<?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-2331192317603627388</id><updated>2012-01-29T13:43:28.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plus l'histoire avance...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>432</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7629189456343995519</id><published>2012-01-28T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T13:43:28.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Une folie</title><content type='html'>J'ai couru ce matin. Mais, comment peux-je faire le demi-marathon en moins d'un mois?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quelle folie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-7629189456343995519?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7629189456343995519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7629189456343995519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7629189456343995519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7629189456343995519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/une-folie.html' title='Une folie'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2240091378335715494</id><published>2012-01-27T09:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:51:45.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monologue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Haz, why so bitter?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Lol.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hence why I absolutely hate those who are out only to make things worse! &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Don't need your too-smart-for-anyone comments, frankly.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from &lt;a href='https://market.android.com/details?id=pl.przemelek.android.blogger'&gt;Bloggeroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2240091378335715494?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2240091378335715494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2240091378335715494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2240091378335715494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2240091378335715494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/monologue.html' title='Monologue'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-3742421426397283864</id><published>2012-01-27T01:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T01:52:36.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UU9fCqnMlgU&amp;amp;feature=youtube_gdata_player'&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UU9fCqnMlgU&amp;amp;feature=youtube_gdata_player&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from &lt;a href='https://market.android.com/details?id=pl.przemelek.android.blogger'&gt;Bloggeroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-3742421426397283864?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3742421426397283864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=3742421426397283864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3742421426397283864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3742421426397283864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/viva-la-vida.html' title='Viva La Vida'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-6456520037215053741</id><published>2012-01-24T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T22:07:15.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cranky?</title><content type='html'>All you probably need is a glass of water.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://healthland.time.com/2012/01/19/bad-mood-low-energy-there-might-be-a-simple-explanation/?iid=hl-article-editpicks"&gt;http://healthland.time.com/2012/01/19/bad-mood-low-energy-there-might-be-a-simple-explanation/?iid=hl-article-editpicks&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe. Look who's talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-6456520037215053741?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6456520037215053741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=6456520037215053741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6456520037215053741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6456520037215053741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/cranky.html' title='Cranky?'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8835074996867757849</id><published>2012-01-23T19:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T19:50:46.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exactly Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;If your happiness depends on other people, you are bound to be frustrated most of the time.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from &lt;a href='https://market.android.com/details?id=pl.przemelek.android.blogger'&gt;Bloggeroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8835074996867757849?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8835074996867757849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8835074996867757849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8835074996867757849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8835074996867757849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/exactly-why.html' title='Exactly Why'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-5688534337123709365</id><published>2012-01-22T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:28:03.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going with the flow</title><content type='html'>If there is one thing I've learned from living on my own and taking care of myself, it must have been this:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be decisive&lt;/b&gt;, and live with the consequences. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;make decisions not hastily, yet as &lt;b&gt;quickly&lt;/b&gt; as you can.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is too short to keep on regretting every little step.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-5688534337123709365?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5688534337123709365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=5688534337123709365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5688534337123709365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5688534337123709365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/going-with-flow.html' title='Going with the flow'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8834634366602165415</id><published>2012-01-16T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T21:56:31.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;I have come to realise how much these two little (literally tiny) things matter very much in our lives:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;1. Water tap&lt;br/&gt;2. Finger nails&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well needless to say I used to take the existence of the above for granted. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Not anymore.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from &lt;a href='https://market.android.com/details?id=pl.przemelek.android.blogger'&gt;Bloggeroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8834634366602165415?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8834634366602165415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8834634366602165415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8834634366602165415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8834634366602165415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-things.html' title='Little Things'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4694608441766658582</id><published>2012-01-12T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:06:07.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanting something you cannot have</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Typical.&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/2331192317603627388-4694608441766658582?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4694608441766658582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=4694608441766658582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4694608441766658582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4694608441766658582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/wanting-something-you-cannot-have.html' title='Wanting something you cannot have'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-3644427639579433954</id><published>2012-01-07T07:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T08:11:25.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lasting Energy</title><content type='html'>Interesting time it has been!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a vision and a real mood lift (finally!) yesterday morning sitting in a certain office. Suddenly it really felt like a brand new year. Haha talk about delayed response (and procrastination? *sigh*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, am reminded of a time in Wellington when sarcasm was flavour of the month. If it went a little more than it should, my usual reply would be 'Oh wow, I see someone being exceptionally bitter'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks like now is a time apt for such line! But whatever works. All the best and may mundane happiness be yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-3644427639579433954?