<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:03:35.078+08:00</updated><category term='crappy me'/><category term='ishh'/><category term='[s]witch college life'/><category term='just my 2 cents'/><category term='[s]witch smile'/><category term='[s]witch holiday'/><category term='[s]witch rambles'/><category term='[s]witch feels'/><category term='aahh road to teaching'/><category term='[s]witch diary [s]witch college life'/><category term='[s]witch shares...'/><category term='[s]witch diary'/><category term='[s]witch interest'/><category term='haha'/><category term='[s]witch teacher&apos;s life'/><category term='The Biggie-B Tale'/><category term='fun time'/><category term='[s]witch sharing'/><category term='expressing my feelings'/><category term='Tangkap Muat vs Jual Mahal'/><category term='[s]witch teacher to be'/><title type='text'>Jangan salah tekan suis....</title><subtitle type='html'>by: Suis Rusak</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7183428609388801885</id><published>2012-02-09T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T22:32:24.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tangkap Muat vs Jual Mahal'/><title type='text'>Tangkap Muat Vs Jual Mahal: Sepa manang?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"That awkward moment, when a guy flirts with you and few days later... he's in a relationship with another girl... " suis rusak, (2012)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;" &gt;Tangkap muat vs jual mahal. Sepa yang manang? Haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Maybe, just maybe... sa jak yang paham ni... tapi sa rasa lucu... Bila umur semakin meningkat ni there's more and more new experience. It's february the month of love.Btul kaitu??? Mangkali la kan...Almost all my colleague during college have settled down and of course after getting married they have kids. It's the time when people start to ask... ko bila lg.. jadi??? bila ko kawen... Ahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Too many things to write right now. Caca marba suda pikiran sa talampau banyak mo ditulis nda tau camana mo tulis suda... Alamaaaakkk...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;nanti la sa sambung... &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/4480523466240727735-7183428609388801885?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7183428609388801885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7183428609388801885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7183428609388801885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7183428609388801885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2012/02/tangkap-muat-vs-jual-mahal.html' title='Tangkap Muat Vs Jual Mahal: Sepa manang?'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3611368368497412310</id><published>2012-02-01T17:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T17:59:21.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch teacher&apos;s life'/><title type='text'>My super tanned sun kissed skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFNdFkfe764/TykD0thzoaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Orlu5YVO19M/s1600/kaki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFNdFkfe764/TykD0thzoaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Orlu5YVO19M/s200/kaki.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704094607150916002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Comel kan... Hahaha... Did you notice the hands and face are darker than the legs.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fine day, that is today by the way....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher A: Ei... Putih pula kaki c Amy kan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teacher B:......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buat lawak btul la.... Silaka.... mentang2 la my skin is very tanned now.... Of course la my legs fairer than my hand and face ... cause i don't wear short pants when training the students for sports day and netball.  And today the students told me that another teacher;who is suppose to be in charge of the &lt;i&gt;perbarisan, &lt;/i&gt;tell the them that i will train them tomorrow morning. Eh.. hello.. since when do i have to train them. Double silaka... Just because i'm guru sukan doesn't mean i have to do everything ba... Sabar jak la... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's go back to the story of kaki putih. I wonder. Teacher A is a male teacher. When did he saw me legs. I wear baju kurung to school never wear short skirt. Whoa.... dia cubuk sa d rumah ka... atau pun dia memerhatikan kaki sa dengan teliti...hahahaha... Maybe he saw me jalan2 d kadai ba kali kan... hahaha.. punya jahat tu pemikiran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, come think about it i do have a nice tanned skin. Haha... I like to think it that way. Makes me feel confident. Since little kids, among my sisters i have the most tanned skin. It once bothers me because people always compares me and my sister. They always will compliment fairer skin and not the tanned girl. People will always give credit to girls with fair complexion rather than tanned skin girls. Yessss..... been there, went through that. Just because my skin is tanned, i always get this remark. Punya itam ko macam pilak. Or Itam or ko macam om. Maybe you think it is funny. But actually i'm making a poker face and try hard to smile while inside it hurts my feeling so much that it somehow make me feel unpretty. Itu time kici2 la slalu kana ckp bgitu up until secondary school. That's why i have low self-esteem. Abis suda la itam rambut keriting lg. I got that from my dad. Fotostat my dad ba muka sa ni.. hahaha... and he is half chinese. Tp galap. "I love my dad! and I'm proud to be his daughter." (Iklan jap haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha... silly me. Why did i let that bothers me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-3611368368497412310?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3611368368497412310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3611368368497412310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3611368368497412310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3611368368497412310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-super-tanned-sun-kissed-skin.html' title='My super tanned sun kissed skin'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFNdFkfe764/TykD0thzoaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Orlu5YVO19M/s72-c/kaki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-5179151081155668834</id><published>2012-02-01T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T14:24:35.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bingung Post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;2 New year have passed. New year 2012 and Chinese new year:Year of the water dragon. And it's been ages since i post anything on this blog. I always write something, re-read the post and delete it. &lt;i&gt;Bingung! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;My blogging spirit is depleting rapidly. I realize that 2010 I only have 12 post and 2011 only 13 post. Argghhhhhh... &lt;i&gt;Nda pa. Tahun ni mo rajin sikit la kali kan.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Anyway happy new year eventho' today is 1st February &lt;i&gt;suda. &lt;/i&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/4480523466240727735-5179151081155668834?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5179151081155668834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=5179151081155668834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5179151081155668834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5179151081155668834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2012/02/bingung-post.html' title='Bingung Post.'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3750148350134648004</id><published>2011-06-21T17:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:31:22.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of spirit. In need of motivation and inspiration.</title><content type='html'>This year i woke up on the wrong side of the bed. I step into the new year without any new years resolution and here i am now without any revolution in my life. As a teacher, I totally suck this year. I fall behind in almost everything. I totally lost the motivation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-3750148350134648004?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3750148350134648004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3750148350134648004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3750148350134648004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3750148350134648004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/06/lack-of-spirit-in-need-of-motivation.html' title='Lack of spirit. In need of motivation and inspiration.'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3598598308263619709</id><published>2011-05-11T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T21:33:13.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Forgot how To flirt!</title><content type='html'>Haha... what a statement!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After breaking up from a long term relationship. Amazing 10 years ba.. Amazing la mangkali kan.. haha... Being cheated not only once but five times and i still stay loyal and faithful to him. Makes me ask myself "What am i thinking??!!" Giving him so many chances and hoping for him to change is like wishing for the cloud turn into cotton candy! I'm relieved i made that decision and i'm not going to fall back to that situation again. Even when he keep on talking sweet things trying to win my heart back. But hell to the no! I'm not gonna fall into that again! Ever! I Loved him, and that is in past tense because i'm looking forward for the future. Because I know my knight in bright shiny armour will come and make me happy and will take care of me better than him. Yeehaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I bombarded the door to my heart with bazooka, it's now open and i'm ready to accept those who are lining up waiting for me. Dooooiiiiiiiii..... punya perasannnnnn! But it's true ba! And recently I realize the long 10 years of closed door almost make me forgot the feeling to be cared and to flirt! haha... &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/4480523466240727735-3598598308263619709?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3598598308263619709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3598598308263619709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3598598308263619709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3598598308263619709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-forgot-how-to-flirt.html' title='I Forgot how To flirt!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-925151559159340419</id><published>2011-04-14T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T20:40:36.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Biggie-B Tale'/><title type='text'>The Biggie-B Tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;Chapter 1 : Introduction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hey y’all Biggie-B is in da’ house....Put your hands up... Put your hands up... How’s that as an intro? Hahaha.. Awkward!!! but I am still me but with a little twist “kunun”. I am so living a routine life so to make it more interesting I decided to write a tale about a princess who lives in a faraway land. Nah.. i lie. It’s just something that i would like to share with you guys out there. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Well just ignore the part where i talk to myself. I always do that.&lt;/i&gt; Anyway i’m just trying to spice up my life. Everything need to start from something right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;There’s an average looking girl living in the awesome place called Tamparuli. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Haha masuk bakul angkat sendiri... you now what i mean...&lt;/i&gt; Let’s just skip that. Biggie-B is sort of a nickname for given by a friend of mine back in my high school days. Why biggie-B? Can you figure it out? It’s because of my figure alright. For those who know me they’ll sure know that my biggest asset is my asset which is very prominent and outstanding. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Hahahaha. &lt;/i&gt;Biggie-B means BIG BOOBS. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Hehehe...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-MY"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;As a Biggie-B, there’s a lot of things that I have to endure. All kind of great and not so great experience that I encounter makes me who I am right now. It is part of me that I have to live and deal with. There’s a lot of issues that sometimes makes me sad, embarrass, proud and happy. That’s what I wanted to share with all of you. Forgive me for being very outspoken about these boobs thingy. Because for some people this kind of things is taboo for them but still we can’t ignore the fact that these things exist right? That’s all folks. See you at chapter 2 of the Biggie-B tales. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-925151559159340419?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/925151559159340419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=925151559159340419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/925151559159340419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/925151559159340419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/04/biggie-b-tales-1.html' title='The Biggie-B Tales'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7588807269235749657</id><published>2011-04-13T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T19:27:13.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Right after I posted the entry about how i move on after all that i been through. Suddenly he-who-once-shall-not-be-name came back out of nowhere and decide to play with my heart and emotions again. Saying all that stuff on how he miss me, how he love me, how he miss our happy time together. It's making me weak and weaker by each words. I do remember all those memories; sweet and bitter. But that's all only words and it is not shown by his action which is he is still living with another girl. Trying to win my heart back but in the same time still want to be with someone else. WHAT???!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, enough is enough. I can't go through all those pain anymore it's getting worser every second since the last 3 years he started to play this game. He change a lot. Yes he did. I loved him but not anymore. The pain he causes me is unbearable. I can't play in the game anymore. Game Over. No more players.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xp0L9RSjCgs/TaWH_kT0ckI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/f0J4FqMOEcY/s1600/game-over.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xp0L9RSjCgs/TaWH_kT0ckI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/f0J4FqMOEcY/s200/game-over.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595027638226022978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- NO THANKS.....-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-7588807269235749657?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xp0L9RSjCgs/TaWH_kT0ckI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/f0J4FqMOEcY/s72-c/game-over.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2484019352367269531</id><published>2011-04-12T06:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T06:13:15.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when I...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when I decide to move on...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when I decide to open my heart again...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when I'm about to make a comeback into the world...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when I'm about to put myself out there again...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Just when the wound finally healed...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;You came back running to me like an idiot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/4480523466240727735-2484019352367269531?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8569073098362506199</id><published>2011-04-05T20:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:58:13.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Move On.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdoKN-wAt3s/TZsUnjcRvcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HEZnoW9OAYg/s1600/2011-04-05%2B20.46.46.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdoKN-wAt3s/TZsUnjcRvcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HEZnoW9OAYg/s200/2011-04-05%2B20.46.46.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592086032071900610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BlWnmgt20GA/TZsUKzC5HAI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6xrCFrhuhHE/s200/2011-04-05%2B20.47.40.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592085538044189698" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ring....&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Is off.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See the ring itself left a mark on my finger. Same goes to my life. It takes a lot of time for me to recover and move on. I have to do it slow and steady in order to keep my sanity. It's hard. It's just don't happen with a blink of an eye. And today, it just so happen is the 10th years... with tears welling up in my eyes now. I try to be strong and stay strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to my family and friends for helping me getting through all this. All their support and prayers to helps me a lot. I think without them, I can't survive a single day after the big thingy happen. They understand and they love me more than I love myself. For me it is true that love makes us blind, they see me suffering which i realize but never bother because of love. (kunun) Their love to me overflowed and I truly feels it throughout this 4 and a half months. I never realize that i have these wonderful people around me for the past few years. I always ignore them and I know all of this things happen for a reason. God works in a miracle way which we don't know and sometimes don't even understand. So people out there please... appreciate people around you more. Especially your family and friends who are close to you. I'm truly blessed for having sisters who always there for me when i cried at night and needed a hug. I am blessed with friends who will say "No matter what happen, you will still have us." A friend in need is a friend indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since its the Lent season and Easter is coming in 2 weeks time. It's time for me to forgive and forget. Which I'm trying to do since Christmas. Now, I can say it happily that I don't hate them anymore. I just hope they are happy and they can forgive me too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I am happy to say this "I move on"....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x0uDQIxd-is/TZsTsDgiTMI/AAAAAAAAAI4/yzoxlxWs3vc/s1600/2011-04-05%2B20.46.46.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7tFuvZDAv7w/TZsSQdf2x6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/nrbBtMIsCdI/s1600/2011-04-05%2B20.47.40.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4480523466240727735-8569073098362506199?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8569073098362506199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8569073098362506199&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8569073098362506199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8569073098362506199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-move-on.html' title='I Move On.'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CdoKN-wAt3s/TZsUnjcRvcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HEZnoW9OAYg/s72-c/2011-04-05%2B20.46.46.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2277476580555484229</id><published>2011-03-30T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:17:54.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Layout.</title><content type='html'>What's up with the sun on top??&lt;br /&gt;Haha...I just don't care anymore. I just need a new layout. Tired of looking at the sexy lady from my previous blog layout. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nda jg sa pndai jd gitu. Lemak bertumpahan jg ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-2277476580555484229?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2277476580555484229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2277476580555484229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2277476580555484229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2277476580555484229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/03/layout.html' title='Layout.'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-4757286078017829174</id><published>2011-02-08T20:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:01:30.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mongingia</title><content type='html'>Oku mongingia Amy. Amu ku pandai moboros dusun nga hiti oku monulis hiti blog monombirang monulis dusun kunun. Haha. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oku mongingia hiti sikul id tanak tonini. Ngaran id sikul ku nga ih SK Mangin, Kota Marudu. Sontoun no ku karaja hiti. Ngam nopo ngawi. Nokuro poh toi oku monulis dusun tih? Sabab nakajadi ku id mongigia boos kadazandusun. Nga poinkuro mangajar tih? Intangai poinkuro boos dusun ku tih? Korowut kan... hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pardon my broken Dusun. I've been trying to learn to write in kadazandusun since i've been appointed to be year 1 boos kadazandusun teacher. Writing lesson plan in kadazandusun with no basic at all is challenging! That two short paragraph took me 10 minutes of my precious time to write. Imagine how am i going to teach students whose mother tounge is dusun while me still struggling to pronounce the word. Dang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone who can help me or share to me or give some tips to me on how to teach Boos Kadazandusun please help! &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/4480523466240727735-4757286078017829174?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4757286078017829174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=4757286078017829174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4757286078017829174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4757286078017829174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/02/mongingia.html' title='Mongingia'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-723383572149544104</id><published>2011-01-25T21:29:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T20:01:40.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shy Boy~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="400" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3ghuVFryBOU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;So in love with this MV~~~~~ love...love...love.... the dresses!!!!! I want one of those too.... Guess I really have to put on my jogging shoes and start running again to get back in shape so i can fit in those kind of outfit..Perhaps they will be one shy boy for me out there... haahahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-723383572149544104?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/723383572149544104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=723383572149544104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/723383572149544104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/723383572149544104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/01/shy-boy.html' title='Shy Boy~~'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3ghuVFryBOU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-4994514143081633457</id><published>2011-01-24T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T19:27:23.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think i will make a come back this year.</title><content type='html'>I think i will make a come back this year. Will start blogging again. Like seriously i will. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Tu jak sa mampu tulis ni ari~~~ haha*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-4994514143081633457?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4994514143081633457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=4994514143081633457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4994514143081633457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4994514143081633457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-think-i-will-make-come-back-this-year.html' title='I think i will make a come back this year.'