<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970</id><updated>2009-11-20T11:46:05.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>B A G G A G E - C L A I M</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-7818147271771098743</id><published>2009-01-11T22:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:04:56.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need IT.</title><content type='html'>I need a new laptop. Period.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relating to my previous post, this does not count as something 'unnecessary'. I am sick of Microsoft Windows. I need a stable, trust-worthy Mac. Please! I am tired of my laptop breaking down in the middle of me writing a report. Someone out there, if you have a monthly salary of $100,000 do send me a $2000 cheque (a harmless 2%) please? And while you're at it, please donate for Palestine's solidarity as well. Sad, sad times not only for Muslims, but humanity overall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, yeah. New Macbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-7818147271771098743?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/7818147271771098743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=7818147271771098743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/7818147271771098743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/7818147271771098743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-need-it.html' title='I Need IT.'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-7388111249570368918</id><published>2009-01-07T02:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T02:47:32.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When is enough, enough?</title><content type='html'>I am in no position to complain, but seriously I feel really guilty every single time my dad sends me my monthly money. It's like he goes out of his way to the bank and sends me a part of his hard-earned oversea-living-money for me to get through my life here. As if the money from my sponsors aren't enough, I need extra support from my extra special sponsor FAMA. When is enough enough for me?? Spend it away Q, like a spoilt rotten brat. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, I have decided to FINALLY make a resolution: (Note that for the past 21 years I have yet to have a resolution) My new year resolution will be to reduce my money consumption, save up, and restrain from helping the economy by spending money on unnecessary things. If I have saved last 3 months' FAMA, I would've saved enough for a goddamn saliva tantalizing macbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite my resolution, I still wanna proclaim my undying love for my dad, whose advice and paychecks have been my backbone all my life. Such a noble, alim but fun, sometimes overachieving, great dad. I once saw this award Oscar-like trophy which says "Best Supporting Dad in Financial Crisis" and I knew the most deserving person would be him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-7388111249570368918?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/7388111249570368918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=7388111249570368918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/7388111249570368918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/7388111249570368918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-is-enough-enough.html' title='When is enough, enough?'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-1042584454842898911</id><published>2008-08-08T16:33:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T14:00:11.109-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright, this is just a tad too creepy.</title><content type='html'>I don't know who this is, my sister got him off Myspace. I know it is &lt;a href="http://almunzir.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendly-friendster.html"&gt;unethical&lt;/a&gt; [click for Hubab's view on this matter] to steal his picture but I can't freaking help it! He kinda reminds me of someone really, really close...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJy9kZEbkEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/L-sN9eJ4LSQ/s200/Balit+Miri+IV+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJy9kW5W9UI/AAAAAAAAAcY/aBZt7C18QD0/s200/l_69a8876594e867f9f45b9ad08ed05059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;guess who's who? gives me chills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-1042584454842898911?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/1042584454842898911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=1042584454842898911&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/1042584454842898911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/1042584454842898911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/08/alright-this-is-just-tad-too-creepy.html' title='Alright, this is just a tad too creepy.'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJy9kZEbkEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/L-sN9eJ4LSQ/s72-c/Balit+Miri+IV+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-6522163505537456708</id><published>2008-08-07T05:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:32:32.522-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Justin Nozuka- Golden Train</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fp6tuT1nX4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8fp6tuT1nX4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-6522163505537456708?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/6522163505537456708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=6522163505537456708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/6522163505537456708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/6522163505537456708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/08/justin-nozuka-golden-train.html' title='Justin Nozuka- Golden Train'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-4260107142050161349</id><published>2008-07-31T16:19:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T05:33:25.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It has come time.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**Warning! This is a picture post**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The time when you get that tingling feeling in your gut, wrenching your soul in agony, telling you that you took TOO LONG OF A BREAK. I'm bored stiff here in Oman. And I have a sudden, longing urge for Professor Schnelle's face, no matter how ancient he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love being with my family but right now I'm missing my life back in the States (Notice how I automatically used "back in the states"? I clearly remember about 2 months back it was "back in Oman/Malaysia").&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Honestly, I think it's Muscat, Oman. I feel really really sick of my social life, or lack of it here. I MISS MY FRIENDS IN MALAYSIAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Been looking at pictures and oh I had some wonderful times in Miri, no matter how lame that small town is. And I promised a few pics, so might as well put them up. And Allah, my English sounds awful. I don't remember writing up a post takes up too much time? Does it? Oh whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, here's a reminiscence of the good times I had back in my dear home town:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Let's start with Esplanade. Ah gotta love the beach and bitches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI1xGdXO7I/AAAAAAAAAbg/iwP81KTmbrY/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+X+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI1xGdXO7I/AAAAAAAAAbg/iwP81KTmbrY/s400/Balit+Miri+X+068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229301234994199474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI1xJlyU7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/pH2enj9N44Q/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+X+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI1xJlyU7I/AAAAAAAAAbo/pH2enj9N44Q/s400/Balit+Miri+X+101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229301235834835890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. Ain and K, doing half love, half fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI1xTmjnEI/AAAAAAAAAbw/HJBywJCAq-I/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+X+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI1xTmjnEI/AAAAAAAAAbw/HJBywJCAq-I/s400/Balit+Miri+X+102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229301238522420290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. The mini motorcycle. And the "Seronok gile naik bende ni" embarrassing statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI1xZ2iLoI/AAAAAAAAAb4/w32HH4QzvgM/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+X+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI1xZ2iLoI/AAAAAAAAAb4/w32HH4QzvgM/s400/Balit+Miri+X+088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229301240200048258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. The couple who always make me wish Sakinah would fly over to