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3644427639579433954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=3644427639579433954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3644427639579433954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3644427639579433954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/lasting-energy.html' title='Lasting Energy'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-9189805092484860066</id><published>2012-01-04T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:15:32.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same ol' same ol'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;Here I am. Unwell, awake and despising that this happens only four days into the new year.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So much for my 2012 hopes as per posts below. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What bitter pill I just swallowed, I wonder.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from &lt;a href='https://market.android.com/details?id=pl.przemelek.android.blogger'&gt;Bloggeroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-9189805092484860066?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/9189805092484860066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=9189805092484860066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/9189805092484860066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/9189805092484860066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/same-ol-same-ol.html' title='Same ol&amp;#39; same ol&amp;#39;'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-3285346623653969334</id><published>2012-01-01T02:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T02:58:41.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One to start the year with</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;We ushered into the new year in Singapore this time. The fireworks were pretty, lifting energy from the massive crowd. Yet I could not help thinking about what is to come.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I have been enjoying my time way too much I am afraid I'd get a wee bit too jaded for a start of a new year. Scary to think what if the complete opposite takes place.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;You know, karma?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from &lt;a href='https://market.android.com/details?id=pl.przemelek.android.blogger'&gt;Bloggeroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-3285346623653969334?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3285346623653969334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=3285346623653969334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3285346623653969334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3285346623653969334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-to-start-year-with.html' title='One to start the year with'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4010105513537541353</id><published>2011-12-30T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T20:51:36.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much. Just regional.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;One excitement came and left. Am afraid the bubble will burst not too long from now.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I know I'll get jaded in no time. But please 2012, be kind.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: xx-small' align='right'&gt;posted from &lt;a href='https://market.android.com/details?id=pl.przemelek.android.blogger'&gt;Bloggeroid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-4010105513537541353?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4010105513537541353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=4010105513537541353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4010105513537541353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4010105513537541353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-much-just-regional.html' title='Not much. Just regional.'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1090500180177440360</id><published>2011-12-26T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T21:30:30.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come away with me</title><content type='html'>Norah Jones' tune is currently on as I sit and type this. Not sure who this post is for or even what it is about. Probably just a quick distraction as I figure out how to deal with my mountain of clothes - I am such a junk hoarder that I frustrate myself, every time sans fail. Taking after my parents much?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is Boxing Day, and it is that time of the year when people get off work, families get together etc. As for me, I am indeed enjoying this lull period but at the back of my mind, I am wary that it will all begin, once again - that whole new year resolution, busier times. I sometimes think ahead not for the best of purposes, that I frustrate myself! Taking after my parents much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, speaking of hectic times, the clock is definitely ticking, feels a lot faster now. I know I need the push and I refuse to plateau beyond say, three months. Yet honestly, such comfort zone is way too hard to let go. I am so risk-averse I frustrate myself. Taking after my parents much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But come to think of it, I believe dad has altered his ways in bringing us up - against the manner he was raised by his father. So if indeed I say the inheritance is frustrating, let me place the responsibility upon myself to mend what I feel is not right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heh, as if I am that clever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-1090500180177440360?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1090500180177440360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1090500180177440360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1090500180177440360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1090500180177440360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/12/come-away-with-me.html' title='Come away with me'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7939080080501174695</id><published>2011-12-12T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:36:42.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abandoned yet not forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the blink of an eye, it is that time of the year, yet again.&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/2331192317603627388-7939080080501174695?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7939080080501174695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7939080080501174695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7939080080501174695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7939080080501174695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/12/abandoned-yet-not-forgotten.html' title='Abandoned yet not forgotten'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-836785451868921140</id><published>2011-10-16T13:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:31:09.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating lah!</title><content type='html'>So recently I blogged about how metaphoric it is for slower drivers to take on the fast lane. Just like in many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, I discovered two more traffic-related issues I love to cari pasal about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, zebra crossings. Meant for pedestrians to cross easily especially in the absence of traffic lights, correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those familiar with the LDP would notice zebra crossings right in front of Tropicana City Mall. I'm not too bothered with the one with the traffic lights. Yet what annoys me most is when some drivers think they're too important to stop at that junction from Sprint into the LDP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian pedestrians, knowing how 'courteous' these drivers are would then stand and wait till the stream of cars pass. Isn't is supposed to be the other way around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I'd normally do is, I'd stop, despite many cars following. Of course only when it's not too risky. Anyway, my utmost satisfaction surprisingly, is when these 1-2 cars start to honk. Oh come on, I'd be saying. Pedestrians are normally grateful and surprised that they are given some priority. Why not, right? We're the ones sitting in the car with the radio and aircond on. And granted, not like you're going to be an hour late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know most of us would stop and allow them to cross. But IF you happen to be one of those who honk, and in any instance at this exact spot, you know it's possible me there happy that you're irked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah moving on to my next pet peeve on the road. Yesterday's run reminded me of how inpatient drivers get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you know street marathons normally render roads blocked for at least a certain period of time. Frankly, I would feel sorry for drivers who didn't happen to know and yet in a hurry to get somewhere. But isn't it a bit too late to get all pissy? The volunteers and police are already there, the stream of runners are crossing whilst keeping track of their time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are unfamiliar with the concept of a race, umm how do I say this - people normally want to go faster and not be stopped just because you're late for a date or something? I'd get it if there had been an emergency but I guess that is one reason why we shouldn't be oblivious about the happenings around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, in this run I participated in several months ago, traffic wasn't too heavy. In fact most of us bothered to cross faster, enabling some of the cars go. They really didn't make a fuss, no honking, just waited and some even cheered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly the opposite, I get pretty annoyed with drivers thinking they could stop runners just by displaying their anger. Bleh. With every honk, you wait lah few minutes more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had half the heart to crawl at that particular junction. Yes I may be slow, but have you ever tried doing this yourself or do you need your car to even get 100 meters ahead, every time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it and stop honking. Too bad, my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. I'm really provoked the strongest by others' display of annoyance. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iCookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-836785451868921140?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/836785451868921140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=836785451868921140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/836785451868921140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/836785451868921140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/10/irritating-lah.html' title='Irritating lah!'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2991991805405447232</id><published>2011-10-15T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T13:07:30.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Saturday</title><content type='html'>A language class, a bit of dinner and run run run.&lt;div&gt;A bit more and my Saturday comes to its end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow dedicated to the bed and work notes? Very likely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will sleep like a baby, baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2991991805405447232?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2991991805405447232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2991991805405447232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2991991805405447232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2991991805405447232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/10/productive-saturday.html' title='Productive Saturday'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8181938525867472383</id><published>2011-10-11T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T00:00:38.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barricades, can't block our way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T2hPhILxez8?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, this is from 10 years ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8181938525867472383?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8181938525867472383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8181938525867472383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8181938525867472383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8181938525867472383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/10/barricades-cant-block-our-way.html' title='Barricades, can&apos;t block our way'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/T2hPhILxez8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4208081054793195951</id><published>2011-10-04T02:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T02:52:16.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminded</title><content type='html'>I don't know what came over me, but I just saw a couple of Victoria Secret Fashion Show clips from years 2006-2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those clips were on repeat during my university days, together with a few other friends we would just watch the videos with great music - like those with J Timberlake, definitely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, to carefree days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iCookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-4208081054793195951?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4208081054793195951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=4208081054793195951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4208081054793195951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4208081054793195951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/10/reminded.html' title='Reminded'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8543476876359101385</id><published>2011-10-01T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:28:51.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturnight Rant</title><content type='html'>As I was driving this morning, a thought came to mind. There was this car in front of me on the fast lane. He wasn't going too fast but not slow either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came a bit closer, he was sort of in the middle - about to switch lanes but he didn't. Mind you, there were not many cars and he could have gone his speed even on the left. But he just didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I likened the situation to how people perceive themselves. If you know yourself and the best you could be, you rightfully decide where to go and how to lead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know you aren't good enough, at that particular point in time, there isn't any reason for you to bring others down with you. In fact, step aside, brush whatever needs brushing and come back a greater character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simplest but most often mistake we do in my opinion, is how we subconsciously over/under-rate ourselves. Or at least I know I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is, I'm never good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iCookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8543476876359101385?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8543476876359101385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8543476876359101385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8543476876359101385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8543476876359101385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/10/saturnight-rant.html' title='Saturnight Rant'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2993120984406091110</id><published>2011-09-20T20:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T20:07:17.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This may come off a little harsh but...</title><content type='html'>If someone's indicated your flaw, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say, X thinks you are a bore. And that your stories do not excite people. Worse, maybe even your LIFE isn't all that interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Resent X and in turn find his/her flaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B. Avoid letting X say anything about you, or maybe just don't listen - well basically, live in denial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C. Ignore X and think he/she is bitter and that you're happy being yourself yada yada yada - all that stuff you read in magazines about not allowing anyone take you down, you are your own person etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Inferiority pushes you to ask around and observe if others close to you would say anything. Oh God. Do you REALLY think they'd happily tell? Or perhaps, they happen to be from the same pool of sample. Which honestly, and unfortunately won't count&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be some truth in there somewhere, mind you. What's wrong with asking X how and why he/she thinks that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, it actually becomes effective if you bother listening. Try it the next time someone gives you that subtle hint. Harsh yes. But what do you expect, everything sugar-coated for your sweet tooth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would know. I do something a bit better now for a 'hint' I got when I was what, seven? Now I am able to smile and be reminded, when I see that name popping up on my FB newsfeed. In that little area, I have won despite given a harsh one 16 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2993120984406091110?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2993120984406091110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2993120984406091110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2993120984406091110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2993120984406091110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-may-come-off-little-harsh-but.html' title='This may come off a little harsh but...'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1115191050358200256</id><published>2011-09-18T13:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T13:17:02.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya</title><content type='html'>One before the engagement. Hmm, make it two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/09/17/4794.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/09/17/s_4794.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/09/17/4798.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/09/17/s_4798.