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3768676556109198481</id><published>2011-01-17T20:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:46:38.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Mr Tabby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/TTQ-yv0cdLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i4Ini0ZU5MI/s1600/MR%2Btabby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/TTQ-yv0cdLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i4Ini0ZU5MI/s320/MR%2Btabby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563140481260221618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world. Meet Mr Tabby. He's from another galaxy. Hahaha...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a loongggg... loonnggg ... and very hard thinking and comparing. With the support from my sisters and cousin. Galaxy Tab win the battle against ipad and iphone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With just a swipe of a card, ka-ching! That galaxy tab now is mine and I called him Mr Tabby. There goes another deep hole in my pocket. &lt;i&gt;Biar kaya hutang asal saya happy~~~~&lt;/i&gt; Haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-3768676556109198481?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3768676556109198481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3768676556109198481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3768676556109198481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3768676556109198481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/01/meet-mr-tabby.html' title='Meet Mr Tabby.'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/TTQ-yv0cdLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/i4Ini0ZU5MI/s72-c/MR%2Btabby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7942619269895275682</id><published>2011-01-05T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T00:17:24.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching Career</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/TSSTLFGnEnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/luWQi59M7bI/s1600/51xwsrnYMTL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/TSSTLFGnEnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/luWQi59M7bI/s320/51xwsrnYMTL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558729658639782514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5th January 2011 - It's been a year since I started my teaching career officially and I realize that I never mention anything about my school on this blog. There's a lot of things to write about but I never find the right moment to write. I'm so messed up last year. Will blog about that later if i'm in the mood.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking back at the road I take every morning to reach my school I felt like times goes by just like that. First year as a teacher was very rough. My personal life almost collide with my professional life. But I manage to hold on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cold morning breeze brings chills to my bones but it will never freeze my will to teach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-7942619269895275682?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7942619269895275682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7942619269895275682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7942619269895275682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7942619269895275682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/01/teaching-career.html' title='Teaching Career'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/TSSTLFGnEnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/luWQi59M7bI/s72-c/51xwsrnYMTL._SL500_AA300_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-9169171868364129448</id><published>2011-01-04T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:14:21.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2011~~</title><content type='html'>Happy new year!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have new look for my blog....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very sexy~~~~ hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I very like like it... haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope i'm more motivated to blog with this new look...&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/4480523466240727735-9169171868364129448?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/9169171868364129448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=9169171868364129448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/9169171868364129448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/9169171868364129448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011.html' title='Hello 2011~~'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-4513481050248954117</id><published>2010-11-11T12:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:31:20.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappy me'/><title type='text'>Blog updates...</title><content type='html'>Failure to update blog due to unreasonable reason..... haha....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really mean to update my blog regularly but due to lack of connectivity with the online world i failed. So, i'm thinking of spending some money on that crappy broadband. Dear broadband user don't be mad at me for calling it crappy but you all know that it is crappy isn't it. Well not for everyone but for people like me who live outside the 3G or hsdpa area. Still it is a great way to visit the virtual world. That's why i'm thinking of getting me self one again. Notice the word 'again' .... cause i did use broadband during my college years... haha... maxis lg tu... start with the small modem but then i cannot afford to pay the bills then i switch to big modem...Share with my freinds (LAN of course) then our biggest enemy came... the download limit... hahaha.... At first when only maxis have broadband download limit is not a problem. Whether or not we reach the download limit the line will go steady but after a while they changed and we get scared... &lt;i&gt;Mo guna internet pun kana catu jg ni..&lt;/i&gt;.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the point of this post? I want a broadband. ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;long and winding post... don't read! :P&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/4480523466240727735-4513481050248954117?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4513481050248954117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=4513481050248954117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4513481050248954117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4513481050248954117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-updates.html' title='Blog updates...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7310401937549999617</id><published>2010-10-09T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:24:09.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>It would have been better if...</title><content type='html'>you stay just the way you are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nmk5ncyweBI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nmk5ncyweBI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/4480523466240727735-7310401937549999617?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7310401937549999617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7310401937549999617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7310401937549999617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7310401937549999617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-would-have-been-better-if.html' title='It would have been better if...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2846187265734982788</id><published>2010-09-08T12:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T12:11:54.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressing my feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch rambles'/><title type='text'>owh my brain..</title><content type='html'>my brain is not functioning well enough to day..&lt;br /&gt;it seems like i suffer from short term memory loss....&lt;br /&gt;i forgot things easily... Just now i tried to check for my interview status ... but i struggle to recall where to chek it... i remember the website colour but i can't remember the name... imagine i google in spa hmmm...not the rite one..haha... then jpa....not even close... hehe... then i try to think again... and again.... then i google suruhanjaya... thanx to google  suggestion i manage to recall the website name... it's spp.... dayuuummmm..... how silly is that!... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could choose my memory which to forget and which i want to remember forever... huhu... i wanna get rid of the memory that's been haunting me for years.... you wanna know what is it? you can't cause it's a secret.. :P....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-2846187265734982788?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2846187265734982788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2846187265734982788&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2846187265734982788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2846187265734982788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/09/owh-my-brain.html' title='owh my brain..'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-6537377847917407591</id><published>2010-09-05T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T18:36:09.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing Again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XS6tJR0893Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XS6tJR0893Y?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holiday started.. and i started it with a singing session with my sister... yeeeehaaaa...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-6537377847917407591?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6537377847917407591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=6537377847917407591&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/6537377847917407591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/6537377847917407591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/09/singing-again.html' title='Singing Again!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3124539690523200374</id><published>2010-09-05T01:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T01:53:08.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressing my feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just my 2 cents'/><title type='text'>From the bottom of my broken heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I get so emotional today... it's been a while since i stalked my FB page. But sadly today when i decide to bring back my old habit, (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe&lt;em&gt;he with devilish grin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) I stumbled upon a wall photo posted by one of my friend of friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/TIKBTZKDmwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/d5KZfs-hk1M/s1600/47807_151305291554126_100000239689730_355285_7027010_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513111064025471746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/TIKBTZKDmwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/d5KZfs-hk1M/s320/47807_151305291554126_100000239689730_355285_7027010_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This post or to be more specific what this person said really makes me sad. But maybe someone triggers his anger cause who will talk about other people that harsh and he looks like he is trying to tell someone (sabahan i think) that Sabah is not a great place after all and there is nothing to be proud of in Sabah. Who am i to judge him right? But even with what that person said; I'm still PROUD to be SABAHAN and I LOVE SABAH. Not because the amount of shopping malls or skyscrapper building. Not because the amount of cars that cause the traffic jam; which is not something to be proud of not even because the amount of highways that we have.&lt;br /&gt;But because of the friendly people mostly everywhere, because of the beauty of my own culture, because of the unity of the people; less discrimination, less hatred, less racism. There's a whole lots of reason why and Sabahan people know that except for the one yang kacang lupakan kulit lah... hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Whatever it is, it still hurt when i see people like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-3124539690523200374?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3124539690523200374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3124539690523200374&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3124539690523200374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3124539690523200374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/09/from-bottom-of-my-broken-heart.html' title='From the bottom of my broken heart'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/TIKBTZKDmwI/AAAAAAAAAHw/d5KZfs-hk1M/s72-c/47807_151305291554126_100000239689730_355285_7027010_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-1879274076442811540</id><published>2010-08-28T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T21:08:55.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Girly Girly-ish..</title><content type='html'>'Got a new girly girly-ish thingy goin' on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my blogging mode is on....'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~^_^~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I don't know what i'm writing about ... as long as it ryhmes its okay for me... haha*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-1879274076442811540?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1879274076442811540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=1879274076442811540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1879274076442811540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1879274076442811540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-girly-girly-ish.html' title='Going Girly Girly-ish..'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-5656930264792521458</id><published>2010-04-29T05:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T05:09:07.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's this friday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/S9ijf2_5TjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qdP5I2gkonU/s1600/postr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/S9ijf2_5TjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qdP5I2gkonU/s320/postr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465297915548880434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOooHooo.... &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/4480523466240727735-5656930264792521458?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5656930264792521458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=5656930264792521458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5656930264792521458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5656930264792521458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-this-friday.html' title='it&apos;s this friday!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/S9ijf2_5TjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qdP5I2gkonU/s72-c/postr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7085124411090443787</id><published>2010-04-23T17:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T17:52:34.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch rambles'/><title type='text'>I tried...</title><content type='html'>i tried to update my blog... but seems to fail... &lt;div&gt;maybe i need to revamp my blog ... i think i need more cheerful blog ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just maybe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-7085124411090443787?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7085124411090443787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7085124411090443787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7085124411090443787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7085124411090443787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-tried.html' title='I tried...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8494481556062780017</id><published>2010-03-22T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:26:37.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to life in reality...</title><content type='html'>Where am I??? at kota marudu... phew.. after 1 very hectic holiday week it's hard to start my engine back again to work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so here i am, peeking through my crowded laptop.. (haha) wanted to upload my convo's photo but dang it! it's not here. i search high and low for it i thought i deleted it but then i remembered that my sister want to copy that photos. I called to confirm and yes she did and my sister click on the wrong button .... instead of copy she click the cut button but she didn't realize that. Hmmmm... she said that the copy and cut is almost the same... gaaaahhhh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral of the story: Do be careful when moving, deleting, or copying files from your laptop...^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-8494481556062780017?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8494481556062780017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8494481556062780017&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8494481556062780017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8494481556062780017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-to-life-in-reality.html' title='Back to life in reality...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8728200773619042787</id><published>2010-03-14T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:52:42.787+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch smile'/><title type='text'>Ring.. Ding.. Dong...</title><content type='html'>yeehaa.. ring.. ding.. dong... ding..ding... dong... hmmm... what a song to make you move and dance with the music... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itu barulah intro...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha... Well it's 11.30 pm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At home for 1 week holiday... (Yay for me!) Learning a new song with my rusty guitar skill. :P...Grenng...gronnggg..grengg.. gronng... Then suddenly the phone rang. My dad asked me to get the phone. "Maybe it's mum" he said. Well I also taught maybe my mum called but i wondered why she called the house phone rather than my dad's phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ran to the phone... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: HEllo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caller: Hello... Saya udin dari kepayan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Owh ok.... Ya kenapa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caller: Saya mo minta nasihat dari kakak ba ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ME: Haah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caller: Saya mo minta nasihat.. Saya mo tanya kawan saya tapi saya malu... Jadi saya mo minta nasihat dari kakak la....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: HAAAAAHHHH?! Kenapa Pula??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caller: Pasal girlfren saya ba ni... Dia suka pakai bareback pigi disco.. ok ka tu.. saya tia tau mo buat apa ni...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: HaaH!!!?? Apaa..??? Aiii...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caller: Girlfren saya ba.... bla.. bla... bla.... (repeat the same thing he said earlier)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: oh.. .. (sambil meletakkan gagang telefon... huahahahhahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After i slammed the phone down, my dad asked who called.. So I said i don't know just some random guy asking for random advice from a random people that he called from a random phone number he choose... (That's what i called baka'ness level tahap dewa) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few minutes later, the phone rang again.. this time i asked my dad to answer.. then again the same guy called and said to my dad... "Bang, saya mo minta nasihat dari abang ba ni.. blaa...blaa.. bla..." My dad just smile and put the reciever back.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moral of the story... "If you want advice call a private caunselor"(My dad,2010) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huahaahahahhahaa.....&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/4480523466240727735-8728200773619042787?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8728200773619042787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8728200773619042787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8728200773619042787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8728200773619042787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/03/ring-ding-dong.html' title='Ring.. Ding.. Dong...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-6850794156848879350</id><published>2010-03-08T16:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T16:22:03.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch rambles'/><title type='text'>Picking up the jigsaw puzzle pieces..</title><content type='html'>Starting new working life mode... in a far.. far... a way place from my hometown.. hehehe.. di kota marudu jak ba... well its still considered very far... when i have to travel about 2 hours to reach kota marudu from tamparuli... (kalo my dad drive 1 hour pun buli jg dia blang... hahaha).. well the travelling time almost equivalent when i took a flight from kk to penang... so kira jauh jg ba tu.. hahha..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everywhere seems very far when i'm not near my family... well after i finish my college life i spend my holiday at my home sweet home and become very attach to it... ahahaha... it's very comfy even sometimes when the atmosphere is not right.. (well we girls are like timebomb so living in a house with 5 girls mmg slalu gaduh jg ba.. :P) My point is... i love my family and right now i miss 'em.. ^_^.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now i'm still trying to get use to my new lifestyle and picking up the jigsaw puzzle pieces to complete the big picture of my life... still not even half finish.. hehe... still a lot more of the puzzle is missing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-6850794156848879350?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6850794156848879350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=6850794156848879350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/6850794156848879350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/6850794156848879350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/03/picking-up-jigsaw-puzzle-pieces.html' title='Picking up the jigsaw puzzle pieces..'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-1863012131536228360</id><published>2010-02-20T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:35:33.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ffuuuuuhhhh....</title><content type='html'>pa la kunun tu??? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saja jak tiup2 ... betimbun suda habuk d blog sa ni... huahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahha.... monolog again... biar betimbun habuk ka... bekurun tia kana update ka... teda sesiapa pun yg kesah kan.. agaggaga..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.. since it's the year of tiger... maybe... i'll have more will power to blog... ekekekkeke...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Post#1~2010~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-1863012131536228360?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1863012131536228360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=1863012131536228360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1863012131536228360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1863012131536228360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2010/02/ffuuuuuhhhh.html' title='ffuuuuuhhhh....'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-213945046845920018</id><published>2009-11-09T20:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:15:20.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch shares...'/><title type='text'>My latest craze....