Miri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0gycU8KI/AAAAAAAAAa4/9OD7C0srj0M/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0gycU8KI/AAAAAAAAAa4/9OD7C0srj0M/s400/Balit+Miri+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229299855231611042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. Promised a picture of Gjul's wife. Just got a blurry one, sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0hKkQYjI/AAAAAAAAAbA/QfVvGukhTuM/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+VI+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0hKkQYjI/AAAAAAAAAbA/QfVvGukhTuM/s400/Balit+Miri+VI+115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229299861707317810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6. Reunion with Dols and P-head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0hRdP8-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/L6B0qY-Gq-4/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+VII+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0hRdP8-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/L6B0qY-Gq-4/s400/Balit+Miri+VII+018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229299863556977634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;7. Esplanade again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0hex8xKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/dAmpRWiacZ0/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+VII+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0hex8xKI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/dAmpRWiacZ0/s400/Balit+Miri+VII+069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229299867133461666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8. The new BFF Nadia Jalani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0hXs9IiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/QVVrRwZnf8I/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+VII+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI0hXs9IiI/AAAAAAAAAbY/QVVrRwZnf8I/s400/Balit+Miri+VII+073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229299865233465890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9. Yazid/P-head's trusty Proton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIzamBNW-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/6TdXRJlDQQg/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+IX+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIzamBNW-I/AAAAAAAAAaY/6TdXRJlDQQg/s400/Balit+Miri+IX+038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229298649305799650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10. That shisha will never go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIza3Q-PRI/AAAAAAAAAag/YdpPs0IFUbw/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+IX+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIza3Q-PRI/AAAAAAAAAag/YdpPs0IFUbw/s400/Balit+Miri+IX+074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229298653935320338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11. The posse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIza5sairI/AAAAAAAAAao/ms0RtUZ6buc/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+IX+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIza5sairI/AAAAAAAAAao/ms0RtUZ6buc/s400/Balit+Miri+IX+083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229298654587292338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;12. Mr Gjul kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIzbDDbDgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mQnCglImEKo/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+VI+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIzbDDbDgI/AAAAAAAAAaw/mQnCglImEKo/s400/Balit+Miri+VI+112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229298657099714050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And let me end this post with two lost Curtin University Visitors, complete with Visitor Pass. Thank you Ain for giving us the insightful tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIytLZ3THI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jQ43CRxX_Pk/s1600-h/Balit+Miri+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJIytLZ3THI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/jQ43CRxX_Pk/s400/Balit+Miri+043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229297869067340914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;END OF PART I. There you go. I updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-4260107142050161349?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/4260107142050161349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=4260107142050161349&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/4260107142050161349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/4260107142050161349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-has-come-time.html' title='It has come time.....'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SJI1xGdXO7I/AAAAAAAAAbg/iwP81KTmbrY/s72-c/Balit+Miri+X+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-9079993980869478412</id><published>2008-07-12T01:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T01:18:11.457-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SHhMWN4YzTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/VXYyORcBGjo/s1600-h/DSC01835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SHhMWN4YzTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/VXYyORcBGjo/s400/DSC01835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222007712503090482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-9079993980869478412?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/9079993980869478412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=9079993980869478412&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/9079993980869478412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/9079993980869478412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-because.html' title='Just because.'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SHhMWN4YzTI/AAAAAAAAAaI/VXYyORcBGjo/s72-c/DSC01835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-1124744956886237869</id><published>2008-06-30T07:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:14:39.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Went to Lame Ol' Bekenu</title><content type='html'>Too busy to write anything. Just go &lt;a href="http://momitc.blogspot.com/2008/06/bekenu-day-trip.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, complete with pics.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND, pretty soon I will also make a long post with all pictures I took with my friends here. Or, I might as well just post them on facebook or something. Easier to share. Oh well, we'll see which one is easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Shahrul, why no sound from you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! AND SEPANYOL TELAH MENGALAHKAN JERMAN! Hubab, Torresmu sgt mengujakan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-1124744956886237869?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/1124744956886237869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=1124744956886237869&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/1124744956886237869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/1124744956886237869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/06/went-to-lame-ol-bekenu.html' title='Went to Lame Ol&apos; Bekenu'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-675574796902975854</id><published>2008-06-05T20:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:15:25.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update from Miri, Sarawak</title><content type='html'>Anyone who wants to come to Miri, COME! COME! Lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dropped by to make a quick update, and to tell everyone I'm not dead yet. I've been having tons of fun here in Miri, having an actual LIFE, hence the lack of updates. I really really missed (and almost forgot) the times I used to have with my friends here. Tunggu kau jak tok Mi, akhir gilak kau balit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I'm able to get online thanks to my neighbor who is stupid enough not to lock their wireless connection. Thank you very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess that's all. The connection here is too slow to load pictures, so don't count on me being patient to even upload one. BUT WAIT!! I almost forgot, Zaid asked to me upload a few videos of him up on Youtube (he's an avid Youtube-er now) so yeah, he has 2 videos up, of him messing with my camera at my Nenek's house, which I will post as well! That's all folks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Illaliqa'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zaid the Magician&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/chyFMRJ49pk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/chyFMRJ49pk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zaid in "What's Up Dude"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nN7ymb7QNMo&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nN7ymb7QNMo&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-675574796902975854?