak pernah reda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hitam putih terus bertingkah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Helah menghelah mencuri mimpi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di mana helang terbang ke situku tuju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Biar pun angin mengganas menusuk tubuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Di mana biarpun ke pusar mentari ku pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Asalkan ku menang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Begitu juga kata-kata rindu dan cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sehati sejiwa, hidup dan mati bersama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dusta kini sudah lumrah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Hingga benar sukar diterima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yang tewas tak pernah di puja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b164/bangau82/JambatanPutra.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Life at Sunset&lt;/span&gt; :. [Putrajaya Bridge]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112675064214025784?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112675064214025784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112675064214025784' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112675064214025784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112675064214025784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-at-sunset.html' title='life at sunset...'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14021318.post-112653299232192307</id><published>2005-09-12T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:49:52.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another sad day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm... my car got broke into... and i lost my cd player~~ waaaaa i dont have the money to buy even a 2nd hand one..  i hope the person will meet a terrible death... really hope so.. die.. diee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well maybe its a retribution for the things that i have done.. just not my luck then... takde rezki.. hmmm but then stealing... taking something that someone worked hard for... pisses me off... demmit... maybe that person would get stuck in a mincing machine... and become minced meat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;my angel... shes  recovering fast... she can walk now.. without crutches.. though her muscles are still kinda weak... i miss her... words cant describe it.. hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my house fone is blocked and suddenly the water supply is cut off.. what next? not the electricity pleasseee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112653299232192307?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112653299232192307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112653299232192307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112653299232192307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112653299232192307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-sad-day.html' title='another sad day..'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112567184708244816</id><published>2005-09-02T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:44:47.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm been a while since my last entry.. well... celebrated merdeka at bandar melaka with my cousins... saw the fireworks.. but the main event was in ayer keroh.. ate a lot~!! kerang rebus, kerang bakar, sotong goreng tepung... that kind of seafood dishes &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; yummy~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the motel that we stayed in turned out to be the local 3 hour happy hour stay &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; u know what im getting at.. ekekekke it was a new experience for us.. !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my angel still cant walk without crutches.. been two weeks.. i miss her.. as long as shes recovering, im grateful &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; mebbe she needs more rest, thats why the doc gave her a 6 week mc.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; keep exercising and drinking milk yaa~~!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112567184708244816?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112567184708244816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112567184708244816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112567184708244816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112567184708244816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-day.html' title='another day~!!'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112521811427895183</id><published>2005-08-28T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T22:00:57.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>net's out again~</title><content type='html'>been a while since i post anything... my nets out again.. this time due to overdue bills :D dunno why but seems like its hard to pay bills... hmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my angels recovering fast, though she stills needs crutches to move around, and she cant balance both feet on the ground without feeling pain. hmmmm hoping she'll get well soon enuff~~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b164/bangau82/64cdef43.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-: me n cipet in the lift of our rented apartment :-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112521811427895183?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112521811427895183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112521811427895183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112521811427895183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112521811427895183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/08/nets-out-again.html' title='net&apos;s out again~'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112465286456283390</id><published>2005-08-22T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T03:34:24.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;  i broke her heart... i cant believe what i did.. it was so insensitive of me... sometimes i hate this habit i have... to say out loud before thinking.. my worst habit.. i knew it broke her heart even if she doesnt show it... i dont know what i can do to make it up to her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;  i feel down... cant help feeling bad... i hate breaking someone's heart, more so an angel's heart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;d-n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112465286456283390?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112465286456283390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112465286456283390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112465286456283390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112465286456283390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/08/broken-heart.html' title='broken heart...'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112441982833241918</id><published>2005-08-19T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T11:05:07.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;August 18th is a sad day for me... my uncle passed away at a young age leaving behind two small kids and a housewife.. the pain of knowing your loved one will never return.. its hard to accept.. on the way to the funeral, i got a phonecall... a friend of mine told me that my angel met with an accident... and shes in hospital... i prayed hard for her safety.. since most accidents that involved trailers were always fatal... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;visited her last nite... shes okay 'cept for a broken pelvis &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*erk*&lt;/span&gt; and a cut on the right side of the head.. hmm she's strong.. could even laugh through the whole ordeal.. im grateful thats shes safe.. very, very grateful.. hmmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Padi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Menunggu Sebuah Jawaban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku tak bisa luluhkan hatimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan aku tak bisa menyentuh cintamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Seiring jejak kakiku bergetar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku tak terpagut oleh cintamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Menelusup hariku dengan harapan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Namun kau masih terdiam membisu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sepenuhnya aku ingin memelukmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mendekap penuh harapan tuk mencintaimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Setulusnya aku akan terus menunggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Menanti sebuah jawaban tuk memilikimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Betapa pilunya rindu menusuk jiwaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Semoga kau tau isi hatiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Dan seiring waktu yg terus berputar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aku masih terhanyut dalam mimpiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112441982833241918?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112441982833241918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112441982833241918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112441982833241918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112441982833241918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/08/sadness.html' title='sadness~!'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112421613138788263</id><published>2005-08-17T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T02:21:13.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hepi~!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;have to admit... these last few days had been wonderful ( 'cept for the neverending assignments ) had serious talks with my angel which always ended up in me making stupid jokes... so in the end it wasnt serious &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; love the way she tells a story... the way she "mmm tu laa" and "tak-delah" makes me go bonkers~!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. zack komik ape citer? jeng3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112421613138788263?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112421613138788263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112421613138788263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112421613138788263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112421613138788263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/08/hepi.html' title='hepi~!!'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14021318.post-112320263405484370</id><published>2005-08-05T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T08:43:54.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well in a few minutes im off to my kampung~! wooo my family's waiting.. hope i can reach there safely.. insyallah.. well for once i get to forget about the assignments... but then, im still bringing my assignments along.. contradicting huh? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my angel.. its a habit of mine that i personally want to change... my deepest regret if it causes pain to you... if ur reading this... im really sorry &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112320263405484370?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112320263405484370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112320263405484370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112320263405484370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112320263405484370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14021318.post-112285691193783221</id><published>2005-08-01T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T08:42:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calmy calmy nite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;after some work in the day, met up with her for dinner/supper... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; this time she wore *&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;~! she looked liked an angel in the seat.. had trouble concentrating on the road... &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there was this traffic light and it was red... so a brief stop then.. and this car to the left... the guys were staring at her and for the first time i felt jealous... well cant do much though... they have the right to stare... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so the few hours were spent on trying to finish the humongous 'naan' bread while watching a slow movie on cable tv... 'wolf'. found out some things bout her... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im elated~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112285691193783221?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112285691193783221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112285691193783221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112285691193783221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112285691193783221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/08/calmy-calmy-nite.html' title='calmy calmy nite...'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112270453108273533</id><published>2005-07-30T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T14:22:11.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just post it :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news-service.stanford.edu/news/2005/june15/jobs-061505.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;http://news-service.stanford.edu/news/2005/june15/jobs-061505.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-juz real life experience talk.. nice to read, good to feel, hard to forget &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; doesnt rhyme.. sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well seems like im stuck at home on a saturday... lalala hmm the weathers hot... and the air is superbly dry... when i woke up in the morning these last few days, whenever i spit theres blood... dunno why.. must be the hot climate... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; niways we re frens now.. still frens cos its too early to get serious.. shes got her own issues and i got mine.. we kinda pf talk each other bout it.. so it clarifies a lot of things &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; im heppi.. will wait for her whenever she feels ready.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;good afternoon hot climate~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112270453108273533?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112270453108273533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112270453108273533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112270453108273533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112270453108273533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-post-it-d.html' title='just post it :D'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112250621554295910</id><published>2005-07-28T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:18:09.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heppy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ehehehe... well yersterday i went out with her... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; cant say much though... was mesmerized throughout the whole deal...every little thing that she did had gentleness in it.. and i forgot to wear cologne.. hmm luckily the flies at the food center went for her instead, shes sweet to them, shes sweet to me too &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;talked about most of the things that were supposed to talk about... i like her laughter, it had a little touch of mischief in it &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; well there were the silent pauses in between... when we had no idea what more to talk about and then just stare each other down &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; it was a really enjoyable experience for me.. hope she feels the same way too &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;im feeling heppy &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112250621554295910?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112250621554295910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112250621554295910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112250621554295910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112250621554295910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/heppy-day.html' title='heppy day'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112237012586660451</id><published>2005-07-26T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T17:28:45.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional admins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the trip planned for our majoring class was cancelled in a rush.....  even outings these days are controlled by the mere presence of politricks. It was cancelled due to the low support ... since the actual outing was decided at 100 bucks and suddenly it was 230!! too much cost for half of the class.. niways... it was made compulsory and all hell broke loose.. there were many demands of explanation... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;in the end it was cancelled... cant say whether its good or bad.. since i dont have a say aniways :D well.. sometimes its good not to be involved in politricks....  &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i looked for her this morning.. maybe she didnt attend the morning session.. well, somethings flourishing in my heart &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; cant say what is it though... ekekeke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112237012586660451?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112237012586660451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112237012586660451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112237012586660451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112237012586660451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/emotional-admins.html' title='emotional admins'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112231824686254474</id><published>2005-07-26T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T03:04:06.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well... today was submission day... had a 2 hr sleep in the last two days... thought of going back to sleep but fate had better plans &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; met up with her... and off we go for a night out.. juz me, her and him &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; its the first time i went out with her.. and it had a calming effect... whenever i look at her it just takes away the stress i had earlier... she must have some kind of aromatherapic effect &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; must be the perfume she used ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;juz cant get enuff of her.. hmm seems like eternity to get to talk to her... im usually tight lipped around her.. ekekeke niways.. its nice to have a companion thats in your heart... well shes in my heart but im not sure whether its the same way for her... time will tell.. so im taking a nap.. tomorow im gonna take two quizes.. dun have the energy to read anymore... goodnite world .. and good nite to u my angel.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112231824686254474?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112231824686254474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112231824686254474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112231824686254474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112231824686254474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/elated.html' title='elated'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112220037680336945</id><published>2005-07-24T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T18:19:36.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>communist anarchism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;What is Communist Anarchism? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"But you yourself know very well what you want, and so does your neighbor.You want to be well and healthy; you want to be free, to serve no master,to crawl and humiliate yourself before no man;  you want to have well-being for yourself, your family, and those near and dear to you.  And not to be harassed and worried by the fear of tomorrow.You may feel sure that every one else wants the same thing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;So the whole matter seems to stand this way: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*You*&lt;/span&gt; want health, liberty, and well-being.Everyone is like yourself in this respect.Therefore we all seek the same thing in life.Then why should we not all seek it together, by joint effort, helping each other in it?Why should we cheat and rob, kill and murder each other, if we all seek the same thing?  Aren't &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*you*&lt;/span&gt; entitled to the things you want as well as the next man? Or is it that we can secure our health, liberty, and well-being better by fighting and slaughtering each other? Or because there is no other way? Let us look into this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Does it not stand to reason that if we all want the same thing in life, if we have the same aim, then our &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;*interests*&lt;/span&gt; must also be the same?  In that case we should live like brothers, in peace and friendship; we should be good to each other, and help each other all we can. But you know it is not at all that way in life.  You know that we do not live like brothers.  You know that the world is full of strife and war, of misery, injustice, and wrong, of crime, poverty, and oppression. Why is it that way then? It is because, though we all have the same aim in life, our *interests are different*.  It is this that makes all the trouble in the world. Just think it over yourself. Suppose you want to get a pair of shoes or a hat.  You go into the store and you try to buy what you need as reasonably and cheaply as you can. That is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*your*&lt;/span&gt; interest.  But the store-keeper's interest is to sell it to you as dearly as he can, because then his *profit* will be greater. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That is because everything in the life we live is built on making a profit, one way or another.  We live in a &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;*system of profit-making*&lt;/span&gt;. Now, it is plain that if we have to make profits out of each other, then our interests cannot be the same.  They must be different and often opposed to each other." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Alexander Berkman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112220037680336945?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112220037680336945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112220037680336945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112220037680336945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112220037680336945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/communist-anarchism.html' title='communist anarchism'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112209896359472593</id><published>2005-07-23T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T14:09:23.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i cant live the way i live now.. im too self centered; its like.. off i go to campus, attend some lectures, do some practicals, chill out on weekends... is that it? thats what i thought.. how come i wasnt concerned bout the recent bombings in London, the "flying kingdom" and such issues. yes i knew bout those things.. read them in the news.. but then its just that.. didnt do anything at all, i feel useless, its like im living without a real purpose... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gotta be more sympathetic.. i gotta feel more.. care more.. give more.. this is my resolution. got to work on this.. seems pathetic to live in your own cosy world while others are suffering.. hope that all will come to good.. hmm dunno why im more emotional these days.... must be the lonely nights : well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112209896359472593?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112209896359472593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112209896359472593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112209896359472593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112209896359472593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/sometimes.html' title='sometimes...'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112170528102770027</id><published>2005-07-19T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T00:48:01.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;as i sit alone in my dark room, the thought of losing the closest people in my life send a weakening feeling thru my body.. what will happen then? how will i react to the situation? im not so sure right now... cant seem to shake the uncomfortable feeling off.. will i be as strong willed as some people are, just like a father who lost his 4 children to the recent tsunami or the photographer who lost his whole family. i respect such people, they are gritty and have absolute determination and positiveness... sometimes its easier to run away rather than facing the day when it arrives... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i remembered the 1st ambition i had when i was young; to be an author... the desire to write novels or short stories is still burning in me and sometimes i write some love story which is more like a bollywood movie rather than a real life story &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; well i guess i have to be content with creating posts on this blogger.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;this chorus from "Tiada Lagi" by Amy Search keep playing thru my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tiada Lagi (No More)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tiada lagi yang kuharapkan, tiada lagi yang ku impikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;biar aku sendiri tanpa dirimu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #c8e0d8;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;tiada lagi kata cintaku, takkan lagi ku bersamamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;biar ku simpan semua kenanganku bersamamu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its full of sorrow and filled with heart wrenching words... im exaggerating i think &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;however it really touches my heart :P whats more its sung by the beautiful voice of amy &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112170528102770027?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112170528102770027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112170528102770027' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112170528102770027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112170528102770027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14021318.post-112162595364094528</id><published>2005-07-18T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T02:45:53.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too high a price</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ate at a "mamak" stall in the neighbourhood and was shocked at the prices... one fren which ate a fried drumstick with plain rice and a little gravy was charged &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4.70&lt;/span&gt;!!! it was so shocking! another fren had "teh o lychee" was charged &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3.50&lt;/span&gt;!! another fren had "iced neslo" and was charged &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2.50&lt;/span&gt;!  we decided to complain to the organisation that controls prices... they will pay for charging too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i hope that they will look into this matter and thus bring down the price... if not the visit would be the last &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; and we will spread the word to others, that is for sure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;.: Bangau :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112162595364094528?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112162595364094528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112162595364094528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112162595364094528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112162595364094528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/too-high-price.html' title='too high a price'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112133818831372514</id><published>2005-07-14T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T18:49:48.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>net's back~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;weeee at last i got back the internet connection that i lost &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; im heppi for the net now... though tomorrow is my submission day and im struggling to finish up my werks &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i missed the net .. hmm... and now that i got it back im gonna treasure it more, much much more &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;well todays entry is juz short... gotta cool down the adrenaline rush that i got.. ekeke.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;found out the gal's name.. it is sweet..  ana byzura's  gonna be stuck in my head ... at least until shes taken :P &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*shucks*&lt;/span&gt; and im still hoping something will pop out.. but then if i dont do anything nothing's gonna pop up...  hmm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;.: Bangau :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112133818831372514?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112133818831372514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112133818831372514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112133818831372514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112133818831372514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/nets-back.html' title='net&apos;s back~!'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112062537878999817</id><published>2005-07-06T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:49:38.