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-1115191050358200256?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1115191050358200256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1115191050358200256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1115191050358200256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1115191050358200256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya.html' title='Raya'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2986240571608308654</id><published>2011-09-18T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T12:11:16.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Risk</title><content type='html'>True enough, life is about taking risks. Even socially, to show who you really are and perhaps, speak with enough conviction. Of course, crossing boundaries isn't a great idea but should you stay mundane, what's going to come out of it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An even more boring you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you don't always have to be animated, loud etc. But at least, know that you have something to bring to the table. People value time highly these days. There simply isn't enough time to spend without any value-add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iCookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2986240571608308654?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2986240571608308654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2986240571608308654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2986240571608308654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2986240571608308654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/09/risk.html' title='Risk'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7876041132762435895</id><published>2011-09-16T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T15:16:37.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever happened to the patriotic me?</title><content type='html'>Not that I lost all sense of patriotism, but can't say I'm on the trusting side either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning dad had the Malaysia Day celebration on television. First I thought, 'amazing effort on a day off'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet almost immediately, I said to him 'Err, how much money do we spend on these things each year? Wonder who gets the catering and tailoring contract. Even those marquees erected over there.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. Of course I've heard how tailoring of say, RM60 gets invoiced as RM100. 150 pairs of uniforms ordered as 200, just in case, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'm wrong and things would have changed - in line with 'Janaan Transformasi Negara'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iCookie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-7876041132762435895?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7876041132762435895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7876041132762435895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7876041132762435895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7876041132762435895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/09/whatever-happened-to-patriotic-me.html' title='Whatever happened to the patriotic me?'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2195538084118949273</id><published>2011-09-16T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T14:19:07.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/09/15/5082.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/09/15/s_5082.jpg' border='0' width='150' height='199' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/09/15/5078.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/09/15/s_5078.jpg' border='0' width='150' height='200' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/show_photo.php?p=11/09/15/5083.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photo.blogpressapp.com/photos/11/09/15/s_5083.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must note that the 'excitement' was a lot different this time. Unsure why, but oh well. Thanks for all the smile-carving well wishes =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2195538084118949273?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2195538084118949273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2195538084118949273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2195538084118949273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2195538084118949273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/09/turning-23.html' title='Turning 23'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4915749040753498856</id><published>2011-08-09T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:35:57.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music - a common language</title><content type='html'>In a way I'm just like my friend, Farah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may have never said this to her, but we're both pretty inclined when it comes to music. Not like we play any instrument (which is unfortunate, really) yet we, well at least I'd like to think, that we're somewhat motivated by melodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I enjoy current mainstream hits - which are now mostly made up by R&amp;amp;B, pop and the likes, I extremely love songs from before my time. If asked, I'd normally say I'm a universal music listener (with the exception of heavy metal though - that's a genre I just don't get up till today). This is not easily believed though, as I could go as far back as to days of Doris Day, Julie London up to the latest hits by Justin Bieber, Miley Cyrus, Amy Winehouse - oh well you get what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I find myself selectively listening to indie bands. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever it's that season with lots of U2, Lenny Kravitz, John Legend ballads and even Guns 'n' Roses, Bon Jovi rock tunes, all I feel like doing is take a drive somewhere far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know about you, but I'll go on that journey with people I like any day, not having to say much, speak to impress or headed somewhere important. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just good music, plus good company. That'd be the best holiday ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-4915749040753498856?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4915749040753498856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=4915749040753498856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4915749040753498856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4915749040753498856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/08/music-common-language.html' title='Music - a common language'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1362353705379502233</id><published>2011-07-26T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:49:32.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's been nothing but fantastic. Looking forward to what's in store next.&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/2331192317603627388-1362353705379502233?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1362353705379502233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1362353705379502233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1362353705379502233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1362353705379502233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/07/making-mark.html' title='Making a mark'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-5241548299349232996</id><published>2011-07-25T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:02:30.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Weekend II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQvWX2NVL2w/Ti6sFl9cLiI/AAAAAAAACkI/9v1ZCnxvv5c/s1600/dreamgirls_malaysia_2011.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: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQvWX2NVL2w/Ti6sFl9cLiI/AAAAAAAACkI/9v1ZCnxvv5c/s320/dreamgirls_malaysia_2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633629395976203810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LbZ5Ucd11Gc/Ti6sFQOdrrI/AAAAAAAACkA/ik2BOmJnmTs/s1600/BHP_Orange_Run.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: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LbZ5Ucd11Gc/Ti6sFQOdrrI/AAAAAAAACkA/ik2BOmJnmTs/s320/BHP_Orange_Run.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633629390142025394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lULbYrNISUk/Ti6sFAC4o5I/AAAAAAAACj4/RrnCwlDYTOs/s1600/new-larry-crowne-poster.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: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lULbYrNISUk/Ti6sFAC4o5I/AAAAAAAACj4/RrnCwlDYTOs/s320/new-larry-crowne-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633629385798493074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally went back to my classes and did my bit for charity. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Undeniably a satisfying weekend - just how I'd like my whole life to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure made me embrace the fasting month and a new age in new light!&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/2331192317603627388-5241548299349232996?