</title><content type='html'>what's my latest craze??? thai film maybe??? hehe...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched phobia 2 and raging phoenix back to back .... Phobia 2 is super damn twisted movie (in a good way la) i like it.. it makes me hide behind the chairs.. close my eyes... peep through my fingers and make my stomach hurt damn hard... hehe... Go watch... agaga... Raging phoenix... loves d action ... and Jeeja Yanin of course... She's my latest craze... haha... i admire her since chocolate... loves all the action and stunts... it's sure hurt like hell... but i like pain.. ahaahaaa...can't wait to see jeeja 3rd movie.. and maybe she will team up with tony jaa for a sequel of ong bak...hmmm rumors maybe.. wait and see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's more?? she reminded me of my sister as well... why??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cos... Jeeja and &lt;a href="http://kaleidoscopic-dreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joan&lt;/a&gt;... see the first letter of their name is the same... haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeeja=taekwondo= Joan.... see they have similarities.... once upon a time my sister also practice taekwondo... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeeja= small size (5'2 only), very cute and adorable, high pitched voice = Joan... see more similarities... that's why jeeja reminded me of my sister....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is jeeja......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvgQB92OhRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_J5Evfr9gkw/s1600-h/jeeja.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvgQB92OhRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_J5Evfr9gkw/s320/jeeja.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402085378998830354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my sis... &lt;a href="http://kaleidoscopic-dreams.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joan&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvgRp_711KI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5A2-323HquQ/s1600-h/joan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvgRp_711KI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5A2-323HquQ/s320/joan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402087166265644194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe.... i try to find pics of my sis doing some taekwondo action... but can't find one... hehe.. i guess this will do... told you they have similarities kan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jeeja yannin ... joan vivienne .... it rhymes doesn't it... ^_^&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/4480523466240727735-213945046845920018?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/213945046845920018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=213945046845920018&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/213945046845920018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/213945046845920018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-latest-craze.html' title='My latest craze....'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvgQB92OhRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/_J5Evfr9gkw/s72-c/jeeja.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-4396727702357562686</id><published>2009-11-04T16:34:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:33:48.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deakin Nite 09'</title><content type='html'>ahhaaa...... it's been a while..... phew...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Date: 2 Nov 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Cititel Hotel, Penang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a night that full of unforgettable events. (mangkali la..agagaga)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFA8wDKTbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AZaGIs5f3BQ/s1600-h/deakin+nite17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFA8wDKTbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AZaGIs5f3BQ/s320/deakin+nite17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400168840628424114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were invited and supposed to do 2 performances at that nite... We decide to sing "Come Home" by one republic and "Fifteen" by taylor swift.. So, I geared up and ready to perform.. (hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFCQ48wDiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XHhoZMeu19I/s1600-h/DSC03167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFCQ48wDiI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XHhoZMeu19I/s320/DSC03167.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400170286126468642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but sadly..... when we reach there... the don't have enough mic for us... then we have to change the second performance.. so we just randomly choose a song and here's the aftermath.. enjoy! (haha ... sumbang jan marah... tia siok jan komplen ok.. agagaga)&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                   &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A92nsnqXQgw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A92nsnqXQgw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;                                                                                        &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, performance ...hmmm okay la... (buli la kampung2 akakaa)..... second performance was a disaster... i messed up the lyrics... the lyrics is all over the place and it doesn't make any sense anymore... haha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the night.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFRK1d1jWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/g1x5kUQESt8/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFRK1d1jWI/AAAAAAAAAGk/g1x5kUQESt8/s320/page.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400186674786700642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;                            &lt;/span&gt;   ~ Eating is a must........ hahaha...... ~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFRwNVSAVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5443qsbEiGw/s1600-h/Combine.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFRwNVSAVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5443qsbEiGw/s320/Combine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400187316848427346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;~ CamWhoring is needed... ehehehe~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;~And MOre Pics Taken!!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFSYMhwOQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VEyk1tJ79qk/s1600-h/deakin+nite+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 207px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFSYMhwOQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/VEyk1tJ79qk/s320/deakin+nite+22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400188003827071234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;    ~wit Mdm Chong a.k.a Mrs Teh..:P~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a blast~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-4396727702357562686?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4396727702357562686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=4396727702357562686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4396727702357562686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4396727702357562686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/11/deakin-nite-09.html' title='Deakin Nite 09&apos;'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SvFA8wDKTbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/AZaGIs5f3BQ/s72-c/deakin+nite17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3401097087470066460</id><published>2009-10-27T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:44:04.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maxis buat hal!!!</title><content type='html'>i've been m.i.a like for a loooooooooooonggggggg tiiiiiiiimeeeeeeeeee........ ni maxis buat hal..... a lot to post about but don't have any chance...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goin' through the last hurdles to finish this deakin course.... luckily no exam this semester but the the assignments are killer assignments piling up like i cannot reach the top d.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 more weeks of assignments and presentation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and here we go Kissm for 3 weeks....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then go back... yipppiiieee... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-3401097087470066460?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3401097087470066460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3401097087470066460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3401097087470066460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3401097087470066460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/10/maxis-buat-hal.html' title='Maxis buat hal!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-328482271015488396</id><published>2009-09-09T21:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:14:42.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Biggest Loser challenge..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Agagaga.... Inspired by the reality show Biggest Loser. I decide to challenge myself too.. hehe.. Since My weight suddenly shoot up 5 kilos I really need to start working out again... So here's what I do for my Biggest Loser challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I still have my gym membership at celebrity fitness until end of this month only. Therefore I try my best to go to the gym &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;EVERYDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Yesterday I was at the gym from 4 - 10 pm... imagine that.. hehee... It's not that i work out for the entire 6 hour... I also have some rest in between and during that resting time I manage to do my teaching aids for my lesson. ( Cikgu yg dedikasi ba ni..agagaga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;What I love about celebrity fitness is the I can go whenever I want and its only for like RM109 per month. If the gym is just 5 minutes away from my college I will not terminate my membership for sure. I looooovvveeee the studio session so much or what they call it the energy studio classes. It bassicly like regular aerobic classes but with variety of style and workout intensity to choose from. I went to almost all the classes and I like the Latin Fiesta, Body Combat, Power Jump, Hip Hop, Mtv Style, Jazz, Pilates and Belly Fusion..... Ahahaha.. i've try line dancing too but I lose to the aunty2 who are regular in the line dancing class... there were so great!! If you want to know more about celebrity fitness just google it up.... They uses the LesMills workout Programs... What is that??? it's a Trademark workout program and if you want more info just google it lah.. hehehe.... But sadly no gym in KK uses their program yet.. It should be fun if there's one in KK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe2Ne-CWZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YfhqCUHgioo/s1600-h/DSC00266.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe2Ne-CWZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YfhqCUHgioo/s320/DSC00266.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379468622685165970" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;In the studio before Hip Hop Class… We love the mirrors!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe2M59o6nI/AAAAAAAAAF0/onnJCw8tI-4/s1600-h/tramp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe2M59o6nI/AAAAAAAAAF0/onnJCw8tI-4/s320/tramp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379468612751387250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before Power jump class. ( ni blum lae panat ni lpas jump2 dkt da pingsan..hehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe2MsILy8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/CgHtgeq6JcA/s1600-h/work+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe2MsILy8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/CgHtgeq6JcA/s320/work+out.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379468609037519810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Working out ka pa ni??? hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe2MJDQDVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NNgapW1NMkc/s1600-h/trademill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe2MJDQDVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/NNgapW1NMkc/s320/trademill.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379468599621586258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check Out the trademill the same brand used in the Biggest Loser program...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Harap2 buli jd biggest loser la jg kunun hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe0RP7traI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kwtJwn_E6-I/s1600-h/locker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe0RP7traI/AAAAAAAAAFc/kwtJwn_E6-I/s320/locker.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379466488345111970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the Changing room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4480523466240727735-328482271015488396?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/328482271015488396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=328482271015488396&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/328482271015488396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/328482271015488396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-biggest-loser-challenge.html' title='My Biggest Loser challenge..'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sqe2Ne-CWZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/YfhqCUHgioo/s72-c/DSC00266.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-1901266879168591802</id><published>2009-09-05T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T21:26:11.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh No!!!</title><content type='html'>I climb on the weighing scale just now... and the scale went to 60Kg!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhh...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never reach that "kpala 6 punya berat!!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.E.L.P!!!! S.O.S!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happening to me???? I gained 5 kilo in just 1 week holiday.... agagagaagagagaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad... real bad.... hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-1901266879168591802?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1901266879168591802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=1901266879168591802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1901266879168591802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1901266879168591802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-no.html' title='Oh No!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7885007469915881873</id><published>2009-09-02T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:27:53.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ken Lee...</title><content type='html'>Ken Lee by Valentina Hassan&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From only this, now the ken lee phenomenon is everywhere. She is now very famous and no one can sing ken lee as good as her did. Well it's true her singing is not like Mariah Carey but she sing with all her heart and it is reflected in the song. :P..... I can feel her passion.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0wwyeuaP_mI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0wwyeuaP_mI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's an interview of her saying that that she went to the audition just for fun... I never taught that she is lives in spain and owns two bars went to holiday in Bulgaria and becomes famous... With her own English...... ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gxRwbQcCN4s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gxRwbQcCN4s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&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/4480523466240727735-7885007469915881873?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7885007469915881873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7885007469915881873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7885007469915881873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7885007469915881873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/09/ken-lee.html' title='Ken Lee...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-5480114814034750949</id><published>2009-09-01T12:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:00:51.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch interest'/><title type='text'>Boxing? Beatboxing?</title><content type='html'>Boxing = Mengkotak&lt;div&gt;BeatBoxing = Pukul Kotak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahahaha.... sooott......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naahhh... That's not what i want to say... Boxing and BeatBoxing are the two things that capture my attention. I really want to try and learn Boxing (kickboxing pun best jg Muay Thai la kunun) after i watch "One Pound Gospel" (a j-drama) and loads of thailand action  movie. But sadly I don't know where to learn... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amaze me how people can make various sounds and music by beatboxing.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"i also want to learn beatboxing....." so I google up and found this boy. I think he's great.... even i can't do that....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fqEMlPWO9dk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fqEMlPWO9dk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;watch him teach how to beatbox &lt;a href="http://www.activityvillage.co.uk/learn-how-to-beat-box-video.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-5480114814034750949?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5480114814034750949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=5480114814034750949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5480114814034750949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5480114814034750949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/09/boxing-beatboxing.html' title='Boxing? Beatboxing?'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2938193481617773428</id><published>2009-08-30T16:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:08:15.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch holiday'/><title type='text'>Crouching Piku Hidden Leg</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is piku... our lovely cat... here's what happen when piku's nose turn bright pink.... hahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUt8YONZeJY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JUt8YONZeJY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/4480523466240727735-2938193481617773428?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2938193481617773428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2938193481617773428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2938193481617773428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2938193481617773428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/08/crouching-piku-hidden-leg.html' title='Crouching Piku Hidden Leg'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-6608008571626496666</id><published>2009-08-10T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:38:16.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 roomates in a day???</title><content type='html'>i got a call this morning from my good neighbour informing that someone arrive at my beautifully messed up room. I was freaking out at school. I was almost yelling in the staff room when i talk on the phone. Yeah i know having a roomate is not a big deal but the last time i'm asking to have a roomate the penyelia asrama decline me telling me that I can't be in one room with a Malay because i'm nor Malay of course...But now ... this morning.... she give me a new roomate which is a Malay. Argghhh screw the penyelia asrama.... Then after one hour mourning because my privacy is now gone... My neighbour call again. She said that my new roomate opt to change to another room after she found out that i'm not Malay. She tought i was Malay because I have 'binti' in  my name... *that's always give me trouble until now*.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was very happy and I got my mood back... I thought black monday is over for me and i can have my beautifully messed up room by myself again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the library to return books and when i reach my room .... tadaaaa....... unknown people are crowding up my room.... There are like 3 boys and 2 girls... I felt like want to scream "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO" on that very moment... but what can i do... just have to accept things sometime.... its gonna be a lilttle bit hard for me to adjust for my new climate change... agaggggaaa.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there goes my privacy... no more camwhoring... no more cosplaying ... no more my concert in my room for the time being... huhuhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-6608008571626496666?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6608008571626496666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=6608008571626496666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/6608008571626496666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/6608008571626496666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-roomates-in-day.html' title='2 roomates in a day???'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8855927225243201641</id><published>2009-08-03T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:06:25.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanity Attack!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;NOTE: Read with your own risk....... *will cause vommitting and disgust for some people* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;(miahahahhahahhahahhahaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;In one peaceful afternoon, when boredom reaches the maximum level ....... vanity ATTACK!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The aftermath...........&lt;/div&gt;                      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uwRL0rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oz7zsVyQOZA/s1600-h/prasancomey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uwRL0rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oz7zsVyQOZA/s320/prasancomey.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751687196431026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uwRL0rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oz7zsVyQOZA/s1600-h/prasancomey.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     ~~doooiiii~~ prasan comellll~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uigFjaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/v94Et1VRG8Q/s1600-h/vain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uigFjaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/v94Et1VRG8Q/s320/vain.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751683500838306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uigFjaI/AAAAAAAAAFM/v94Et1VRG8Q/s1600-h/vain.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                             ~~~Classic touch ~~~ *kunun*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uRAa4_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/NJ25mwMHLnc/s1600-h/doooii.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uRAa4_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/NJ25mwMHLnc/s320/doooii.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751678804616178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uRAa4_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/NJ25mwMHLnc/s1600-h/doooii.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;~~mode: prasan santik ~~ :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uA8vbnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wVQ8j4k0Je8/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uA8vbnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wVQ8j4k0Je8/s320/page.