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/675574796902975854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=675574796902975854&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/675574796902975854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/675574796902975854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/06/quick-update-from-miri-sarawak.html' title='Quick update from Miri, Sarawak'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-6600274476072127315</id><published>2008-05-25T01:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T01:11:25.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Balik kampung</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After three days here, we received news that my beloved grandma was admitted to the hospital, and things aren't looking too good. So tonight my mom, Zaid, and Aida will be on the only flight back to Miri. All very last minute, amidst tons of other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thus, yours truly will be back in Malaysia from 27th May till 11th July. Back home, I don't think it'll be easy for me to be online, so the blog will probably go on a semi-hiatus. Will update if connection found.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everyone please pray for my Grandma, and for our safe flight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Illaliqa'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-6600274476072127315?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/6600274476072127315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=6600274476072127315&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/6600274476072127315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/6600274476072127315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/balik-kampung.html' title='Balik kampung'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-5109140598257057950</id><published>2008-05-22T11:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T16:53:15.795-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally back in Oman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SDXrHuCE-BI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FReR9bKoabU/s1600-h/Balit+Oman+II+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SDXrHuCE-BI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FReR9bKoabU/s400/Balit+Oman+II+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203323462344833042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally I'm back. YES!! The long hours on the flight wasn't fun, especially when I had three transits, in Newark, France, and Qatar. Dammit, those depressing hours suck the life out of me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, finally went to the doctor to get my cough treated. Got nebulized and now I'm feeling so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-5109140598257057950?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/5109140598257057950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=5109140598257057950&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/5109140598257057950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/5109140598257057950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-back-in-oman.html' title='Finally back in Oman'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SDXrHuCE-BI/AAAAAAAAAaA/FReR9bKoabU/s72-c/Balit+Oman+II+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-682337140761771211</id><published>2008-05-19T02:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T02:29:54.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 More day!! -- and Cayalah lu Dr. Mahathir!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SDErqLDACrI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_zdXAK_Akqk/s1600-h/1321678901_49e2fe41a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SDErqLDACrI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_zdXAK_Akqk/s400/1321678901_49e2fe41a0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201987048109509298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALOR STAR: Former Prime Minister Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad announced Monday at 12.35pm that he is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;quitting Umno&lt;/span&gt;, citing a lack of confidence in the current leadership. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He said this during a talk here on Monday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He has been critical of his appointed successor Prime Minister Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi, blaming the current Umno president for the party’s disappointing performance in the 12th general election.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The ruling Barisan Nasional coalition, of which Umno is the largest component party, won the March 8 election with a simple majority, and saw four more states join Kelantan under Opposition rule.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dr Mahathir urged other party members to quit too, as a way of pressuring Abdullah into vacating his post.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, he advised those who do quit not to join any opposition party, adding they can all rejoin the party once there is a change in leadership.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Abdullah has so far refused all calls for him to step down, and said he would defend his presidency in the party polls in December.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;credit to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://ampin.wordpress.com/2008/05/19/dr-mahathir-quit-umno/"&gt;Ampin&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/386293848399524970-682337140761771211?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/682337140761771211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=682337140761771211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/682337140761771211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/682337140761771211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/cayalah-lu-dr-mahathir.html' title='1 More day!! -- and Cayalah lu Dr. Mahathir!'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SDErqLDACrI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_zdXAK_Akqk/s72-c/1321678901_49e2fe41a0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-2531771866993739006</id><published>2008-05-18T16:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:40:45.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is so strange how we work sometimes.</title><content type='html'>Today, there was this RA organized event, pizza day, so they could spend time with the residents. However, most of us just came, grabbed a few slices, went out and eat outside instead. Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the RA's thought it was odd. "We bought all these pizzas and they'd rather sit outside than eat with us, fine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to say when she said that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-2531771866993739006?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/2531771866993739006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=2531771866993739006&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/2531771866993739006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/2531771866993739006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-is-so-strange-how-we-work-sometimes.html' title='It is so strange how we work sometimes.'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-11531853216599487</id><published>2008-05-17T17:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T17:36:27.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days!! - and quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;**QUICK UPDATE: Just found out my blog looks like shit in Mozilla Firefox. IE or Safari will somehow reduce the shitness.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah. I seriously cannot wait to get back to Oman. And Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I'm just counting days, got nothing better to do. Sick shitless of Vandy and haven't really got the time to blog anymore. Actually in all honesty I have TOO MUCH time to blog, it's just that there's nothing to blog about, really. Yes, I'm that ignorant. Shit, someone better guide me back to the real world! Dolah? Yes, you bro. Do drag me back in, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just to sum up the past few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Did A LOT of movings. All you Vandy-ers feel me ayy? I never want to see those decrepit red and green dollies NO MORE! And shame on those who packed up without boxes!! Loose, no matter heavy OR light items, drive me insanely mad bonkers crazzzyy!&lt;br /&gt;2. Broke my laptop while doing all these movings. Left my bag outside then accidently drove over it. Now, that's a first for me. Never in my life thought I'd actually drove over my laptop. Cracked the screen, sent to ITS, forgot to pick it up before ITS closed on Friday, so had to wait till freakin Monday to pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;3. While moving my stuff to Towers, I accidently locked myself out of my car. Left the keys inside. Called VUPD and they really came through! Excellent service!