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5241548299349232996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=5241548299349232996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5241548299349232996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5241548299349232996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-weekend-ii.html' title='Last Weekend II'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQvWX2NVL2w/Ti6sFl9cLiI/AAAAAAAACkI/9v1ZCnxvv5c/s72-c/dreamgirls_malaysia_2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4244812719226600544</id><published>2011-07-21T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:00:45.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will go</title><content type='html'>No words can reflect my utmost thankfulness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thou shall be missed.&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/2331192317603627388-4244812719226600544?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4244812719226600544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=4244812719226600544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4244812719226600544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4244812719226600544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-will-go.html' title='You will go'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-6176051000199785336</id><published>2011-07-20T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T00:14:42.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pDeDVDmxzNo/TihPmQ6LOcI/AAAAAAAACjw/keDec1joLLA/s1600/100_3863.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EX7JSurwCSk/TihPmOfJ4OI/AAAAAAAACjo/KeRPnJmrsbU/s1600/100_3823.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: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EX7JSurwCSk/TihPmOfJ4OI/AAAAAAAACjo/KeRPnJmrsbU/s320/100_3823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631838852169195746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then there was Singapore for Simba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pDeDVDmxzNo/TihPmQ6LOcI/AAAAAAAACjw/keDec1joLLA/s320/100_3863.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631838852819401154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mom thought a day trip down south was a crazy idea - but I was home long before midnight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Great great weekend =)&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/2331192317603627388-6176051000199785336?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6176051000199785336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=6176051000199785336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6176051000199785336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6176051000199785336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-weekend.html' title='Last Weekend'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EX7JSurwCSk/TihPmOfJ4OI/AAAAAAAACjo/KeRPnJmrsbU/s72-c/100_3823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-9039532412719320358</id><published>2011-07-10T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T20:12:30.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Power of Visualisation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dreams do come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea it might sound a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;ll clich&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;é one might say. But if it's something I have recently learnt, your vision of what becomes of your future will already set you on the appropriate path.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;And honestly, one does not usually realise this. Until you wake up one day, probed about what your dreams as a kid were and notice 'Hey, this is somewhat the future I pictured myself having (albeit obliviously)!'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;I know I'm still so young to tell if it's certain. But I have a good feeling about how things will pan out and this definitely excites me each morning.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&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/2331192317603627388-9039532412719320358?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/9039532412719320358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=9039532412719320358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/9039532412719320358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/9039532412719320358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/07/power-of-visualisation.html' title='Power of Visualisation'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2996376659114071153</id><published>2011-07-06T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T22:39:19.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swedish Proverb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Love me when I least deserve it, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;for that is when I really need it.&lt;/b&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/2331192317603627388-2996376659114071153?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2996376659114071153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2996376659114071153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2996376659114071153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2996376659114071153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/07/swedish-proverb.html' title='Swedish Proverb'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7061501755342623125</id><published>2011-06-28T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:33:39.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutatis Mutandis</title><content type='html'>If only I could be simpler. That, I ponder sometimes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only I could learn to settle. It feels like an allergy for things remaining status quo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually don't know where these traits come from. All I know is, I must be better and everyone else should too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, am sick like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-7061501755342623125?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7061501755342623125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7061501755342623125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7061501755342623125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7061501755342623125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/06/mutatis-mutandis.html' title='Mutatis Mutandis'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8659720775566845436</id><published>2011-06-26T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T12:47:35.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfied</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xUznQV8MAFM/Tga5Utbs7sI/AAAAAAAACi8/czOmtzJMDzA/s1600/260620111193.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: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xUznQV8MAFM/Tga5Utbs7sI/AAAAAAAACi8/czOmtzJMDzA/s320/260620111193.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622384950262951618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ran (or rather, walked) 10km this morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah the joy of crossing the finish line. Hope to feel the same about all my plans for the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8659720775566845436?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8659720775566845436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8659720775566845436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8659720775566845436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8659720775566845436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/06/satisfied.html' title='Satisfied'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xUznQV8MAFM/Tga5Utbs7sI/AAAAAAAACi8/czOmtzJMDzA/s72-c/260620111193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-36120049092209175</id><published>2011-06-20T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T22:57:10.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now how about this</title><content type='html'>"Gross National Product counts air pollution and cigarette advertising, and ambulances to clear our highways of carnage. It counts special locks for our doors and the jails for the people who break them. It counts the destruction of the redwood and the loss of our natural wonder in chaotic sprawl."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Yet the Gross National Product does not allow for the health of our children, the quality of their education or the joy of their play. It does not include the beauty of our poetry or the strength of our marriages, the intelligence of our public debate or the integrity of our public officials.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; It measures neither our wit nor our courage, neither our wisdom nor our learning, neither our compassion nor our devotion to our country, it measures everything in short, except that which makes life worthwhile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;-Robert F. Kennedy, March 1968&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-36120049092209175?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/36120049092209175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=36120049092209175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/36120049092209175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/36120049092209175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/06/now-how-about-this.html' title='Now how about this'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2669776213898894493</id><published>2011-06-19T15:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T16:12:36.