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751674494217842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uA8vbnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wVQ8j4k0Je8/s1600-h/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;~~~~ CamWhoring to the mAXXXX~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6tyzTsOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bJ9aRRRnZzk/s1600-h/idung+bsar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6tyzTsOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bJ9aRRRnZzk/s320/idung+bsar.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365751670696554722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6tyzTsOI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bJ9aRRRnZzk/s1600-h/idung+bsar.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;~~~ jauh pemandangan~~~ akaka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is what happen when one have to much time alone with no one to talk to.... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;BWAHAhAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAhhahhHAhha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-8855927225243201641?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8855927225243201641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8855927225243201641&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8855927225243201641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8855927225243201641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/08/vanity-attack.html' title='Vanity Attack!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Snb6uwRL0rI/AAAAAAAAAFU/oz7zsVyQOZA/s72-c/prasancomey.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8588583034226482709</id><published>2009-07-31T10:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T11:13:32.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alkisah budak hostel di kuarantin......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SnJhCaxNerI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wU8aTpK2tU8/s1600-h/notis+tutup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SnJhCaxNerI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wU8aTpK2tU8/s400/notis+tutup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364456800325040818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;photo courtesy of zaida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tak ku sangka di kala petang itu aku menerima berita bahawa IPG ni akan di tutup.  (nice intro.. ekeke) Tak pernah terlintas di fikiran ku perkara ni terjadi kat IPG aku sendri. Keadaan petang tu jadi kelam kabut. semua penduduk blok pala tak senang duduk mendengar brita itu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*change* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the warden told us that we can go back everyone start packing their bags and calling their parents to tell they wanna go home. "What about me? " I thought for a second. I want to go back too but the warden says cannot go back by public transportation. hmmmm.... i don't have private jet so i guess i'm gonna stay here then... hehehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cannot go back so if i'm gonna stay here what about food??? the cafe going to be close and we can't go out. (That's what the warden told us la...) So my thought wanders again... What if i call for Mc Delivery everyday... Here's what will happen..&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="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Case 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*strictly my imagination only*&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;Once the operator know that my IPG had been closed she will definetly say.." I'm sorry we can't do any delivery today"..... heheheh&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="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Case 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;*strictly my imagination only*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I manage to get through the operator and order my food. But then i got a call from the delivery guy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"hello miss amy could you please come to the main gate and take your delivery?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okay so i go to the main gate and saw my food is there on the road.... hehehe.. then the delivery guy call again. i can see him waiting with his bike a few yards away. hahaha. he say "that's yours" Pointing at the plastic bag on the road. " Can you just put the money there and take your things and stand back for a few yards away?" &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-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;hahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa............ what a wild imagination i have .... gaggagagagaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay back to real story... So i went to tesco after the announcement to buy some food. Then after that my frens bolong and pija ask me to drive them to the airport to buy ticket. We went there  but the ticket counter is closed. So we went to Bj the nearest travel agency. Luckily it is still open so they manage to buy their tickets. ME??? no ticket... huhuhu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-End of day one-&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="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Woke up by a knocked on the door by pija.. I forgot that i have to send them to airport. So i get dressed and send them to the airport... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now... i'm alone.... the hostel nearly empty only around 10 people didn't go back. What should i do??? I sit in front of my laptop and wanders around the internet.. hehehe.. got bored then i installed flower stand tycoon.(it's a game of course) started playin and can't stop.... (buat assignment kunun tp tia jg tebuat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then someone knock on my door, it's pao2 my fren from tenom. She didn't go back too. She came to give me two face mask and remind me to wear them if i go out. So very nice pao2.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I continue to play game until i lost track of the time.... i started playing around 3pm and 9 pm suddenly i started trembling... my heartbeat become faster and faster... what's happening??? naaahh am not going to be sick.. it's my body telling me i need my coffea hahaha... (i'm a hardcore coffea addict...) agaaga... i forgot to drink my afternoon coffea that's why.. I pause the game for a while boil water and drink coffea and eat maggie... huhuhu.... Then i continue to play flower stand tycoon again... until my peepers felt so heavy i stop the game and went to sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-end of day two-&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="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;It's today!!! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:7;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:48px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I woke up early this morning. With the spirit to do my research proposal since my suprise holiday will end this sunday. I went to take my shower, clear my table and switch my laptop on. Then someone knocked on my door. It was lee hong, she told me that holiday extend until tuesday... wtf??? is this means that someone is positve with h1n1??? huaaa... scaryy... that person is from which block??? lee hong says maybe from our block cause there's 1 girl was sakit tenat yesterday apart from 2 other who have flu as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;HMMMmmmmmm that news causes my edu-proposal-making-process officially halted!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, here i am writing  .... agagaga.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;        &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#00CCCC;"&gt;to be cont.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- not end of day 3-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&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:100%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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:100%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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:100%;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-8588583034226482709?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8588583034226482709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8588583034226482709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8588583034226482709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8588583034226482709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/alkisah-budak-hostel-di-kuarantin.html' title='Alkisah budak hostel di kuarantin......'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SnJhCaxNerI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wU8aTpK2tU8/s72-c/notis+tutup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2149489045099043101</id><published>2009-07-29T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T18:04:31.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pandemic flu.... part 2...</title><content type='html'>IPGM kampus pulau pinang now officially closed!!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starting from today until sunday...... phew...... kuarantin dlm blik x buli kluar2... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;camana ni... mo p bli mknan d luar pun tia buli...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmmmm.... part of me says yaaayyyYY!!!! Lesson plan all halted.....huhu... no camp math.... no observation from guru pembimbing... can do research proposal peacefully.... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a little part of me .. scared too.. cause my neighbour and some of my frens got flu... temperature near 38 degree... huhu.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what to do??? sit in room only la if like thiss.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-2149489045099043101?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2149489045099043101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2149489045099043101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2149489045099043101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2149489045099043101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/pandemic-flu-part-2.html' title='the pandemic flu.... part 2...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8184415771109797427</id><published>2009-07-29T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:37:55.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pandemic flu...</title><content type='html'>we have block meeting last nite... just to inform us that anyone who have even the slightest fever must report to the warden immediatly for check up....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i thought it was just something silly.... so i laugh... but today i came back from school and found out that IPGM Tuanku Bainun my neighbouring IPG closed for 1 week with 5 suspected cases... wohoooo.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mcm mana ni... kalo IPG tutup internship kana extend lg ka????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-8184415771109797427?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8184415771109797427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8184415771109797427&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8184415771109797427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8184415771109797427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/pandemic-flu.html' title='the pandemic flu...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-1243590240192959072</id><published>2009-07-19T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:07:22.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun time'/><title type='text'>Bon Odori 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pagebon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/pagebon.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of my crazy hectic internship, me and my friends went to Bon Odori at esplanade penang.  Bon Odori is japanese celebration also called as the festival of lanterns. Yeah it is the time where the girls wear 'kawaii' yukata (it's a light cotton kimono) to the festival like in the j-drama thingy.. hehe.. This celebration usually occurs during the summer and it involves people dancing around the 'yagura' (sort of a wooden stage in the middle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=performances.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/performances.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;               ~the dances~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's an exciting experience. People walking around in their yukata, goldfish catching, the food (i luv them all but its soooo expensive..), and also there's the haunted classroom. I didn't manage to take pictures in yukata and also i couldn't go to the goldfish catching, people are crowding the place up until there aren't any space to squeeze in... sigh... but i manage to get into the haunted classroom after waiting in line for like 30 minutes. How was it??? hmmmmm... maybe my expectation is too high and expected it to be damn scary but it wasn't .... i feel like laughing the whole way out. hehe.. i guess the ghost is scared of me....-_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC02359.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/DSC02359.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;~ Scary me??~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back to our car; which we parked like so far because there's no more parking space near esplanade, we have took a detour and have a photo session ... hhahaa... armed with my very 'cikai' camera we took some pics to kill time... because there's too many car-traffic jam!! Due to the poor lighting and i use iso mode there's a lot of noise in the pics.. but whatever here's some.. Bolong and Pja are the model of the nite.. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bolong1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/bolong1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;                                           &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=alleynpija.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/alleynpija.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;~ experimenting with lines~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-1243590240192959072?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1243590240192959072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=1243590240192959072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1243590240192959072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1243590240192959072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/bon-odori-2009.html' title='Bon Odori 2009'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8098256115030342667</id><published>2009-07-14T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:17:29.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aahh road to teaching'/><title type='text'>aaahh... school again..</title><content type='html'>Internship starts again... Last internship before i get my P license for teacher... now still L... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Morning session again this semester and yay for me for fighting for it.. hope i make the right decision and so far so good. Tomorrow is my first class. I'm going to teach Math year 5. Tajuk yang akan saya ajar pada hari esok adalah Bentuk dan Ruang. (feels funny teaching like that.... not use to it.. hehehe but nvm wat can i do..) In case you are wondering what is "bentuk dan ruang" it's shape and space.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have 10 periods of teaching for every week. Everyday i have to teach except for Tuesday.. which is today... yay again that is why i'm so free today.. ahahaha....  Well our time to teach only 1/3 from the real teacher but our workload (i mean our assignment) is waaayyyyyyyy too many compared to the previous internship. I'm trying to juggle all the assginment and keep things balance. want to avoid too much stress ... and i'm trying hard to be as organize as i can be... and that is really though.. preparing early... planned for my work... eat.. wash clothes... read books... do research.. complete portfolio's..... hmmmmmm i really need to learn how to organize and stick to plan ...... shiiuuuuu----------------&gt; i got a lesson to plan............&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-8098256115030342667?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8098256115030342667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8098256115030342667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8098256115030342667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8098256115030342667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/aaahh-school-again.html' title='aaahh... school again..'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2699444566970301200</id><published>2009-07-11T08:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T19:32:18.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my result for last sem is out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Slh1bZ6DcXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sUuWdeC6JF4/s1600-h/Result.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Slh1bZ6DcXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sUuWdeC6JF4/s400/Result.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357160870428504434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OhNOOOO i got C for math.... daaaammmmmmnnnnn.... wTf!!! i screw up big time this time... i think no more golden key student for me this time....&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/4480523466240727735-2699444566970301200?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2699444566970301200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2699444566970301200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2699444566970301200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2699444566970301200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-result-for-last-sem-is-out.html' title='my result for last sem is out...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Slh1bZ6DcXI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sUuWdeC6JF4/s72-c/Result.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7178729303892178055</id><published>2009-07-09T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:38:40.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haha'/><title type='text'>Haha.. i lost my widget...</title><content type='html'>i lost all my widget!!! ni la ni... lupa mo save na ini la jd dia... akakaka.. tia pa la ...pa buli buat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-7178729303892178055?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7178729303892178055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7178729303892178055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7178729303892178055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7178729303892178055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/haha-i-lost-my-widget.html' title='Haha.. i lost my widget...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3512551667541605722</id><published>2009-07-09T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T10:44:27.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ishh'/><title type='text'>making me more lazy to study...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="story_date" style=" padding-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursday July 9, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="story_header" style=" font-weight: bold; line-height: 36px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;It is Bahasa again but more emphasis will be placed on learning English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="story_byline"&gt;By KAREN CHAPMAN&lt;br /&gt;karenc@thestar.com.my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thestar.com.my/images/video.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestaronline.tv/v/3737" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Math and Science back to Bahasa and mother tongues&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thestar.com.my/images/video.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestaronline.tv/v/3739" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102); text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Nay to change&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;PUTRAJAYA: The Government has decided to reverse the Teaching of Mathematics and Science in English policy and revert to Bahasa Malaysia in national schools and Chinese and Tamil in vernacular schools.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;More emphasis would also be placed on English, including the hiring of retired teachers, assistant teachers for bigger classes and having additional periods.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Deputy Prime Minister Tan Sri Muhyiddin Yassin said this meant that from 2012, students in Years One and Four and Forms One and Four in national primary and secondary schools would study the two subjects in Bahasa Malaysia while those in vernacular schools would be taught in their mother tongue (Chinese and Tamil).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="story_image center" style="margin-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 5px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; float: none; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto; width: 314px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://thestar.com.my/archives/2009/7/9/nation/n_02muhyiddin.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="345" /&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It’s decided: Muhyiddin after the press conference at the Education Ministry’s building in Putrajaya Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;“We want to have a ‘soft landing’ which is why we will begin only in 2012. This will allow us time to make the necessary preparations,” he told a press conference at the ministry when announcing the reversal of the ETeMS policy or better known by its Malay acronym, PPSMI.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Asked why the ministry was not starting with a new cohort of Year One students, Muhyiddin who is Education Minister, said there was time to fine-tune the policy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;“There is still two-and-a-half years to prepare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;“Some members of the Cabinet made an observation that those in Form Four may be affected but that’s okay because we can still make changes so they continue their studies in two languages,” he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Muhyiddin said the ministry would do “whatever we can to make it as soft as possible for these students.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;“This is why the ministry is staggering the changes that will happen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;“It was quite sudden when the PPSMI was introduced previously,” he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;The PPSMI policy was implemented in phases, beginning with Year One, Form One and Lower Six students in 2003, under former prime minister Tun Dr Mahathir Mohamad’s tenure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;The first cohort who completed six years of primary schooling and studied the two subjects in English received their Ujian Pencapaian Sekolah Rendah (UPSR) results last year.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Muhyiddin said that to ensure the implementation of the new policy did not affect the first batch (who started studying the two subjects in English in primary school in 2003), they would continue to study Mathematics and Science bilingually (in English and Bahasa Malaysia) until 2014.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;He stressed that the reason for the reversal in policy was due to objective considerations and not political ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;“It was based on empirical studies and other specialist reviews,” he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Based on studies conducted in 2008, he said, the ministry found that only a small percentage of teachers fully used English to teach the two subjects.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;“On average, the percentage of those using English during Mathematics and Science periods was around 53% to 58%,” he said, adding that only a small number of teachers were proficient.