&lt;br /&gt;4. I think the longer I stay in Nashville, the more money I'll spend. No matter on food, or on stuff. So I better get myself the hell out of here. Oh Sakinah, you know the RL luggage that you want, the big black one was actually $99 instead of $145. So guess who got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I just find out (nothing exciting really), that Urban Outfitters, the store which goes out, and fits urbanites all over will open in Nashville, replacing the City Hall (next to Ru San's Sushi). I love and thank City Hall for all the amazing concerts, great intimate venue really, but since it's being replaced with UO, I don't mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it, my "quick" update. Don't reckon anyone will read it really but who cares. I'll be gone for the Summer anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-11531853216599487?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/11531853216599487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=11531853216599487&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/11531853216599487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/11531853216599487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/3-more-days-and-quick-update.html' title='3 more days!! - and quick update'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-4330600601817632346</id><published>2008-05-14T01:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:24:40.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Post II: L' Arc En Ciel</title><content type='html'>Check them out. L' Arc En Ciel: Stay Away. &lt;div&gt;Stupid Video. Catchy song. Fahmi has been RAVING about this Japanese band since before I flew to the states. So, why not? Post sajeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sNtkRYEuetU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sNtkRYEuetU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-4330600601817632346?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/4330600601817632346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=4330600601817632346&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/4330600601817632346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/4330600601817632346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/quick-post-ii-l-arc-en-ciel.html' title='Quick Post II: L&apos; Arc En Ciel'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-8622029720017476788</id><published>2008-05-14T00:22:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:36:04.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why nobody update their blogs anymore? Is it because everybody dah ada life and I'm the one left without a life? Probably yes. Aaahh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, most of my favorite blogs went private. Sad, sad time in the blogosphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And by popular request, a picture of Fatih at the Senior Commencement Dinner (oh yeah, I might blog on this wonderful event next time I'm working):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCp4SbDACqI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1tGlGxqSkOg/s1600-h/Commencement+Dinner+Class+of+08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCp4SbDACqI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1tGlGxqSkOg/s400/Commencement+Dinner+Class+of+08+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200100977645980322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Nah, nak sangat gambar die. Ambik ni. Pegi main jauh2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-8622029720017476788?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/8622029720017476788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=8622029720017476788&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/8622029720017476788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/8622029720017476788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/wtf.html' title='WTF??'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCp4SbDACqI/AAAAAAAAAZk/1tGlGxqSkOg/s72-c/Commencement+Dinner+Class+of+08+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-2273460974554337638</id><published>2008-05-10T20:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T12:22:01.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 More days!!! - and a relationship reminder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a thought, I always wonder, what helps in making sure a long distance relationship stays healthy and happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I personally believe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Kalau dah in a relationship, buat cara that you're in a relationship. Don't be TOO easy and flirt around. I cannot stand those who are in a relationship and they make their ways as if they're so single and available. Right Hanum? Someone who's taken turns you off right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2) Communication is key, cliche'd but so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3) Think about the song from Enchanted "How does sheee knowww you love her?". Let her know that she's still the one. LOL LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9O6hEPP3LD/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9O6hEPP3LD/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, ok. Enough relationship talk. Since Sakinah will be flying back tomorrow I thought I'd write this to remind myself ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I've learnt from my friends' experiences, long distance is hard, but if you make it through, YOU ARE THE BOMB, the SHIT BANG GIDI BANG BANG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-2273460974554337638?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/2273460974554337638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=2273460974554337638&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/2273460974554337638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/2273460974554337638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/10-more-days.html' title='10 More days!!! - and a relationship reminder'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-5093655903914401282</id><published>2008-05-10T00:42:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T02:06:56.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And next year, it's my turn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU71d2Q2vI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ck4fodVtY1s/s1600-h/Commencement+Class+of+08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU71d2Q2vI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ck4fodVtY1s/s400/Commencement+Class+of+08+006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198627134600436466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for the constant picture updates lately. I deleted my friendster, where else am I gonna upload them right? Today was the Commencement (graduation) ceremony, it was my first time actually, and it was really really exciting listening to families cheering for their loved ones when they got on stage and finally got their degree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mak, those American mothers (and Malays thank you very much) were all dressed up, so you gotta go tempah baju for mine next year ok? Daddy, you as well, gotta go buy a sports coat, like the picture below. And I know you can cheer much much better than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU5Rd2Q2uI/AAAAAAAAAYc/B0HHFaANq-w/s1600-h/Commencement+Class+of+08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU5Rd2Q2uI/AAAAAAAAAYc/B0HHFaANq-w/s400/Commencement+Class+of+08+005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198624317101890274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spotted: Victoria Beckham in the crowd. Her diva highness made us change our seats to somewhere more shaded. Lol, kidding kidding! We didn't want to be right under the hot sun because Sharol didn't want to be a shade darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU8qN2Q2wI/AAAAAAAAAYs/uNK3Ymb__3o/s1600-h/Commencement+Class+of+08+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU8qN2Q2wI/AAAAAAAAAYs/uNK3Ymb__3o/s320/Commencement+Class+of+08+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198628040838535938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spotted: Ehem Ehem. These two, I have no idea, but everyone has their own speculations. If it's true or not, we will never know because like always, everyone are 'just friends'. But, seriously Syamir, why so lambat u made a move?? See, it's graduation day dah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GG&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU_U92Q20I/AAAAAAAAAZM/sPg6bUQ8bhI/s1600-h/Commencement+Class+of+08+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU_U92Q20I/AAAAAAAAAZM/sPg6bUQ8bhI/s320/Commencement+Class+of+08+087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198630974301199170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, this pic is here just because Hafiz is too dashingly good looking. And congrats to both Jurai and Sonic as well. Gonna miss them dearly. Where else am I going to borrow telur or garam or gula