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk about loving oneself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today, I actually heard a young lady say something along the lines of '&lt;i&gt;Baju ini menampakkan saya lebih &lt;/i&gt;cute,&lt;i&gt; lebih comel&lt;/i&gt;'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On national television.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a genuinely chirpy tone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Suddenly my weekly ironing time wasn't so uneventful anymore. On that note, perhaps subscribing to Astro for the dining room TV sounds like a grand idea. &lt;i&gt;Selon moi &lt;/i&gt;(thanks to that girl), self-praising on private blogging sites doesn't seem so bad now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2669776213898894493?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2669776213898894493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2669776213898894493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2669776213898894493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2669776213898894493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/06/talk-about-loving-yourself.html' title='Talk about loving oneself'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8647180155611204996</id><published>2011-06-07T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:56:48.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking in</title><content type='html'>Is the above on FB or Twitter absolutely necessary? I get the point of finding out who else is around, the whole thought about meeting friends should you happen to be at one common place.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, isn't it quite unsafe announcing where you are? Even if the target isn't your good self, don't you think letting people know that no one's home can be equally as dangerous?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the time, don't you reckon it's a bit of a showoff especially when it's somewhere fancy? I don't get why you'd notify the world. Mind you, it really is no big deal for others. Which makes you pretty daft for boasting about being there ever so rarely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder if you fancy checking in the next time you visit the night market..? It is after all, a great place to hang out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8647180155611204996?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8647180155611204996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8647180155611204996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8647180155611204996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8647180155611204996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/06/checking-in.html' title='Checking in'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4171677283646520160</id><published>2011-05-19T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T07:12:00.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grown</title><content type='html'>Tuesday was a day off so I decided to join dad for breakfast at the &lt;i&gt;mamak&lt;/i&gt; place. I woke up later than he did, so I told him I'd meet him there.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that day he got rather sentimental and said he couldn't believe I was driving past the shop, when he remembered me as a (not so) tiny baby not too long ago. There I was, he said, in his arms still so red and well, really just a crying baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents really aren't the 'show-your-emotions' kind. So to get that from him, I went 'Awwwwhhhhhhhh' for like, the longest&lt;i&gt; harkaat&lt;/i&gt; =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-4171677283646520160?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4171677283646520160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=4171677283646520160&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4171677283646520160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4171677283646520160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/05/grown.html' title='Grown'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-5570015184248671833</id><published>2011-05-14T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T22:44:26.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated</title><content type='html'>Going back to my days as a child, sis and I commented on how long-winded our mother tended to be while speaking. Sometimes, we thought some details weren't even necessary.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mother also used to (and still does) finish up our leftovers as she disfavoured food-wasting. She'd remind us to eat as much as we could because according to her, "S&lt;i&gt;ayang&lt;/i&gt; food".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact come to think of it, she &lt;i&gt;sayang&lt;/i&gt; everything. We used to comment how much of a hoarder she was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the years, I have become quite long-winded myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These days, I notice I feel uneasy seeing food I order go to waste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking around my room, I have boxes which content I am not too sure what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was about to leave New Zealand, I still had my first trimester exam papers and foundation year math cheat sheet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nonetheless, I do think it would be utterly amazing (albeit impossible) if I could be my mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Belated Mothers Day, mak =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-5570015184248671833?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5570015184248671833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=5570015184248671833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5570015184248671833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5570015184248671833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/05/belated.html' title='Belated'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8202629797163327481</id><published>2011-04-28T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T23:16:42.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good one!</title><content type='html'>Hilarious!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/krNO3yFoMWM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/2331192317603627388-8202629797163327481?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/krNO3yFoMWM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4677699556647846632</id><published>2011-04-27T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:24:18.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair, you think so?</title><content type='html'>Frankly, for once, I want to stop doing things for people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-4677699556647846632?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4677699556647846632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4225246663114124625</id><published>2011-04-24T09:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T10:02:41.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night</title><content type='html'>So much for a 'quick' dinner with friends I told my dad I was going to have.&lt;div&gt;We ended up chatting until past midnight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, I lost track of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still went back to the days of DJ though. I'd know straight away if I am with these guys when we start going back to debates around 'filial piety' and hmm, the correct way of pronouncing 'sleds'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Some things just don't change.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-4225246663114124625?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4225246663114124625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=4225246663114124625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4225246663114124625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4225246663114124625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/04/last-night.html' title='Last night'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7638369301232020195</id><published>2011-04-06T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T23:36:49.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling insecure? Feel again!</title><content type='html'>How many of you actually bother finding out (&lt;i&gt;the actual word is of course, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;stalk&lt;/span&gt; - just thought I'd be nicer and encourage you to fess up&lt;/i&gt;) who your partner used to date or in cases of the ex, who he/she is currently seeing?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha admit it - you do care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just take a moment and think about it. We always make the mistake of wanting to be superior - be it prettier, hotter, smarter or simply better compared to the ex (or the partners after us). Sure it'll make us feel good and definitely rid of all insecurities bla bla...