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Muhyiddin said studies carried out by local universities found that students’ mastery level of English during the entire policy was around 3% while the level among rural students was low.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;“Based on these observations, the Government is confident that Mathematics and Science should be taught in languages understood by students, which is Bahasa Malaysia in national schools, and Chinese and Tamil in the respective vernacular schools,” he said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;On whether the decision goes against Dr Mahathir’s vision, Muhyiddin said he and senior ministry officials had a three-hour meeting explaining the problems faced by those involved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Taken from: thestar.com.my&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;It's been a long time since i blogged.. but this really makes me want to blog... this news is sad and a very sad one indeed for me... i'll blog more once i finish my math workbook. (which is all about teaching math in english!!!) ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;I don't have any motivation to do my assignment anymore... haish... why la... why... win win situation la... wtH... its hard for us.... Ishhhhhhhh...... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 15px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-3512551667541605722?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3512551667541605722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3512551667541605722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3512551667541605722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3512551667541605722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/making-me-more-lazy-to-study.html' title='making me more lazy to study...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-6407044221878254500</id><published>2009-05-18T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:29:25.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>hisashiburi ne...</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since my last post..... it's not that i'm busy or nothing to post... but....i'm in a beautiful mess right now.... *whatever that means i'm not feeling that well to write.. ahaks*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;" It's a mess, is't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; Don't you just hate that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; It's always easier to tear up than draw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; harder to tie than untie.............."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;~just.me.thinking.about.something~&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/4480523466240727735-6407044221878254500?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6407044221878254500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=6407044221878254500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/6407044221878254500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/6407044221878254500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/hisashiburi-ne.html' title='hisashiburi ne...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-4377417629969996563</id><published>2009-04-12T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:50:19.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy easter!!</title><content type='html'>Happy easter everyone!!!! &lt;div&gt;Keep Hope Alive for He has risen!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a blessed easter!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/easter" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i728.photobucket.com/albums/ww286/Sheer_09/EASTER.gif" border="0" alt="Happy Easter Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-4377417629969996563?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4377417629969996563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=4377417629969996563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4377417629969996563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4377417629969996563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy easter!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-5462750881238467095</id><published>2009-04-12T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:40:07.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch teacher to be'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><title type='text'>Me as a teacher... hmmmm....</title><content type='html'>it's a hard to imagine that but I am beginning to feel like a teacher. It is hard for me to act matured and adult like with young children. I feel like i have to revamp my personality. *hehe melampau la ba kan*. I still remember the mock interview I have back during my mrsm days. hehe i choose to be a teacher kunun... If i'm not mistaken along with my fren vila and suzen. (ehh btul ka tu ah suzen.. kestau kalo silap ahhh) Now the three of us really becoming a teacher.. dayyummmm...*mcm sumpahan pula tau..kekekeke* Avila and Suzen both becoming secondary school teacher and i'm a primary school teacher(gaji sma jak ba..:P)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teaching really drains almost all my energy. The first time i enter the class i feel like dying and crying and everything around me seems very confusing. I went to school and teach before for 4 times but that was pair teaching. This time round i was alone with 40 students in the class with me. I teach standard 4 and 5 ... mind you the students are huge,,, hehehe*.. Putting theory into practice is hard for me. I felt a like carrying a big responsibility to teach them. If i teach them wrong things ...peerrrrgghhhh.... i'm 'dead'... my students will have a big misconception.. ahaha... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*ku ingatkan mengajar itu senang... rupa-rupanya... memang senang pun tapi sama ada muridku faham atau tidak... jeng...jeng...jeng... ???*haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Well i've tried my best. I'm 'hanging in there' and went through my internship with lots of food!!!hahaha... wait for the aftermath post... huahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=204Hanging1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/204Hanging1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=204Hanging2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/204Hanging2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*photo courtesy of stickgal.blogspot.com*&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/4480523466240727735-5462750881238467095?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5462750881238467095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=5462750881238467095&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5462750881238467095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5462750881238467095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/me-as-teacher-hmmmm.html' title='Me as a teacher... hmmmm....'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-5728574093138526740</id><published>2009-04-09T11:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:38:24.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch sharing'/><title type='text'>Oh no... namaKu tercemar...</title><content type='html'>hehehe.. britney use my name as a disguise..... Her third single is entitle If you seek Amy....&lt;br /&gt;So Jangan Cari Amy wokey... hahaha...... *i don't know what am talking about anyway... hahaha*&lt;br /&gt;i never know that my name can be so 'meaningful' haha... very creative indeed... but Namuku telah tercemar.... huhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMLpEfHj5iI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMLpEfHj5iI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="realText"&gt;La la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby have you seen Amy tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Is she in the bathroom is she smokin' up outside? Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby does she take a piece of lime&lt;br /&gt;For the drink that I'mma buy her do you know just what she likes? Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, tell me have you seen her? Because I'm so oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't get her off of my brain&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go to the party she gonna go&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody take me home?&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, he he, ha ha ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, say what you want about me&lt;br /&gt;But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, but can't you see what I see?&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, la la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy told me that she's gonna meet me up&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where or when and now they're closing up the club, oh&lt;br /&gt;I've seen her once or twice but boy she knows my face&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard to see with all the people standing in the way, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, tell me have you seen her, because I'm so oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't get her off of my brain&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go to the party she gonna go&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody take me home?&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, he he, ha ha ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, say what you want about me&lt;br /&gt;But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, but can't you see what I see?&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so what you want about me?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but can't you see what I see?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so what you want about me?&lt;br /&gt;La la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me if you see her&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've been waiting here forever&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby if you seek Amy tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby we'll do whatever you like&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby baby baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la, la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, say what you want about me&lt;br /&gt;But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, but can't you see what I see&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, say what you want about me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me, but can't you see what I see?&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so what you want about me?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but can't you see what I see?&lt;br /&gt;Love me hate me&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so what you want about me?&lt;br /&gt;All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-5728574093138526740?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5728574093138526740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=5728574093138526740&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5728574093138526740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5728574093138526740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-no-namaku-tercemar.html' title='Oh no... namaKu tercemar...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8370555347450916844</id><published>2009-04-07T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:04:49.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch sharing'/><title type='text'>[s]witch to your laughter mode...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Errr... whats that sound???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My rumate was on the phone again. Talking and geting 'rabu-rabu'(lovey-dovey) with her bf. What really tickle my restless mind is ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumate: eeiii..eiii... can you hear that sound...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumate bf: What sound??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumate: wait..wait.. listen....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumate bf: huh.. which sound..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumate: that sound la.. the aung.. aung.. aunnnggg... (don't know how to really write that sound ...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rumate bf: aiya i also don't know la....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was like huahahahahhahahaa.... laughing in my brain .. i didn't mean to be so mean. But I just cannot control myself. Can you guess what sound that troubles my rumate????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*hint*: Its the sound you usually hear after the rain... or during rainy season.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway thanx to my rumate i feel relax a  bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Big bussiness in the library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone was caught for doing big bussiness in the school library yesterday afternoon. Here's how the story goes. Yesterday during the morning session the library was closed because the library teacher was on lift. So today i felt really happy because i can 'lepak' in the library. (best ba sna ada air con tia panas) When I went in the library everything was as usual but only the smell is different. I thought that it maybe due to someone socks, well you know the never-cuc-for-1-week-sock kind of smell. I casually sit on the sofa and start scribbling in my book planning for tomorrows lesson. Then one student came running to the library teacher. She give the teacher a letter from the afternoon session library teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puan XXXXX,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Petang semalam ada seorang budak buat 'big bussiness' kat dalam library tu. saya tak sempat nak panggil cleaner sebab saya tak prasan at first. Bila saya check before nak close library then I know. Its at the back of the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;             &lt;/span&gt;Puan YYYYYY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The library teacher was puzzled at first then she went and look at the back of the library and there it is the big bussines. There's a shit there hahahaha.... She runs towards the window and open all the library window. Then she runs to call the cleaner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder there's a strange smell in the library this morning. How on earth no one realize that the student is doing big bussiness there and of course it is year 1 student. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Fiction vs reality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today  I went to year 5 class. I chat with one of the students and to my surprise he still believe that superman really does exist and can fly in the sky. He says that he wants to be like James Bond the secret agent. He believe that james bond movie is all real and true story. He says that incredible hulk is there living somewhere in US. The power of mass media.........&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/4480523466240727735-8370555347450916844?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8370555347450916844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8370555347450916844&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8370555347450916844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8370555347450916844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/switch-to-your-laughter-mode.html' title='[s]witch to your laughter mode...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7243965896390349466</id><published>2009-04-03T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:35:26.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>I'm an idol...</title><content type='html'>haha.. it's true .. I'm an idol at school. hehe... people want to be like me. people want me.. hahahaha..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i went to class but didn't teach. I'm so lazy ohh.. Sigh.. am not lazy but my students are. They are not in a best condition to learn new concept. So what I did is just give some enrichment activity for them and revise the previous lesson. Am I really that bad??? I'm not totally ditching my work.. I did my lesson plan and teaching aids until 2 am.. I am very eager to teach but my student is not ready to learn. I feel bad now for i will be scolded my supervisor for not doing my job well. aahhh.. what the heck cause i'm an idol.. i inspire people.. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today after i finish my class one student came up to me and says...."Thanks teacher for making me want to be a teacher.." and I replied "EEehhh...???" with a puzzled expression. Then she said that i inspire her and that makes her want to be a teacher like me..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay ME!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*camp sciene..camp science .... need to go camp science... warrrgggghhhh*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;-----ignore....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-7243965896390349466?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7243965896390349466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7243965896390349466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7243965896390349466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7243965896390349466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-idol.html' title='I&apos;m an idol...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3681599280572780263</id><published>2009-04-02T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:15:43.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy... Busy... Me...</title><content type='html'>Went to prangin mall today to buy new printer and for the side dish.. hehehe... went to watch this...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kCB-GTVxPjQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kCB-GTVxPjQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhaaa...'kuruma no daisuki!!!'(i heart cars)... i was like... wooaaaahhh.... wowww...i want that car!!! hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was so excited to watch the movie but then when i look around in the cinema 95% are boys... hmmmmm.. I wonder why????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrghhh.... enjoy time ends now!!! got to work... lesson plan waiting... more and more teaching aids.... just 1 more week to go... tomorrow have to go for camp AGAIN!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-3681599280572780263?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3681599280572780263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3681599280572780263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3681599280572780263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3681599280572780263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-busy-me.html' title='Busy... 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Me...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3348438676447881481</id><published>2009-03-22T16:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:46:08.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><title type='text'>Teacher WannaBe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;My days during internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/ScX1w8ZrbOI/AAAAAAAAADk/1aS5aD3TRYQ/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/ScX1w8ZrbOI/AAAAAAAAADk/1aS5aD3TRYQ/s320/DSC00640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315925156377095394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me early in the morning. Do i look like an in service teacher? if you look closely behind me, you can see my roomate still sleeping lie a ****. haha. every morning i woke up around 5.30 am to get ready. Even though my school is extremely near to my college I still wake up oh-so-early. My typical day for 3 weeks in school is waking up early in the morning get ready and go to school. Reach school usually around 7.15 am put all my things in the staff room go to the office and fill in the register for pre service teacher. Go back to staff room and wait...and wait... sometimes i have to go to relief classes and sometimes i have my classes. Will go and take my brunch with Lai usually around 9.30 or 10.  Then when the clock is 12pm we have to leave the staff room or we'll be in trouble. hahaha.. (like cinderella oh kan) We then go to the library and spending the rest our time in school there or go to class. Why we have to leave the staff room at 12 is because the afternoon teacher is coming. We only 'tumpang' their place. So when the owner came we have to bllaaaah... School end at 1pm but we pre service teacher can only go back at 1.30 pm.. the very not fair :P &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*late post*.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/4480523466240727735-3348438676447881481?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3348438676447881481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3348438676447881481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3348438676447881481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3348438676447881481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/03/teacher-wannabe.html' title='Teacher WannaBe'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/ScX1w8ZrbOI/AAAAAAAAADk/1aS5aD3TRYQ/s72-c/DSC00640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8443743128557865841</id><published>2009-03-20T14:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:19:11.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanx Maxis broadband!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whooahhh.... thanx so much MAXIS BROADBAND for ruining my holiday.... internat connection is so damn slow. HSDPA.... what HSDPA.. tia laju pun... bkin panas ohhhh..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kesian my Pet Society....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/ScMzb_JylSI/AAAAAAAAADc/Fcgr0UHdOCI/s1600-h/pet+society.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/ScMzb_JylSI/AAAAAAAAADc/Fcgr0UHdOCI/s320/pet+society.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315148541129299234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot take care of my pet due to my hectic day during internship. S i thought this holiday i can play with purple shady but noooooooo..... now maxis is killing me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sob.. sob... sob....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4480523466240727735-8443743128557865841?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8443743128557865841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8443743128557865841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8443743128557865841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8443743128557865841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanx-maxis-broadband.html' title='Thanx Maxis broadband!!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/ScMzb_JylSI/AAAAAAAAADc/Fcgr0UHdOCI/s72-c/pet+society.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7637831602831501311</id><published>2009-03-18T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:18:02.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>M.I.A</title><content type='html'>whoaaahh... just come back from island trip yesterday... and i realize that i've been m.i.a from my blog for quite sometimes... only 2 post for march... phew... sorry readers i don't have the blues to post anything... (hehehe wth i got reader meh? .. blues?? where does that come from???)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); "&gt;&lt;--- ignore the werds in bracket k....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will update soon... after i clear up my room... now it's like wreck ship just hit by UFO... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4480523466240727735-7637831602831501311?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7637831602831501311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7637831602831501311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7637831602831501311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7637831602831501311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/03/mia.html' title='M.I.A'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-4231692682952294332</id><published>2009-03-04T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:17:50.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch rambles'/><title type='text'>ang imahe lamang ang tingnan???