from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU_Vd2Q21I/AAAAAAAAAZU/_qf2EvgtREA/s1600-h/Commencement+Class+of+08+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU_Vd2Q21I/AAAAAAAAAZU/_qf2EvgtREA/s320/Commencement+Class+of+08+077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198630982891133778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's Ira and Mud. Fun people, and not forgetting best dressers in Vandy as well, these two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU_Vt2Q22I/AAAAAAAAAZc/RuA38YWiDqE/s1600-h/Commencement+Class+of+08+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU_Vt2Q22I/AAAAAAAAAZc/RuA38YWiDqE/s320/Commencement+Class+of+08+056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198630987186101090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here they are, all the graduating seniors! Congratulations! You all make me proud with all the summa cum laudes, magnas, cum laudes, tau beta pi's (menyampah aku, may I borrow one TBP rantai for next year?), and special awards. WOW WOW WOW. Gempak siottt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU8qt2Q2xI/AAAAAAAAAY0/B4yzy3Y3MK8/s1600-h/Commencement+Class+of+08+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU8qt2Q2xI/AAAAAAAAAY0/B4yzy3Y3MK8/s320/Commencement+Class+of+08+050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198628049428470546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, another picture. This time of Fiqah. Her face is like "Ceh, Qayyum I have a degree now, you ada ke?". Congrats Fiqah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU8rN2Q2zI/AAAAAAAAAZE/vPrq4BS5LHg/s1600-h/Commencement+Class+of+08+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU8rN2Q2zI/AAAAAAAAAZE/vPrq4BS5LHg/s320/Commencement+Class+of+08+074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198628058018405170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to end the post right here, but this picture is just too precious. Spotted: The afro guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU8q92Q2yI/AAAAAAAAAY8/uPZXha8tXhk/s1600-h/Commencement+Class+of+08+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU8q92Q2yI/AAAAAAAAAY8/uPZXha8tXhk/s320/Commencement+Class+of+08+068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198628053723437858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess that's it! Got tons of other pictures I would like to share but I guess this is good for now. Just so you know, every time I work, I'll start blogging cause my shifts are so damn boring. It takes up half of my time, good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Illaliqa'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-5093655903914401282?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/5093655903914401282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=5093655903914401282&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/5093655903914401282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/5093655903914401282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/and-next-year-its-my-turn.html' title='And next year, it&apos;s my turn.'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCU71d2Q2vI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ck4fodVtY1s/s72-c/Commencement+Class+of+08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-8218779938863924130</id><published>2008-05-08T02:25:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:50:59.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Farewell Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So the time has come for us to celebrate the graduating seniors of Class of 2008! It really was bittersweet. And must I add it was an excellent event! The new MSAV and the whole batch really is a whole new breed of organization! Bravo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, I won't go into detail on the actual event itself but let me just add that the theme this year is Hollywood Red Carpet Gala. Aii karambaa~! I was one of the appointed paparazzis of the night, following our senior celebrities from their entrance to the red carpet event, and also joined in with the cam-whoring-filled event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first to get out of their car rides and be interviewed at the entrance sans red carpet are Mr. Zul and Mr. Lan. Very dashing looks from both celebrity, and Mr. Zul actually won the Best Dressed Male Award that night, thanks to his funky fedora and pimpin style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsivlor6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/fF2Wht_huyU/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsivlor6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/fF2Wht_huyU/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197906632828825506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now here are few of the female celebrities looking their best. Nabilah couldn't stand the glare from the many photographers, hence the closed eyes. Also in the pic is fellow celebrities living on the same floor as me. Sonic looking very Ellen Degeneres-esque, but sexier and Jurai looks hot in her white jacket. All sponsored by Micheal Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsjPlor7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Vdhg8HMtZdQ/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsjPlor7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Vdhg8HMtZdQ/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197906641418760114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsjPlor7I/AAAAAAAAAWE/Vdhg8HMtZdQ/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's Miss Kak Ena, with a beautiful jubah specially imported from Dubai. The intricate beading on her jubah and her demure yet provocative hijab arrangement scored her the Best Dressed Female Award of the Night. Shoes by Chanel. Also pictured is fellow celebrity, Ms Fiqah with a sweet white blouse by Dolce and Gabbana. She glared my eyes with her white shine of elegance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsjvlor8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/PYwtFIqtc94/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsjvlor8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/PYwtFIqtc94/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197906650008694722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsjvlor8I/AAAAAAAAAWM/PYwtFIqtc94/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fellow female paparazzi worth mentioning also tidak mahu kalah when it comes to dressing up! Check out those white boots on Fizah sponsored by Gucci! Bak kata Sakinah, sampai tua pun takkan lupa those white boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsj_lor9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/JbkAVMOkk-U/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsj_lor9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/JbkAVMOkk-U/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197906654303662034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsj_lor9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/JbkAVMOkk-U/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsj_lor9I/AAAAAAAAAWU/JbkAVMOkk-U/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First to actually hit the red carpet is Mr. Dore, with a young and fresh outfit by John Varvatos. Skinny ties seems to be a hit of the night!&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKvxvlor-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/EPO61u-Q-wg/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKvxvlor-I/AAAAAAAAAWc/EPO61u-Q-wg/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197910189061746658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here comes Ms Nabilah and Mr Aus, strutting down the red carpet like there's no tomorrow! Ms Nabilah looked remarkable with her turqoise ensemble, by Prada. Not forgetting, Mr Aus, looking sharp in a Gucci suit and jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKvyPlor_I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q8-GyiYV_uo/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKvyPlor_I/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q8-GyiYV_uo/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197910197651681266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ms Kak Raihan stopped the traffic tonight with this amazing black and white look! Ultimately sopan, yet she did not sacrifice the hot factor. Long dress by (man, I'm out of designer labels)... Burberry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKvyflosAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/FwCwfebcqHM/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKvyflosAI/AAAAAAAAAWs/FwCwfebcqHM/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197910201946648578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, ON TO THE PARTY!!! Here's your blogger, Q, and his super hot girlfriend, Sakinah! Mr Blogger went with more like a VMA red carpet instead of an Oscar red carpet, so he ended up with a blue Fred Perry shirt, white tie, white shoes, his usual vest, Dolah's jeans, red Wayfarers, and a red Tulip. Rock starrr babe. The sexy girl in the other hand wore a daring dress from Express which she got from the clearance section, which was a remarkable purchase. Looks amazing! She also debuted a new head scarf and a new necklace. Check out those shoes on her feet by Nine West!