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...but here's a thought I'd like to pitch (&lt;i&gt;blame my 2-hour journey back to my hometown last weekend)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you feeling superior because you think you're better in a manner or two? Put another way, the 'other' girl/guy must lack something, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy that you're in a better league? Think again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see, assessing yourself amongst an inferior group won't do any good. Of course you appear the better one hands down. What you really want to do is to place yourself amongst those of superior character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, so what if you're better looking than the ordinary looking person that your partner used to fancy? It simply means you're just slightly more attractive. Yet, if the ex is really one with class, then you are either a step up (which is obviously better) or at the very least of similar standards. People's preference of their partners don't change drastically overnight, that's for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, I guess the next time you wish to stalk, be proud if they all appear attractive and of 'prime' class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise if they seem all mundane, glum, uninteresting and attention-seeking, you might want to worry that you're either similar, or just a little(!) better. Either way, not good enough!&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/2331192317603627388-7638369301232020195?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7638369301232020195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7638369301232020195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7638369301232020195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7638369301232020195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/04/feeling-insecure-feel-again.html' title='Feeling insecure? Feel again!'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-6335879181782970700</id><published>2011-04-03T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:57:33.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea, while we were together!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Np6n4OS5hDw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now with a real video! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Najwa Mahiaddin - Got to Go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-6335879181782970700?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6335879181782970700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=6335879181782970700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6335879181782970700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6335879181782970700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/04/yea-while-we-were-together.html' title='Yea, while we were together!'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Np6n4OS5hDw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2708840963519496323</id><published>2011-03-31T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T19:45:42.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolen Favourites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Don't you just love them at this age? Too bad they'll grow up in no time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kR6kgEZczwI/TZRpFPuL9wI/AAAAAAAACiw/cvmz7-LDKag/s1600/165730_10150089318265982_624090981_6186111_4246030_n.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: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kR6kgEZczwI/TZRpFPuL9wI/AAAAAAAACiw/cvmz7-LDKag/s320/165730_10150089318265982_624090981_6186111_4246030_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590208576314144514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXb4F0U4Dvk/TZRpE5E9gfI/AAAAAAAACio/dKMHExHWBP8/s1600/179239_10150089320075982_624090981_6186120_4357676_n.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: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXb4F0U4Dvk/TZRpE5E9gfI/AAAAAAAACio/dKMHExHWBP8/s320/179239_10150089320075982_624090981_6186120_4357676_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590208570235650546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wan Rais, 2011 - 1.5 years old =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2708840963519496323?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2708840963519496323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2708840963519496323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2708840963519496323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2708840963519496323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/03/stolen-favourites.html' title='Stolen Favourites'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kR6kgEZczwI/TZRpFPuL9wI/AAAAAAAACiw/cvmz7-LDKag/s72-c/165730_10150089318265982_624090981_6186111_4246030_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8519515692328096356</id><published>2011-03-21T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:54:57.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirst</title><content type='html'>True enough, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, I'd have it over my tandoori chicken, anytime =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8519515692328096356?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8519515692328096356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8519515692328096356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8519515692328096356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8519515692328096356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/03/thirst.html' title='Thirst'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-6850538574437771132</id><published>2011-03-16T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T21:38:34.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haihhh</title><content type='html'>You know that feeling of wanting to shake an annoyingly naive girl up?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ergh don't be such a loser please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-6850538574437771132?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6850538574437771132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=6850538574437771132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6850538574437771132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6850538574437771132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/03/haihhh.html' title='Haihhh'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-184774586223241454</id><published>2011-03-10T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T20:23:38.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Observation</title><content type='html'>I think I know now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't prefer people who self-pity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet on the contrary, I disfavour those who think very highly of themselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, haven't they seen better?&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;i&gt;So enlighten me, is the above a problem?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-184774586223241454?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/184774586223241454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=184774586223241454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/184774586223241454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/184774586223241454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/03/observation.html' title='Observation'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-461395595110468917</id><published>2011-03-07T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:07:01.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I know I need to stay grounded. But it sure doesn't mean I should stop going for more.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sky's the limit, so they say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-461395595110468917?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/461395595110468917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=461395595110468917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/461395595110468917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/461395595110468917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/03/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-494018930941049936</id><published>2011-02-26T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T19:08:22.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment</title><content type='html'>I think I'm about to get myself into another soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-494018930941049936?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/494018930941049936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=494018930941049936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/494018930941049936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/494018930941049936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/02/commitment.html' title='Commitment'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-3613853543989297756</id><published>2011-02-25T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T22:13:22.