</title><content type='html'>what does that mean??? I was so busy at school and I have a lot of things to blog about...  but I just couldn't find the right time with the right mood to write... Sigh....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to blog about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#My roomate strikes again... haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1001 funny things on sport days at minden height...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#My ticket problem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#My holiday plans....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#My internship at SK Minden Height 09'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aaaahhhh..... still not in a good mood to write... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owh... and what's with the title? I don't know I was wondering what that words means. When I was browsing through the refferels to my blog I accidently clicked to one of the referrels and that words come out....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-decoration: underline; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SWTUL2NAvII/AAAAAAAAABE/GyCl4shFNBs/S1600-R/headerblack+switch.gif" style="font-size: 115%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 204); "&gt;Ang imahe lamang ang tingnan.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SWTUL2NAvII/AAAAAAAAABE/GyCl4shFNBs/S1600-R/headerblack+switch.gif" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204); "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="info"  style=" float: left; margin-top: 10px; font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;gif - &lt;span style=" ;color:green;"&gt;2.bp.blogspot.com/.../&lt;wbr&gt;headerblack+switch.gif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Ang larawang ito ay maaaring nasasakop ng copyright&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Ang nasa baba ay ang imahe sa &lt;b style=""&gt;orihinal na konteksto&lt;/b&gt; nito sa pahinang: &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/tips-and-tricks-for-playing-hotel-626.html" target="_top" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204); "&gt;amyswitch.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/tips-and-tricks-for-playing-hotel-626.html" target="_top" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204); "&gt;&lt;wbr style=""&gt;2009/01/tips-and-trick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;It's bothering me not to understand what that means.. So I goggle a bit... searching for translation... and i manage to translate it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;image only see this picture may be covered by copyright. The chin is in the image in its original context on the page &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; white-space: normal; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/tips-and-tricks-for-playing-hotel-626.html" target="_top" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204); "&gt;amyswitch.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/tips-and-tricks-for-playing-hotel-626.html" target="_top" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204); "&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;2009/01/tips-and-trick&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;????? what chin????? hahaha... can't understand .... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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/4480523466240727735-4231692682952294332?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4231692682952294332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=4231692682952294332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4231692682952294332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4231692682952294332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/03/ang-imahe-lamang-ang-tingnan.html' title='ang imahe lamang ang tingnan???'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8612139209578377867</id><published>2009-02-23T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T23:52:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to the late yellow cat....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SaLFVyb6yOI/AAAAAAAAACE/qKo56hOv_vA/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SaLFVyb6yOI/AAAAAAAAACE/qKo56hOv_vA/s320/DSC00053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306020289102661858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;We will miss you Yellow Cat. (2005-2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(64, 0, 88); font-weight: bold; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;read more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://kaleidoscopic-dreams.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-yellow-cat-is-gone.html"&gt; here....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/4480523466240727735-8612139209578377867?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8612139209578377867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SaLFVyb6yOI/AAAAAAAAACE/qKo56hOv_vA/s72-c/DSC00053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3611465380797235492</id><published>2009-02-22T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:31:42.395+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><title type='text'>Internship....</title><content type='html'>Internship starts tomorrow!!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wish me luck everone!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-3611465380797235492?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3611465380797235492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3611465380797235492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3611465380797235492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3611465380797235492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/internship.html' title='Internship....'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3794693835008928069</id><published>2009-02-22T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:20:36.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><title type='text'>yatta... yatta... yattaman.....</title><content type='html'>huahahaha.... am so happy..... am free at last.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1- my assginment that need to be done... is done...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2- my roomate already buy her own celcom broadband... yayMe! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...wit careful planning i manage to make her to sign up.... haha... and it's me who accompany her to buy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3- I manage to tame my roomate .. huahahahahhahaa.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.... wit a lil bit of behaviourism theory and some good communication skills of course haha... now she no longer dare to switch off the light without asking my permission plus I manage to say no when she wants to switch off the light... hahaahahaha..... sometimes i just pretend to do some works until she sleeps.... if she see me busy2 doing my work she won't dare to switch off the light... hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4- My heater still not working properly ..... but last time i throw a tantrum in my room and i almost hit her with the heater.,.. hahaha... that's a lie... i just say loudly to my fren "let's go take water from downstairs. i'm dehydrating!!!!" then the next morning my roomate say if you want water just take here.. *pointing at her 5 litre bottle*... nanti you don't have water she say...i just reply with a smile... *hahahaha* Sepa terasa dia terasa la kan....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5- I bought new speaker for my dear ol laptop.... you know for what... when my roomate is talking on the phone with loudspeaker ... i just switch on my speaker too... hahaha.... this is what i call 'serangan balas!!!!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;..........according to my father my room now is like the nazi war... hahaha.. everytime he phone me he'll ask hows my war going on...... hehehe... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/4480523466240727735-3794693835008928069?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3794693835008928069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3794693835008928069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3794693835008928069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3794693835008928069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/yatta-yatta-yattaman.html' title='yatta... yatta... yattaman.....'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2343162695608958226</id><published>2009-02-15T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:06:06.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Hiatus..</title><content type='html'>until 20th feb...........&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reason: assignment mode&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/4480523466240727735-2343162695608958226?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2343162695608958226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2343162695608958226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2343162695608958226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2343162695608958226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-hiatus.html' title='Blog Hiatus..'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2175994537707263979</id><published>2009-02-12T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T01:04:32.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary [s]witch college life'/><title type='text'>O.M.G....</title><content type='html'>OMG...OMG......OMG......That's all I can say....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"xnak tido lg ahhh.... suda mau pkul 1 ni.." my rumate ask me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just smile back and keep staring on my laptop ........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot sleep ... because I'm really freaking out right now.... Tomorrow we suppose to give back the eTems book that the college force us to borrow. Yeah .. I know it is just a simple thing of returnig all the books in the eTems set. What's bugging me is that I can't find the dictonary and one set of CD's including the study guide+planner+all the little things in the little black file....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uwaaaa..... I feel like i'm going to cry right now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst part is all the eTems set is around RM1000+ and the things that are missing right now is the most expensize item in the eTems set... but this is not my fault. Partly but not entirely my fault. We are moving to a new hostel every year and every sem we have to clear our things from the room. So the things must be missing during that time. Cause I clearly remember that 1 of my box full of books was thrown away by the Mak Cik cleaner the other day. I didn't take the box from the store room cause it is so damn heavy and i'm not going to use the books after all. So the things missing must be in that very box. Lucky enough I didn't put all the eTems set together or else all of it will be missing right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm trying to comfort myself now. I really hope tomorrow the librarian will understand my situation right now. If not half a thousand will go flying from my almost empty bank account.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;am wondering:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- do i have to pay for the books and cd's that I never use?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- do i have to pay for the things that the college force us to borrow but we never use it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Is this happen cause of my own fault?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- eeeee.... this is not happening... this is not happening... tomorrow I will have all the things back... (self denial...haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-2175994537707263979?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2175994537707263979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2175994537707263979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2175994537707263979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2175994537707263979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg.html' title='O.M.G....'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2019167377719765648</id><published>2009-02-10T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T12:29:14.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch smile'/><title type='text'>Another game...</title><content type='html'>Well this time it is not a scary game but it is a game that can kill your brain cells... hehehe&lt;div&gt;If you like riddles then you'll like this game... here.. try it....&lt;a href="http://www.mcgov.co.uk/zahada.html"&gt;Zahada Riddle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go play everyone... and help me... i'm stuck at level 3.. hahaha... am so very shy to say that... I'm stuck at it for nearly 1 hour already...  really need some help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;edit: now at level 30... yay me... taking a break for a while.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-2019167377719765648?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2019167377719765648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2019167377719765648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2019167377719765648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2019167377719765648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-game.html' title='Another game...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2439499726559572459</id><published>2009-02-08T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:17:49.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>relaxing my mind...</title><content type='html'>I was wandering around youtube relaxing my mind and I stumble upon beyonce... hehehe&lt;div&gt;I just can't get enough of her... she always amaze me.... wonders if she is really singing live in this video....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9EQquVeqT6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9EQquVeqT6g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/4480523466240727735-2439499726559572459?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2439499726559572459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2439499726559572459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2439499726559572459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2439499726559572459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/relaxing-my-mind.html' title='relaxing my mind...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2014949391823035396</id><published>2009-02-07T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T00:46:50.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>I'm going deaf??</title><content type='html'>Last night, I was at bolong's room. We are watching cartoon Kat-tun... We are having so much laugh and more and more laugh... It's good to laugh after all the agonizing pain I went through.  My headache tamed down. Then out of the blue we heard someone talking so loud. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its my roomate la ... sepa lg...  She is in my room of course and we can hear her clearly from the other room. She kept shouting and shouting. At this time I think she is really going crazy. Her voice is raising every second. Luckily enough my friend pija can understand what she is saying. So at least I know she is still sane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is having a BIG fight with her boyfriend. Pija translated only a small part la just so that we know why she is so mad. Its so bad for us to eavesdrop on her but its hard not to because her voice is can be heard from outside the room and even from outside the block. She shout and shout until she shout and sob and sob... I pity on her at that time but only for a while....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm writing this post with earphone on full blast volume of beyonce song and my roomate as usual is on the phone for God who knows how long. Even with the earphone I still can hear her. Why? because she kept asking me questions about march holiday.... even with her boyfriend on the other line she can still ask me a million question.... arrggghhhhhhhhhh....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know lately my post are mostly about her.. I don't care... I just can't help it.... Everytime I wanted to post about something else she came into the picture... *blaaahhhh suka ati sa la mo tulis apa kan... suka2 ba...* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: S.O.S....a.s.a.p...... *hehe winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                                                                                         -end of post-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-2014949391823035396?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2014949391823035396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2014949391823035396&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2014949391823035396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2014949391823035396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-going-deaf.html' title='I&apos;m going deaf??'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-9123129219311129061</id><published>2009-02-04T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:11:53.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>My life with a roomate..</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I have my roomate. (I think 3 semester ago since my last roomate) After 7 semester in this college I have 5 roomates which 3 of them are just my temporary roomate. This time I have a roomate who really makes my final year in this college hard to endure. It is not lke I hate her or what but I just can't  stand it. Every minute and every second spend with her in this very room of mine seems like I'm trapped in a different time zone. (hahaha melampau la ba kan) My privacy is gone now..... Want to know why? Just continue reading....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 1 with roomate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Late night on last sunday she arrived. She opens the door and I smiled to her. She said hi to me and I said Hi back... (I'm nice aren't I?) So I just sat in front of my laptop playing pet society on facebook. She came with her sister in law who helped her to carry her things. Then she start to unpack her things. Keep in mind that I don't care what she do as long as she didn't cross the line. She cleaned her place up. Then she start asking questions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-brapa lama u x mop blik? bnyk rmbt la.. (damn My hair mmg like dat ba always fall i cant help it. even if i mop everyday still will have hair lying on the floor). BUt I answer nicely la.. urrmmm lma suda x mop kali tu,....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- boleh sy on radio ka? My sister in law give me ba radio just now. (It's okay for me...) So I give her green light to on the radio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Eh kamu online ka? Kamu guna apa online? ( at that time she saw me online usin my cute lil maxis modem) me; Uuurmmm... guna ini la.... *pointing at the modem* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Brapa 1 bln kalo guna ini? .... me: 138&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Wah mahal la....(so i explain about the other alternative for her to online.. ) me: use this bla..bla..bla.. use celcom bla...bla..bla... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- kamu x mau share ka? (eeeeerrrkkk i'm torn apart don't know what to answer) me: owh modem ini sy guna sementara sj lg i can't afford to pay so mahal. Lg pun now actually i share modem with my friends d blik seblh use LAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-aiya... tp kalo share ok jg ma... (I still don't want ba!!!!) me: ahhh... it's okay la if u really need to use internet I can let u use for a while la. but you use your own laptop la k..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Waaaahhhh... banyak brg kamu ahhhh... bila kamu beli ini? (she point at my fridge. Hahaha.. i have mini kitchen in my room complete with rice cooker and heater and all the things i need to cook.) me: ya... lama suda but i didn't angkat from the stor yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Bnyk ohhhhh.... nanti kamu blk mcm mana la? (I'm so lazy to converse so I try to answer minimaly haha.) me: biar saja la. tggl mcm itu saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- x jual or bg org ka? (isshhh... suda2 la ba tanya tu) me: no lah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*at this point when she ask me too much question my ears mo jd panas da ni.. penat mo jwb2 ba.. i know she's being nice but i'm tired ba... it's almost 12 suda*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough with the questions if i am to write all the questions this post will have no end. After all that questions let me tell you about her telephone habit. She likes to talk on the phone using loudspeaker. I repeat she use LOUDSPEAKER speaking on the phone. aaaarrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh............ I know la I can't speak huayu like what she told her bf on the phone. But i'm not that dumb. I still can understand simple words. Why oh why must she talk on the loudspeaker. Combine the sound of her radio+her big voice+her bf voice on the loudspeaker= HEADACHE TO ME!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again I'm being nice so I just let her talk maybe she misses him too much or what I dont know and I don't care la. I just continue playing game. Then suddenly baaammmmm... i'm in the dark. She switch of the light without telling me. Online a blind person can't see me still wide awake in front of my laptop. Why must she do that? Earlier I did ask her whether she like to sleep with the light off or not. It is okay with me if she wants to switch it off but dammnnnn... let me know so that I can switch on my reading light. Or just let me know for the sake of she knows that this is my room too and not hers. In the dark she is still on the phone and of course with loudspeaker.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day2 with roomate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up in the morning and i'm still in my room with her.. arrhghhh how i wish i woke up with my room back to normal... The whole day she is not in the room so its feels nice.. hahaha... but then the night come and there she is.. heehe... mcm hantu oh kan. So as usual i cook my dinner with the help of bolong. When I want to start cooking she said to me. "wahh lewat suda ni br mkn?" I malas want to ckp pjg lebar so I simply answer yes. While we are cooking she suddenly came up from behind us and stand between us poking her head in front of my pot. "Wahhhh suma pun ada... daging pun ada jg .. mmg mcm kitchen oh suda" (mmg la ba that's why i have fridge to simpan the daging and sayur2 if not what am i to cook???) Then after we finish cooking bolong went to wash the plates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she started talking again.... " Lewat suda ni br mkn nanti gemuk kalo mkn lewat... tengok kamu gemuk" (?&amp;amp;!*^@%^%#^^&amp;amp;@#! she said I'm fat!!! ) So i just say...mmmmmm.......  But then after we finish eating she ask whether she can tumpang my fridge or not. i'm still angry and terluka with the title gemuk she gave me but I'm so nice I give her green light again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so being nice to her by letting her use my things. I don't mind if she want to borrow my heater or anything as long as she asked first. When she said she want to use my heater I said okay but I didn't know that she want to use it to fill her 5 litre water bottle. She boil water 5 times in a row when my water is so sikit already. I'm dehidrating but she didn't realize that. UWAAaaaa I can't do things whatever and whenever I like to do anymore... my private life is gone.