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKxvPlosBI/AAAAAAAAAW0/-NJcrwtndr4/s1600-h/IMG_0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKxvPlosBI/AAAAAAAAAW0/-NJcrwtndr4/s320/IMG_0543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197912345135329298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;The gedik bunch: Ms Fizah, Mr Sarol Model Of the Year, Ms Sakinah and Datin Zairin. Ms Fyzah wore a cute polka dot dress while Datin Zairin opted for a silky blue dress. Exquisite purchases, both from Selamanya 21! Sharol, our Mr Model of the Year, looking sleek and clean, very James Dean-esque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKxvvlosCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/a1sPbVBsgzE/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKxvvlosCI/AAAAAAAAAW8/a1sPbVBsgzE/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197912353725263906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKxv_losDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/uxT1TLHKhiw/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKxv_losDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/uxT1TLHKhiw/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+175.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197912358020231218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off course, it won't be complete without my  room mate, Mr Dols. Looking very macho in his Versace suit and John Varvatos green-black skinny tie. We're the only two who thinks it was too bright in the ballroom, so we looked extra sharp with our shades. Haircuts by Heads Up. Mr Dols also performed a great musical number "Can't take my eyes of you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKxwflosEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ahnAxv9jQ3w/s1600-h/IMG_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKxwflosEI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ahnAxv9jQ3w/s320/IMG_0544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197912366610165826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we have again Mr Sarol, Ms Nabilah... but LOOK! We have Eva Longoria with us tonight! A surprise guest indeed! She tore down the house when she came in the building. Eva lookin hot in a metallic top by Dolce and Gabbana!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK19flosFI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZTxHlukWirw/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK19flosFI/AAAAAAAAAXU/ZTxHlukWirw/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197916987994976338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHAT?! Another artist dropped by! Mr Cammoe from the famous local group Ruffedge. (Mr Cammoe told me he really wanted to be Justin Timberlake, but that went down the drain I guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK19vlosGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XywlNjkKcUI/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK19vlosGI/AAAAAAAAAXc/XywlNjkKcUI/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197916992289943650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AH! Ms Ira looking cute in a great number by Escada. She perfected the look with a borrowed Red Wayfarer, and a thin belt by Coach. Lookinn gooooddd...~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK1-PlosHI/AAAAAAAAAXk/39XMTpm212k/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK1-PlosHI/AAAAAAAAAXk/39XMTpm212k/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197917000879878258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here you go, the freshmen girls. Well, the guys no need to put pics cause pretty much everyone came with a suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK1-vlosII/AAAAAAAAAXs/VUwRz7xY5L0/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK1-vlosII/AAAAAAAAAXs/VUwRz7xY5L0/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197917009469812866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More freshmen action! Here' we have the upcoming female vocalist from the Rock band 'Paramore', Ms Delilah! Kept it simple with shirts and jeans, but spiced up her look with cool shades and enticing heels. Sakinah still lookin extremely sexy in her Express dress and Nine West shoes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK4gPlosJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Qrbor4PVYSU/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK4gPlosJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Qrbor4PVYSU/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197919784018686098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YO YO! Fellow paparazzi, Mr Hanbali kept it simple in a white shirt and black ties, all by Kenneth Cole NY. Gotta keep it real, bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK4gflosKI/AAAAAAAAAX8/m9Pu-DX40Y8/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK4gflosKI/AAAAAAAAAX8/m9Pu-DX40Y8/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197919788313653410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another freshmen action! And most daring outfit of the night! Ms Jasmine, looking good in a purple dress by Fendi. Shoes also by Fendi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK4hPlosLI/AAAAAAAAAYE/rb1pBo5CICs/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK4hPlosLI/AAAAAAAAAYE/rb1pBo5CICs/s320/Senior+Farewell+Party+171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197919801198555314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So folks, there you have it, the highlights of the night! The event went well, and it was superb! GUESS WHAT? We got a last minute surprise, thanks to Mr Sharol Model of the Year! He scored both of us a campaign for Burberry. Check out the ad below! Adios~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK7-_losNI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_Eihzjf89kw/s1600-h/Senior+Farewell+Party+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCK7-_losNI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_Eihzjf89kw/s400/Senior+Farewell+Party+184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197923610834546898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-8218779938863924130?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/8218779938863924130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=8218779938863924130&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/8218779938863924130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/8218779938863924130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/senior-farewell-party.html' title='Senior Farewell Party'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCKsivlor6I/AAAAAAAAAV8/fF2Wht_huyU/s72-c/Senior+Farewell+Party+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-157023241085497329</id><published>2008-05-06T01:45:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T02:14:43.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lewis House - The Living Quarters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, a year in review. Well, not really, but for sure I'll give you the juicy scoops. As my older post had mentioned, this is actually my first venture into the world of shared living space. It has its ups and downs, but all in all it's all good. So, for the little-to-none non-Vandy visitors I might have, let me speedily guide you through Lewis House- the building which I gleefully resided for the past 2 semesters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sad, sad building is THE Lewis House. Man, considering the amount of money students had to cash in for a year here in Vanderbilt, I'd think this place should've been much, much better. 2nd picture shows Sakinah presenting the 'LEWIS' sign (proudly, I must add).&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__HbXRfUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ClQ9EL7B-dY/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__HbXRfUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ClQ9EL7B-dY/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197152998078381378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__H7XRfVI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8UmhzDUvoK4/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__H7XRfVI/AAAAAAAAAUo/8UmhzDUvoK4/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197153006668315986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lived on the 10th floor, apartment 7. It's 1007, notice the double-0 7? Agent Bond. Man that was lame, but it sounds friggin cool when I first noticed that. Lol, lame lame. Anyways, moving on, once you enter the apartment, you're greeted by three boomerangs (from Nik), symbolizing the three mates (Me, Hubab, Dolah). Throw us far apart, and even if we bug each other sometimes, we still fly back together. Wow, I seriously just came up with that. Impressive. Also greeting you will be a collective row of shoes, ranging from Adidas to FCUK. Yo, we be stylin' yo.