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>internet obsessed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gotta admit it.. im obsessed with the net.. now that ive moved house, the internet connection's gone &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;  im using a frens pc in the hostel juz to check emails and stuffz; had enuff time so i updated my blog.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its gonna be hectic this week, i got 3 submissions to go... juz finished presenting though &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; it went well cept' for minor things... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;suddenly i feel like im in love again... maybe its a crush but hey maybe its true love &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; anyways she's cute and i havent had the guts to get near her... ekekeke.. "malu tak bertempat" &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; niways if all goes well something will pop out &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112062537878999817?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112062537878999817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112062537878999817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112062537878999817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112062537878999817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/internet-obsessed.html' title='internet obsessed'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112022275326344455</id><published>2005-07-01T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T20:59:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Today's gonna be the last day im in this rented house. well, everything will come to an end.. &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt; but hey im looking 4ward to the new house which is just opposite of my current block &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;  hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im not gonna miss it much but memories in the house with &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*u*&lt;/span&gt; shall never be forgotten. Well i got some more loading and unloading to do... this time my backbone will crack... i gotta eat more bananas! they are super energy bars for me &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; need them... need them... wahahhaha &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So till i get my internet connection again, a heartwarming farewell to all &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://webpagesthatsuck.com/"&gt;webpagesthatsuck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112022275326344455?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112022275326344455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112022275326344455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112022275326344455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112022275326344455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/07/goodbye.html' title='goodbye...'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14021318.post-112014738339783139</id><published>2005-06-30T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T00:09:09.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deadbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuhhh today was a very tiring day... the owner of the house i rented wanted it back this saturday.. had a crazy afternoon of loading/unloading cargo.. im gonna break my backbone for sure.. some of the stuff were too heavy for me.. im underweight btw &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt; so everything that i carried sucked out all of my energy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;gotta get some sleep ... later on at 3 am im gonna carry more stuff.. well sure am going to miss class tomorrow.. hmmm &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; sometimes moving house aint so bad at all... &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112014738339783139?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112014738339783139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112014738339783139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112014738339783139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112014738339783139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/06/deadbeat_30.html' title='deadbeat'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-112005068401642122</id><published>2005-06-29T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T21:11:24.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the little things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well what can i say? seems like the day juz pass me by... had fun though... went to frens' class and had a good time creating havoc with them... time sure do pass by quickly when ur having fun.. well im such a sucker for gals.. i dunno why &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; maybe time will change that~!  &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i think my posts are getting more laid back... sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-112005068401642122?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/112005068401642122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=112005068401642122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112005068401642122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/112005068401642122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/06/little-things.html' title='the little things'/><author><name>Bangau D. Munki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03971765468700467091</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-14021318.post-111996164305585378</id><published>2005-06-28T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T20:47:04.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juz a thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ometimes when u felt down u juz lose urself in the sofa and wake up feeling lively again. i wish it was that easy for me but it seems that i juz cant get the niggling feeling out of me. i juz cant really say whats the feeling like though, its like ur sitting in an airplane and u feel that somehow one of the wings would crack and down u go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i tried to keep that feeling deep down but when it rises, i juz cant control it. there are issues running in my head right now and here i am typing away when tons of assignments are waiting to be attended to. anyways the lecture i went few hours before was interesting enuff &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; i think a revolution is coming round in the ways of doing things in groupwork. at least that was what i foresee; but who knows, it can be true and not so true after all &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, at least for now my heart is gonna be okay. but if that &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*tsk*&lt;/span&gt; feeling comes back again, ill be laying down and hope tomorrow appears pleasantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bangau&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14021318-111996164305585378?l=unvoice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/111996164305585378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14021318&amp;postID=111996164305585378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/111996164305585378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14021318/posts/default/111996164305585378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unvoice.blogspot.com/2005/06/juz-thought.html' title='juz a thought'/><author><name>Bangau D. 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