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 3 with roomate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up as usually and went to class.. As usual went to jog in the afternoon. Come back to hostel. Open the door... jeng..jeng.. jeng... She was sitting at my place onlne with her laptop. She unplugged the LAN cable from my laptop without my permission!!! What if I'm downloading something???? I will be very furious but luckily on that very day I didnt download anything. I said that she can only use the internet to find resources or anything academic. Strictly not for entertainment BUT SHE IS WATCHING YOUTUBE!!!. It is not that I don't want her to use it. But i'm the one who online almost 24/7. The reason why we ( me and my friends) apply for the maxis broadband is because internet is part of us.... hhaahaha... really feel something wrong if I was not online for even a day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so good ... (hehehe) so I let her use it and i went to take shower. Then I want to cook but how am I to cook when she is using my table. where I cook of course. She just sat there and doing her ppt presentation while waiting for the youtube of course. I waited for 30 min. But she still didn't ask me whether i want to use my placce or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then..... the devil inside me came out.. instead of telling her to stop which I don't know and I hate to tell her. I ask bolong my neighbour to unplugged the LAN cable from the hub. hahahahahhaa... I'm soooooo EEVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLL......... but what to do I can't tahan anymore. I don't like to talk that's me. Anyway she is older than me. She should have more common sense. When I say she can borrow, she can .. but don't make it as her own... Don't treat my belongings like her own..... Or else I'm not the one who do the words thingy I take action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If this things become worst.... maybe I'll move to another room..... but for the time being I'm trying my best to adapt to my new environment.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owh... I forgot to tell that she like to poke her nose everywhere..... she always want to know what I was doing.... What I am doing online also she want to know.... there goes my private life.... HAHAHAHa... If she knows i blog about her... i'm dead!!!&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/4480523466240727735-9123129219311129061?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/9123129219311129061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=9123129219311129061&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/9123129219311129061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/9123129219311129061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-life-with-roomate.html' title='My life with a roomate..'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7176330000154218044</id><published>2009-02-01T22:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T00:14:21.617+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>Noriaijidousha-Man....</title><content type='html'>Today is my last day holiday and I met NORIAJIDOUSHA-MAN.what is noriajidousha-Man??? hahaha.. it's my version of bus-man. You know like the j-drama densha otoko. (eeeh did i get that right?) So... here's the thing. I was on the bus this afternoon; from komtar to bukit jambul. After a few minutes the bus set off from the terminal I met with the noriajidousha-Man (N-man) haha..&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;current=N-man-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/N-man-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from my silly scribblings above you can see that I sit opposite N-man. Mind you this rapid penang bus seats let you sit face to face eye to eye with the other passanger and I hate it. I don't know where to look. hahaha * nanti tesalah tingu susah lg*. So the off we go fro Komtar to BJ. Yeah. Not so long drive but many people are doozing off. Maybe cause its in the afternoon. Me myself almost zzzzzzzz.... but I manage not to. Lets talk about mr N-man now. it is not like densha otoko at all. He did'nt save me or anything. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just N-man fall asleep on the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why i'm so 'kepoh' want to blog about people sleeping on the Bus????!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BECAUSE DRIP...DROP.. DRIP.. DROP... N-MAN IS DROOLING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not just a simple air liur meleleh di tepi2 mulut. This is drooling menitis2 d baju... So at that I time I thought. Hmmm okay pretend I didn't see anything. But the guy sitting beside me was laughing and mumbling something to his friend. Damn I can't stop looking at N-man. Poor him but urrrghhh I also don't know what to say... His clothes have a few big and small tompok2 ... (this is what I call pemetaan... hahaha) that I can still handle so here comes the big part... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N-man awakes.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SLURRRRPPPP&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; N-man menarik air liur yg pjg.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I almost scream.. eeuuuwww at the very moment... but once again I manage to control my emotions. I have to get the image from my head fast....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-the end-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-7176330000154218044?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7176330000154218044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7176330000154218044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7176330000154218044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7176330000154218044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/noriaijidousha-man.html' title='Noriaijidousha-Man....'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7503072908154071807</id><published>2009-01-28T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T05:35:57.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch sharing'/><title type='text'>Tips and tricks for playing Hotel 626...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For those who haven't tried hotel626. Go.. now.. ehehe.. come back here if you get stuck....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First and foremost you must have flash. Then you can check in to the hotel by signing up. hehe...&lt;div&gt;anyway here it is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 1 - Only by confronting your darkest fears can you find the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This level is easy... just watch it and you'll get to the next level. It's just a movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 2 - One is not like the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this level you are running on the hallway with lots of door. Look for a door that is different from the others. Just click on the door to enter. The last time I play the door have a red light beside it. You must be fast though before the dark shadows eat you up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 3 - She lives in darkness, Show her the light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This level you are required to take picure of the girl who runs around in the dark room. Again you must be fast you only have 9 shots I think. Try to get her picture when she is not running. Just keep on trying it is quite easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 4 - just in time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this level is quite the same with level 2. But this time you are running down the hallway. Be fast. Run down the stairway and just before you reach the bottom or when you see the dark shadow thingy click on the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 5 - Sing me a lullaby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoho.. This level really freaks me out. haha.. There are 2 variation in this level one is when you enable your mic and the other is of course when you disable your mic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mic enable - You will have to actually sing a lullaby for the demon spawn hell child in order to keep it from waking up. Make sure you sing it not to loud and not to soft or else it'll wake up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mic disable - when you disable your mic it is quite tricky. you'll have to play a music box for the demon spawn hell child. Move your mouse around to play the music box. Again watch your speed or volume. The faster you move the mouse the louder the music will be. Watch out for the noise meter. You'll have to go through the lullaby twice to pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you see the child is starting to get restless and move around slow down or else.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After you put the child to sleep get out from the room. But queitly. Move your mouse left and right and try to keep your balance by looking at the ball icon. Make sure the ball icon is in the middle. Go to far to the left or right and you'll make loud footsteps and fall. SHHHH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 6 - helpless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are helpless you can't do anything right? just watch the movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 7 - He knows the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the trickiest part for me. In order to get out from this room that will drive you insane, you'll have to listen to the damn creepy voices. The voices will say three words correspond to pictures on the wall. Count the red part on each picture. Enter the three number on the keypad to exit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 8 - Find yourself a way out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The key to this level is just like what the wording says. If you have webcam enable earlier then you should be looking for a pic of yourself hanging on the lines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click out your face to get out of there. There's a time limit to this so you better be quick. Click on underneath the pic to go to the next row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you disable your webcam then no worries just find a snapshot pic of the hallway you ran before. click it to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 9 - Answer and you'll have the answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Just listen to the directions and you'll be save. Easy rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Level 10 - Your check out time is now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats you made it out alive or did you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing to do in this level except watch the cut scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all you need to do......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/4480523466240727735-7503072908154071807?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7503072908154071807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7503072908154071807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7503072908154071807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7503072908154071807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/tips-and-tricks-for-playing-hotel-626.html' title='Tips and tricks for playing Hotel 626...'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2801028163151742870</id><published>2009-01-22T09:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T09:50:37.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>Hotel 626</title><content type='html'>It is rumored to be the scariest place on the web!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wIE1Z_hLjrM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wIE1Z_hLjrM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check it out yourself.... &lt;a href="http://hotel626.com/"&gt;Hotel626&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Review: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a game not for the faint hearted of course and it can only be play start from 6pm to 6am. (You can play it earlier of course simply by resetting the time on your computer arond 6pm-6am.) I like to play it in the middle of the night with the lights of and earphone for better sound. Haha. Its pretty funny to capture my own reaction while playing this game....  Go to hotel626 if you dare......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*if you already played the game before or after you have played the game. Let me know what do you think about the game? Is it good enough to make your heart jump out from your body?? ^_^*&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/4480523466240727735-2801028163151742870?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2801028163151742870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2801028163151742870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2801028163151742870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2801028163151742870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/hotel-626.html' title='Hotel 626'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-7244815394798634575</id><published>2009-01-20T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:31:56.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>Double Trouble..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Trouble #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On my quiet afternoon today reading books and imagining things (haha)... Suddenly there's someone knocking on my door....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kok..kok..kok... *I'm trying to imitate the sound of some1 knocking..ahaks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I open the door and there's a lady there smiling at me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: Yes?? (i put on my best smiling friendly face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lady: uuurrmmm.... can I ask?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: yes? (my head start to wonder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lady: Is this room got one people or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: urrmm... one.( I wanted to lie and say two but my mouth seems to misintepret the signal my brain send)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady: Oh..(seems very happy) Can I move in here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: aahhh.. ok la... (i'm torn apart.. want to say no but yes but no but yes...*damn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady: Hehe (smiling widely now) Thats nice... I want to move here instead of Rambai. So far and my room suppose to be at 4th floor. So high......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me; hehehe.. ya.. lo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady: So, do you have extra key?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ermmm... sorry no... (Actually I do have but I'm too reluctant to have a roomate now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady: hurmmm.... could you duplicate it for me... I will tell the hostel people later that I'm moving here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: oh ok.. When do you want to move in? Cause I need to clear some of my stuff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady: Urmmmm... Thursday la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: So okay then....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There goes my no roomies again story. Now I have roomate. Not officially until this thursday. I'm not sure I can handle it though. Its been so long since I have a permanent roomate. My roomate only stays for a week or two then they blast off. hahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did exchange phone number and I gave to her the extra key later this afternoon. So much for the duplicating thingy... haha.. (Sorry I didn't mean to but it just slipped off my mind and I said it accidentally) Then, I met her again while I was doing my laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady: hey....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hey... (smiling again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady: are you malay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: No. I'm Dusun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady: .....(look confuse.) So u can eat....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh... I'm a Christian.. (Now I know what she means)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lady: hahaha... (half smiling half laughing) If Christian then sure can eat pork la.. hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: ....(I just smile and laugh with her)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much for the drama.. I clear her part of the room today... clearing stuff from her table and closet. ARghhh.... my room feels smaller now.... *I'll get use to it somehow..sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Trouble #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My neighbour came running to me and almost burst my door. She came running from her room and land on my messy bed. I was shocked. I asked her why?? Here's the another news that surprise me today. The practicum list is out and guess what. I still get the same school.... Where?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SK MINDEN HEIGHT of course... I was in hot water while i'm there last semester and yet I still have to go there.... arrgghhhhhhhhhhh......... another nightmare.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's my some of my experience in &lt;a href="http://eimi-mitsuko.livejournal.com/3441.html"&gt;SKMH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well it is not that bad of course. The school is near and I'm use to the school environment. I know some of the teachers and students there advantage to me of course. But still it sends goosebumps to me to hear that I am going there again. I don;t know why. Maybe I;m just still nervous about this whole practicum thing. My surpervisor is Mdm Chew Ping Ping. I don't really know her yet but I hope she can help me a lot and I hope my friends who are going to the same school as me will give me enough cooperation to deal with the school and also the parents of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My happy no class tuesday was ruin today with all the news. So I guess I'm going to bed early today. Hope I don't have nightmares...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-7244815394798634575?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7244815394798634575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=7244815394798634575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7244815394798634575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/7244815394798634575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/double-trouble.html' title='Double Trouble..'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-4151191227376352855</id><published>2009-01-19T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T15:02:22.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch feels'/><title type='text'>Have you ever imagine?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever imagine that you are talking on the phone with the one you love and care about and then suddenly .... VY&amp;amp;%@$%^%F&amp;amp;*..... the line went dead... What will you think? How will You feel? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This what my colleague went through last monday. He was talking with his dad on the phone. His mom and dad is on their way back from sending his brother to school or college.(i'm not sure) Then while having a conversation with his dad. Suddenly there's a loud bang and tyre screeching. And the rest is history. His parents car was hit by another car from the nearest lane. Sadly enough it is not his dad who cause the accident. The car that hit them actually collided with another car on the right lane. When the car skidded to the left it hit his dad car. He is helpless and can't think of anything. All he can do is just wait a call from someone for he can't contact his parents anymore. When he got a call. They told him that his dad was gone and his mother is in critical condition. He drive back to his hometown the same day with some of my other colleague to accompany him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I saw him in class with dark circles around his eyes and his face is not as bright as he always do. The pain that he been through are reflected through his eyes. Eventhough he smiles and act normal but we all know he is still in the process of recovery. I heard that he will go back to his hometown again. Because his mother is still in critical condition with few broken ribs and the rest I'm not sure myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-4151191227376352855?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4151191227376352855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=4151191227376352855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4151191227376352855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/4151191227376352855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever-imagine.html' title='Have you ever imagine?'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3197993570665133981</id><published>2009-01-15T18:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T17:54:40.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch sharing'/><title type='text'>From an old world view- to a new.. *cont ..part 2..</title><content type='html'>Read this!!! It is a long article but worth reading it... &lt;div&gt;*esp for teachers/teacher to be/people who think everyone can teach easily/hehe sepa2 pun buli ba*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;'I am the future's child'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my secondary courses, we will study the effect on the world's environment of human activity like transport - trucks, aeroplanes, ships, but especially family cars. every newly developed country wants its own car industry, and every middle-class family wants to own at least one vehicle. Yet car emissions are changing the climate patterns around the world; our cars are changing other people's weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half billion people in Asian countries are muddle class like me, and they have the same consumer patterns and the same attitudes as the middle class everywhere in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time I am in my twenties, world oil population will decline because the known stocks of fossil fuel are being exhausted. Power stations as you know them will not last for much longer. After next decade, world demand of petrol will be going up while the production of oil is going down. Where does that leave me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be urgent international action in my lifetime to limit the size of the world's population. When we entered the twenty-first century, there were 6 billion people alive in the world. A hundred years earlier, at the start of the twentieth century, there were jus t 1.6 bilion people on the planet. Almost exactly that number of the present population live in absolute poverty; and only one billion of the world's people can be confident of having three meals a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time I am 30 years old, world grain production will have become a problem. China alone will need to import around 370 million tonnes of grain annually, yet in 1995 the entire world exports of grain amounted to around 200 million tonnes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my lifetime, the world's super-cities could become almost unliveable, the home of only the chronically poor who do not have the personal resources to move out of them. In 1950s, when my grandmother was born, only two cities in the world, London and New York, had more than 8 million inhabitants, and each was called a megalopolis. I 2015, there will be about thirty-four such cities, half of them in Asia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I get to secondary school, the old confrontation between capitalism and marxism will be largely over, as well as the so-called industrial economy which produced it. The re-aligning of politics and parties is resulting in new political processes and coalitions actoss the world. Politics, parliaments, and governments will look different from what they are now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am told that this year there are in the world 190 million malnourished children under the age of 5; half of the, live in South Asia. By the time I am an adult, there will be at least the beginnings of a world-wide social welfare scheme, to which my country will be required to make contributions in money, personnel and facilities. The 'basic human needs' to be target for everyone in the world include:access to at least primary school schooling; access to health care; clean drinking water; satisfactory sanitation; immunization of all children; access to family planning services universal adult literacy; elimination of severe malnutrition; adn radically reducing maternal mortality (death in child-birth)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); "&gt;Beare, H (2001) 'From an Old world-view to a new' Creating the future school, Routledge Falmer, London pp11-12.