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__TrXRfWI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qonkBdKkoHI/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__TrXRfWI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qonkBdKkoHI/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197153208531778914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, ladies and gentleman, I present you the living room! It actually is bigger than it looks in the picture. And yes, this is how the apartment is on an average day. Dolah hangs out here more than anyone else though, and if you knock on the door you'll be greeted with his sometimes overtly vicious "MASOOOKKKK!!!!". Lol, classic classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__trXRfXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/55iTGaMW10Y/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__trXRfXI/AAAAAAAAAU4/55iTGaMW10Y/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197153655208377714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, when these pictures were taken MSAV just had a big event and all the bekas2 makanan which was supposed to be returned a week ago was left to rot in the house. The house stank so bad that whole week, man. Bak kata Hubab, "YA ALLAH RUMAH NI BAU MACAM BABI!!!!". Oh yeah, don't worry we cleaned it though. I do have pictures of the whole gruesome, gut-wrenching cleaning session, filled with tears and vomit. They were just too graphic for public publishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__t7XRfYI/AAAAAAAAAVA/jT7DeK9Z7F8/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__t7XRfYI/AAAAAAAAAVA/jT7DeK9Z7F8/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197153659503345026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this folks, is the Kitchen. All red and mysterious. Well, actually I hated the pic, but wanted to show the kitchen. So I had to red-frickin-tint out that fucking vain guy out. Usually, we rotated on who cooks when, and usually it's a double treat dinner-cum-lunch. Everyone has their specialities, I'm gonna miss Dolah's Ayam kicap (yum! yum!) and merah, I think I'm good with Sup Ayam and my super pedas Ayam Black-pepper (well, I liked it. Not so sure bout the room mates though lol I kill them every time I cook my special pedas dishes), and Hubab... Hubab, he's the Chef. He cooks from Nasi kerabu to Nasi Ayam, but I especially enjoy his Ayam Lemak. Notice that we only cook ayam, greens are a rare in this household. Man, we tigers, we no rabbits, we eat no carrots all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__ubXRfZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/E-zGjW9JPFY/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__ubXRfZI/AAAAAAAAAVI/E-zGjW9JPFY/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197153668093279634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a hobby of mine, which I got from my lovely mother Rohaya. She used to collect magnets wherever she goes, and that's what I did, plus much more. I collect magnets from places I've never visited as well, thanks to my friends who travel more than I do. Notice the Virgo magnet, that's an absolute favorite I got when I went to the Sex Museum in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCAAKbXRfaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/7BQ22YkTbmI/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCAAKbXRfaI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/7BQ22YkTbmI/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197154149129616802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the hallway, decorated with my Ghostbusters poster and Sharol's Stewie Family Guy poster. This is where we get our freak on. Dolah and I spend a lot of time pimpin ourselves up before going out. Looking good doesn't happen by magic, contrary to popular beliefs, it takes effort. Kidding! Kidding! LOL, enough vain-ness already, right next to the mirror is the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCAAK7XRfbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/tJpaFKQaZE8/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCAAK7XRfbI/AAAAAAAAAVY/tJpaFKQaZE8/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197154157719551410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Hubab's room, the door I mean. Let's see what he is up too. Hiiiiiii.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCAALLXRfcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/GrwKAZsEahg/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCAALLXRfcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/GrwKAZsEahg/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197154162014518722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this private sanctuary is Dolah's and mine. I don't know, he sleeps here probably 10 times, he prefers the living room, in front of the tv set. Why ek dolah? You don't like me kah ;) ? I don't snore do I? (Right, only Hubab snores).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCAALrXRfdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/X1aletax4g8/s1600-h/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SCAALrXRfdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/X1aletax4g8/s400/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197154170604453330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So there you have it. All summed into a single post, pictures and all. Off course there are plethora of other things but let's keep them behind closed doors. In a nutshell, it was a fun experience. Like I said, has its ups and downs, but overall if I have to go through it again, I'll probably go through it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Illaliqa'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S- I'll be flying back in 2 weeks! Yippeee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-157023241085497329?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/157023241085497329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=157023241085497329&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/157023241085497329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/157023241085497329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/lewis-house-living-quarters.html' title='Lewis House - The Living Quarters'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SB__HbXRfUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ClQ9EL7B-dY/s72-c/2008-03-12,+Lewis+House+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-6695835539036975408</id><published>2008-05-06T01:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:03:12.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Geram</title><content type='html'>How irresponsible it is to sign up for work, and not showing up for it? VERY.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, some people just never learn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-6695835539036975408?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/6695835539036975408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=6695835539036975408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/6695835539036975408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/6695835539036975408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/geram.html' title='Geram'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-8035500705148320728</id><published>2008-05-03T00:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:54:42.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the moment: Cobrastyle - Teddy Bears</title><content type='html'>My style is de bomb didibomb dideng dideng digidigi~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/szmyoKgBp6Q&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/szmyoKgBp6Q&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those who prefer a touch of electric to the song, here's a cover by Robyn. Awesome shit. Danceable all night long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2A-fuFeRekE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2A-fuFeRekE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-8035500705148320728?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/8035500705148320728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=8035500705148320728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/8035500705148320728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/8035500705148320728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/05/song-of-moment-cobrastyle-teddy-bears.html' title='Song of the moment: Cobrastyle - Teddy Bears'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-4000214955158326117</id><published>2008-04-29T00:48:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:50:42.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumors are starting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs13/i/2007/070/e/d/Rumors_by_agentraygun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs13/i/2007/070/e/d/Rumors_by_agentraygun.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Tomorrow big final exam, offcourse must post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So, nothing big or new. But stumbled upon this song which I haven't heard in forever and it's so applicable to everyone. Man, sorry for the ultra horrible writing, brain got saturated with Separations and Mass Transfer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Back to what I was saying, about the song, you know how you hate it if anyone's talking about you behind your back, and making up all these silly rumors? Off course, it's very unpleasing, but to get through life, you just got to endure through it, right? Now, I've finally resorted to the typical 'post song lyrics' post. LOL, never thought it'd see the light of day. But yeah, folks, this is what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lindsay Lohan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; from her not-so-hit single, Rumors (man, I crack myself up sometimes, oh God), said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But I can tell that you're watching me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And you're probably gonna write what you didn't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well I just need a little space to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Can you please respect my privacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[BRIDGE:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why can't you just let me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do the things I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I just wanna be me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't understand why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Would you wanna bring me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm only having fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm gonna live my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Like I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm tired of rumors starting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm sick of being followed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm tired of people lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Saying what they want about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why can't they back up off me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why can't they let me live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm gonna do it my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Take this for just what it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-4000214955158326117?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/4000214955158326117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=4000214955158326117&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/4000214955158326117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/4000214955158326117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/04/tomorrow-big-final-exam-offcourse-must.html' title='Rumors are starting...'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-5544018480771986400</id><published>2008-04-23T21:04:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:20:44.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>almost done with junior year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SA_vxbXRfTI/AAAAAAAAAUY/gW6-mZs1S_M/s400/Copy+of+Rites+Day+1+035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Still, can't do an 'O' like Arina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I can't wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Finals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;1. Saturday 9 am - American Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;2. Tuesday 9 am - Mass Transfer and Rate-based Separations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3. Turned-in : Take-home final exam - Separations Processes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;With that, blogging will officially take the least priority. However, like Dolah said, an exam the next day means perfect timing for blogging.. So, together we will see. People, please pray for our success together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;After all that, it's time to lenggang kangkung!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;An email from Khairi (the new MSAV President) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To those who are going back to Malaysia early, please make sure that you have all your belongings packed and assign someone to be responsible for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, Hubab, I'm responsible for your stuff. Make sure you pack reallll good, unlike someone we both know from past moving experiences ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-5544018480771986400?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/5544018480771986400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=5544018480771986400&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/5544018480771986400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/5544018480771986400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/04/almost-done-with-junior-year.html' title='almost done with junior year'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_85Ii_URrm2U/SA_vxbXRfTI/AAAAAAAAAUY/gW6-mZs1S_M/s72-c/Copy+of+Rites+Day+1+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-7797056539239636413</id><published>2008-04-23T00:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:53:34.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby oh Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sportgear.sportse.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/m7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://sportgear.sportse.org/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/m7.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can officially call it quits on my previous love. &lt;a href="http://q.kwashere.com/2007/08/wish-list-part-ii.html"&gt;Infiniti G35 coupe&lt;/a&gt;, roll your wheels over and melt your chassis in envy as I present my new affair: Mercedes CL550. THE shiny toy I wish I had. Certainly worth going crazy for. All you Mercedes haters out there, go shade up behind your BMW 3-series coupe (which was sexy probably 5 months ago), cause this mean machine will blind your eyes with its striking shine. Ngehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now if only I could find someone to pay the down payment upfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/S- The pictures does not do my baby justice. Watch Ryan Sheckler driving his pimped up version, and you'll get why I wet myself dreaming of this piece of majestic metal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-7797056539239636413?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/7797056539239636413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=7797056539239636413&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/7797056539239636413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/7797056539239636413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-oh-baby.html' title='Baby oh Baby!'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-386293848399524970.post-527296221956132498</id><published>2008-04-22T04:51:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T05:11:17.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Does my parents even read this blog anymore?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs21/f/2007/282/d/f/spicy_by_silverbull.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs21/f/2007/282/d/f/spicy_by_silverbull.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sole purpose that initially pushed me to actually start blogging was just to keep them (family) updated to how I am here in the States. Really wanted them to know what I'm actually going through, while keeping a personal journal for myself as well. That is probably why I tone things down a bit, cause I know they're reading. But I'm not so sure they do anymore.... so i guess it's time to bring things up a notch! Spicy spicy arriibaa arribbaaa! Ayy caramba! fucktards i can fucking curse whenever i fucking want now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Update: when I actually reread the post, I realized I don't really curse no more. My mouth had remained curse free as of late, which is pretty freakin impressive. And it's a bit distasteful when a post contains too generous amounts of curse words. It's as if you're just showing how cool you are that you can easily spit out such a hateful word and how great you are with your vast vocab of cuss... seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Man, I contradict myself with every word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/386293848399524970-527296221956132498?l=qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/feeds/527296221956132498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=386293848399524970&amp;postID=527296221956132498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/527296221956132498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/386293848399524970/posts/default/527296221956132498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://qbaggageclaim.blogspot.com/2008/04/does-my-parents-even-read-this-blog.html' title='Does my parents even read this blog anymore?'/><author><name>Abdul Q</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14853811645357847112</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05835307190829353865'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>