&lt;/span&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/4480523466240727735-3197993570665133981?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3197993570665133981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3197993570665133981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3197993570665133981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3197993570665133981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/from-old-world-view-to-new-cont-part-2.html' title='From an old world view- to a new.. *cont ..part 2..'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-5513507259762724715</id><published>2009-01-14T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:44:51.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch sharing'/><title type='text'>From an old world -view to a new.</title><content type='html'>Read this!!! It is a long article but worth reading it... &lt;div&gt;*esp for teachers/teacher to be/people who think everyone can teach easily/hehe sepa2 pun buli ba*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'I am the future's child'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hullo. I am Angelica. I am 5 years old. I really don't have much of a past. In fact, I am the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You need to understand what I am learning to believe, how I think about my future, what my world-view is. You and I both want me to be a success in the world which I will enter as an adult and which I will be responsible for. In future days I will admire you for being able to look forward with me and to help me define what I need to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My world is already different from the one you have grown up in. On present life expectancy figures, I will live until I am over 80. So I will be alive and well in the 2070s, and my children will live to see the twenty-second century. Can you even imagine what the world will be like for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Only three of every hundred babies born this year live in developed countries. So wherever I live or work, I will certainly be mixing in a multi-national, multi-cultural and multi-faith setting, and white people could be the ethnic minorities. I will have to think about that when I prepare for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;During my lifetime, a planet-wide economic system will operate, controlled not so much by big nations as by big bussiness networks and by regional centres of trade like Singapore, Bangkok, Mexico City, Los Angeles, Tokyo, Buenos Aires and sydney. By the time I am 30, there are in the whole of the South Pacific, Including Australia, New Zealand and Papua New Guinea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The Asia/Pacific area will be a strong focus of my world. China already has a population ten times of Japan, and nearly half a billion Chinese re under the age of 25. The Asian continent (from India to Japan) already accounts for half the world's population. A Hong Kong bank advertises now, 'There are three billion people in Asia. Half of them are under 25. Consider it a growing market.' Those under 25s are my contemporaries. They will be very aggresive in a number of ways, good and bad, over the next few decades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It wil not matter what nationality I have, because my world is smaller, people move about, and most workplaces will be internationalized. My world is likely to be borderless. I will have acces to the world economy through overseas. I will spend holidays in China, visit South America often, and I will work for periods in Africa. I will probably be employed in an internationally owned firm, and it is likely that in my home we will speak Japanese, Korean, Spanish, English or Chinese as a second language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be continue........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Beare, H (2001) 'From an Old world-view to a new' Creating the future school, Routledge Falmer, London pp11-12.&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/4480523466240727735-5513507259762724715?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5513507259762724715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=5513507259762724715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5513507259762724715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5513507259762724715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/from-old-world-view-to-new.html' title='From an old world -view to a new.'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3363842478849986158</id><published>2009-01-13T21:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:04:04.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>No roomies again. *Phew*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yesterday is the registration day for new students. So I may have roomate this time but still no roomate for me this semester. Lucky Me! cause I can have the whole room for me and it is good for my ever growing collection of things i have here. This is my final year in this college and my stuff here are more than my stuff i have back home. Hahaha..  I have the habit of keeping things that i rarely use or don't use anymore. (Don't blame me this habit runs in my family. :p) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second week after school reopens but i still haven't finish unpacking my things even worse some are still in the store room which is now where the new KPLI students sleep. Pity on them&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;la... but they have to move out after 1 week orientation plus their allowance is double our allowance. So let them suffer for a bit.... *hehehehe*with evil grin**...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I don't have roomate. I talk with my stuff... *EEhhhhh..Nande???* cos my baka'ness level is HIGH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Mr.BintanG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hey Mr.BIntanG. I can hear beyonce singing from you. "If I were a boy...." Then suddenly.... @#$#$&amp;amp;%(#*&amp;amp;&amp;amp; some chinese song I don't know... Then again... AAHAHHHAHAHHAHhhhhh... some tamil song .... Arrgggghhhh I'll poke your eyes Mr.Bintang.....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01405.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/DSC01405.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;huhahahaha..... Mr.Bintang is my radio. I don't know what's happening to him but he kept on changing the radio station. Makes me want to poke his eyes even more to change the station of course... *mcm dlm gua ba sni ni... radio pun pndai sot2 pa lg line tlepon pun pndai ilang2 jg....*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;My DVD collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is another bad habit of mine. I can't resist Tesco temptation of selling affordable DVDs ahahahaa... What DVD? here it is........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I laugh at myself when i saw my collection. There's more at home. Since I stopped my gym membership at celebrity fitness these dvds help me to get in shape. (haha kunun la) Exercising is a must in my daily routine cause after 2 months holiday. I gain almost 5 kg. It's the season to be jolly not to be gluttony. But still so many food during the festive season. I'm happy. So I eat. Yay Me!&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01406.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01406.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/DSC01406.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;My Knitting project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since early December until now still haven't completed this. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01419.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/DSC01419.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;My loyal friend this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who? It's my Buku Rekod Persediaan Mengajar.&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01423.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/DSC01423.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With 6 weeks internship this semester and another 12 weeks next semester i'm sure my hand will go numb writing all those lesson plans. Can't wait to go internship but still a little bit nervous of course. This semester internship will start on february.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;CNY is around the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeap. CNY is coming but im not going back home. I plan to go to KL but then again the bus ticket price is sky-high my plan cancelled. So I celebrate CNY alone again this year. Like every year went to tesco and buy myself a box of mandarin oranges. I still don;t have any plans this coming CNY hols. Maybe i'll just do my open room myself again this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01413.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i306.photobucket.com/albums/nn265/eimi_mitsuko/DSC01413.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-3363842478849986158?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3363842478849986158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3363842478849986158&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3363842478849986158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3363842478849986158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-roomies-again-phew.html' title='No roomies again. *Phew*'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-8605311414968565239</id><published>2009-01-10T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:17:24.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><title type='text'>Shut Up!!!!</title><content type='html'>All the ladies who are screaming like hell in my hostel block please shut up already!!! It's 11.15pm now... damn!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's with the screaming thingy?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like every 2 minutes they went screaming so loud.... and it goes on like forever.... I want to slap all of you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;arrrrghhhhhhh...... geram...geram.... tia pndai pkir btul...&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/4480523466240727735-8605311414968565239?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8605311414968565239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=8605311414968565239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8605311414968565239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/8605311414968565239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/shut-up.html' title='Shut Up!!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-5124555604137365272</id><published>2009-01-09T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:58:32.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch college life'/><title type='text'>Sanbiki no saru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sanbiki no saru which means Three Wise Monkeys. Who are they? Meet Mizaru, Kiwazaru and Iwazaru. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SWcdPyjYl5I/AAAAAAAAABM/mr-_SZDUwo4/s1600-h/monkeys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SWcdPyjYl5I/AAAAAAAAABM/mr-_SZDUwo4/s320/monkeys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289228444475365266" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Familiar with this? I do. But for 22 years and 2 months i live in this world.*haha* I never know what they means. Or should I say I never thought that These monkeys actually bears wonderful meaning with them. Pity me oh kannn.... I only came to know about this during my edu lecture.weeee... thanx to Mr A.Rajoo........ At first when he mention this in class, he told us that Ghandi always brings this three wise monkey statues with him. So I tought these monkeys must originated from India. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pity me again. I was wrong. After googling it, I found out that it is originated from china and was popularized in Japan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Mizaru who always cover his eyes means see no evil, Kiwazaru who always cover his ears means hear no evil and the third one Iwazaru who always cover his mouth means speak no evil. There is another one by the name of shizaru who symbolizes the principle of do no evil who may be covering his abdomen or just crossing his arms. But the fourth one is not so famous la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;See no evil, Hear no evil and Speak no evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or in chinese a similar phrase exists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Look at not to the contrary to propriety, Listen not to the contrary to propriety, Speak not is the contrary to propriety, Make no movement which is contrary to propriety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Source: Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-5124555604137365272?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5124555604137365272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=5124555604137365272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5124555604137365272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5124555604137365272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/sanbiki-no-saru.html' title='Sanbiki no saru'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/SWcdPyjYl5I/AAAAAAAAABM/mr-_SZDUwo4/s72-c/monkeys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-1399163301638435760</id><published>2009-01-08T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:15:43.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch smile'/><title type='text'>Beyonce says if i were a boy........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Then R.kelly says but you are not a boy......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard this song just know when I was cleaning up my room. This song is like everyone know how to sing.Hahaha. This remix really funny la ... but ok la. hahahaha.... I can't stop giggling throughout this song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ii&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlOevm9_b44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlOevm9_b44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" 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/4480523466240727735-1399163301638435760?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1399163301638435760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=1399163301638435760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1399163301638435760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/1399163301638435760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/beyonce-says-if-i-were-boy.html' title='Beyonce says if i were a boy........'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-458160226357094333</id><published>2009-01-07T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T14:41:37.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>Monday Blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Phew. I woke up today on the wrong side of the bed and the rest of the day is not a beautiful Monday for me. I woke up in Penang yesterday and yes I woke up early. It’s only 4.30 a.m when I woke up. I open my eyes and started to think where am I? haha. . I know where I am in my hostel room la. Well I am so malas today . That’s the first word came in my mind but even though malas I still have to wake up because it is Monday!!!! I have to go to classsssss………dammmmmmnnnn…… I AM SOOOO MALAS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;I have to wake up early some more cause I haven’t unpack my things yet. My journey back from kk to penang is so dreadful and I have headache since then that’s why I can’t do anything. (hehehe padahal alas an jak ma) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Iklan jap…. *this is the story of my journey to Penang*(ahahahahaha………….)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;On Sunday morning, I reached the airport and wanted to check in and I’m so surprise that the queue for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;Penang is so damn long and hardly move. Want to know why? Because the air asia only open 1 counter for Penang. It’s nearly 6.30am and the queue is still long. (I’m suppose to fly at 7am) So me and my friend Bolong didn’t want to queue. Why? Cause we know sooner or later the counter for Miri will close and they will open the counter for Penang. Everything went as we predicted …. Hahaha… we manage to check in before all the people who have been queuing for a long time…. WE ARE LUCKY! Yay!.... by the time we check in it is 6.45am but there are still lots of people who need to check in. So sure delay la ba kan…. Haishhhh…. So after saying goodbye to my parents its time for me to board the plane. Yeah. For anyone who had use airasia before it is a tough battle or race to board the plane. Hahaha… Before the gate even open people will line up 20 min or even 30 min before. Sepa cepat dia dapat la kan…. So we also have to bersaing hebat to get in the line… Some people will push and langgar people with their hand luggage. I’m pissed but bersabar jak la. With proper clothes and proper shoes (means no heels haahaha) we manage to get in the plane early. Yay to us again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;" &gt;During the flight I wanted to buy mineral water but i hesitate so I decide not to. This is the decision I regret so much. After the plane take off I sleep like a sleeping beauty*hahaha* but then suddenly 'jln grabel' in the air (wujud ka term bgitu ahhh?) The plane went through bad whether. At that time my head went crazy its hurt like hell and i have trouble breathing some more... I want to drink but no water... dammmnnnn! *tula sa mo bli air tp pastu kensel na sendri mo tau la* If only I buy mineral water mist sa tia brapa paning tu... So the headache went on until we touch down and until I reach my college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; " &gt;Okay now it is clear why i can't unpack my things and tidy up my room. hahahahaha... What really bad happen today i fell down today and scracth my knee. *Jatuh longkang kici jak ba... ngingis jg la lutut sa.... tp sakit ba.....*  There are more series of unfortunate things happening to me today but i dont want to eloborate more. Nanti more bad luck ba. HEHEHEHEHE.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;*this is a late post.... i repeat this is a late post....*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-458160226357094333?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/458160226357094333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=458160226357094333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/458160226357094333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/458160226357094333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues.'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-3171131673621817254</id><published>2009-01-03T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T21:28:06.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>Penang here I come!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Boohoo... tomorrow i will go back to penang. Not that I HATE IT... but it's going to be a hectic year for me and that's what I hate. 2 more practicum coming and more lesson plan to write, more teaching aids to prepare, more headache to teach little children and more holes in my pocket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*heee duit abis ba p praktikum ni* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);  font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My exam result for last sem was not that disappointing for me after all the last minute catching up with what i have failed to understand before. What? i'm not good in this matrix thingy and it is the part of math that i don't like the most. That's why I always don't pay attention in class. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So this sem maybe i should be a lil more rajin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*i hope so n will try my best to do so* &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/4480523466240727735-3171131673621817254?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3171131673621817254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=3171131673621817254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3171131673621817254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/3171131673621817254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/penang-here-i-come.html' title='Penang here I come!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-5688687749503113637</id><published>2009-01-01T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:25:33.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Goodbye 2008 and Hello 2009!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure there are bad times and not so good times in 2008 but we should never forget about the good and happy times right? Well like my fortune cookies that i've got says .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy memories are forever. Relive it whenever you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;New year resolution anyone? for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I always have one but this year i'm trying hard to fulfill the previous resolution that i never manage to keep....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Anyway whatever it is, i'm sure everyone wish for a better year ahead and want to improve everything that we are not satisfied with. Some people say no turning back but I sometimes still turn back to look back what I have been through and try not to repeat what I did wrong but what can I do i'm only human. I tend to repeat mistakes. So I wish you all Happy New Year! Have a joyous, wonderful, prosperous, healthy, and adventerous year........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*am goin' back to college on 4th Jan.. :( *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/4480523466240727735-5688687749503113637?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5688687749503113637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=5688687749503113637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5688687749503113637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/5688687749503113637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009!!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4480523466240727735.post-2738342773242290379</id><published>2008-12-31T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:27:35.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='[s]witch diary'/><title type='text'>Yay Me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;my first post. Yay Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life according to me is now problematic [s]witch. Migrating from livejournal to blogspot. Not that i hate livejournal. I still adore livejournal for giving me the best info about my beloved arashi but it's my sister who seduce me to blog here; using blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;She actually said that livejournal is not good cos if want to comment cannot open ID plus she said she can make my personal layout for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Weeeeee...... so here i am now.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what will happen to life according to me??? Well i'm not going to leave it just like that. It is now my offical place to ramble about arashi and arashi and etc that are related to arashi....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4480523466240727735-2738342773242290379?l=amyswitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2738342773242290379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4480523466240727735&amp;postID=2738342773242290379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2738342773242290379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4480523466240727735/posts/default/2738342773242290379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyswitch.blogspot.com/2008/12/yay-me.html' title='Yay Me!!!'/><author><name>Suis Rusak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18331021696341140347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='12' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kRX5a0W0wrQ/Sa6OGMHatZI/AAAAAAAAACQ/vQ-v1r1O8bc/S220/me+alone.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