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tied</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wore a top tied at the back to work today. Was sitting alone when I recalled that as a kid, I used to love wearing dresses with ribbons tied at the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was at one point a sloppy kid. So every time the ribbons were undone, sister would discreetly tie them to the chair I was sitting on. At that point, it WASN'T FUNNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, how could you do that to a kid? I'd only realise when I tried getting off the chair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha well I guess it taught me to not leave any ribbons or shoe laces undone. Some people might just play a prank and if it happens now, I don't think I'd forgive myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1YZZsDqrq6k/TWe40r2B2bI/AAAAAAAACiY/o3hHDHZ3lts/s320/n858935376_4040849_2422.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577629878783695282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&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/2331192317603627388-3613853543989297756?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3613853543989297756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=3613853543989297756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3613853543989297756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3613853543989297756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/02/tied.html' title='Tied'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1YZZsDqrq6k/TWe40r2B2bI/AAAAAAAACiY/o3hHDHZ3lts/s72-c/n858935376_4040849_2422.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-173679123669754210</id><published>2011-02-13T21:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T23:03:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toi pour moi, moi pour toi dans la vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so glad I went out for dinner with Chien Hui, Wey Yiing and Aza on Friday. So many things have changed since we attended high school and it's just too difficult to get everyone's time these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chien's 2-week return (and Aza's too) permitted us one fine time to catch up. We were way too full from dinner but went for coffee afterwards anyway. Hours went by so quickly that if it wasn't for Aza's bedtime, we would've stay till morning =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway girls, five years from now let's see if we're still what we preached we'd be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next day was uneventful except for my little trip on the way to class. Figured I was a wee bit early so decided to take a detour and checked out my alma mater. Went round a little, drove along Jalan Beringin to see how SKBD's changed and most importantly, passed by my kindergarten which used to be my ultimate favourite place in the area. Ahh the little pool we used to swim and the garden we built sand castles in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Became all nostalgic and remembered how my dad used to hold my hand while crossing the road the mornings he sent us to school. He was still working back then and my coffee addiction stemmed from there I guess. I very well remember the morning chaos, with dad getting ready for work and mom feeding us breakfast - only because we were rushing and would not eat otherwise. Coffee was definitely a staple by then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was passing the Setiakasih area, my memory jogged through the times mom would send my neighbour's daughter and I to our Mandarin classes. Oh how I dreaded Thursdays then. Wednesdays too - when I started attending chess classes and later, mom made my coach come to our place for one-to-one classes. Ahh those 3-hour slots felt like forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One extra-curricular activity I liked was swimming. We used to go for classes in Bangsar, together with Aunty Timah's children. I unfortunately, have forgotten my coach's name. Ahh the things I remember ever so vaguely! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa_26jNAai8/TVfx7f6tENI/AAAAAAAACiQ/0IkRyl56ZSs/s1600/suannes%2Bparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa_26jNAai8/TVfx7f6tENI/AAAAAAAACiQ/0IkRyl56ZSs/s320/suannes%2Bparty.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573189068376576210" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JS7xIqs-2x8/TVfx7Ntr-OI/AAAAAAAACiI/632R7CZI0Ac/s1600/momnani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JS7xIqs-2x8/TVfx7Ntr-OI/AAAAAAAACiI/632R7CZI0Ac/s320/momnani.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573189063490140386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it is especially interesting to revisit these places. They hold just too much memory and as for me, elementary school years are now a blur compared to my years in DJ. Speaking of DJ, went for a high school friend's son aqiqah and for coffee with other three after. It's so good to have everyone back here, I don't think I'd ask for more at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway looking back, I definitely thank my parents for raising us the way they did. Can't say we're superb or anything, but at least we're doing some things right (I hope!). Mom won't approve but I'd post these old pictures of them anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BxH2lBhxoo/TVfv4aKWgnI/AAAAAAAACiA/oKJ5dp0gjEA/s1600/AbahHazreena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6BxH2lBhxoo/TVfv4aKWgnI/AAAAAAAACiA/oKJ5dp0gjEA/s320/AbahHazreena.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573186816268730994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abah with Hazreena under the Eiffel Tower&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keQu9-x-nUQ/TVfv30nLKJI/AAAAAAAACh4/32kizZQFOjI/s1600/Mum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-keQu9-x-nUQ/TVfv30nLKJI/AAAAAAAACh4/32kizZQFOjI/s320/Mum.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573186806189074578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My mother on one of their trips&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mO0Zq6uYOI0/TVfv3vf25jI/AAAAAAAAChw/a5KZfJ5tXew/s1600/Momdad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mO0Zq6uYOI0/TVfv3vf25jI/AAAAAAAAChw/a5KZfJ5tXew/s320/Momdad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573186804816209458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIqp2qa87fQ/TVfv3atcZrI/AAAAAAAACho/Ny0HnMwXWUE/s1600/jakarta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rIqp2qa87fQ/TVfv3atcZrI/AAAAAAAACho/Ny0HnMwXWUE/s320/jakarta.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573186799236048562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yours truly, with mom in Jakarta&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LjufNGQe_Kc/TVfv21O6zvI/AAAAAAAAChg/V9gJdOEoURw/s320/Parents.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573186789175906034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LjufNGQe_Kc/TVfv21O6zvI/AAAAAAAAChg/V9gJdOEoURw/s1600/Parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LjufNGQe_Kc/TVfv21O6zvI/AAAAAAAAChg/V9gJdOEoURw/s1600/Parents.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Ahhh, la vie en rose =)&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/2331192317603627388-173679123669754210?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/173679123669754210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=173679123669754210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/173679123669754210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/173679123669754210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-so-glad-i-went-out-for-dinner-with.html' title='Toi pour moi, moi pour toi dans la vie'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Oa_26jNAai8/TVfx7f6tENI/AAAAAAAACiQ/0IkRyl56ZSs/s72-c/suannes%2Bparty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2808509527498625018</id><published>2011-02-05T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T21:02:04.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just out of curiosity</title><content type='html'>Thought of this last night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot has been said over the issue of birth via surrogacy. I'm sure this concern is addressed in the black and white agreed by the biological parents and the surrogate but still, if you carefully consider...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;What happens if the child turns out impaired physically or mentally? It's really inappropriate to say, but who bears the responsibility of raising him or her? The embryo may belong to another woman but it is the surrogate mother who who carries the fetus for more than nine months. When he or she is delivered healthy, it will be the paying parents' bundle of joy. What if he/she doesn't, and requires more care than expected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2808509527498625018?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2808509527498625018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2808509527498625018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2808509527498625018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2808509527498625018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-out-of-curiosity.html' title='Just out of curiosity'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-721751672571340125</id><published>2011-02-05T12:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T18:52:01.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good reason to love travelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been to Cairo once with my mother. It was nearly eight years ago but I remember myself saying, I'd go again because it was such a beautiful place, such a world wonder. Yet if this current circumstance prevails, looks like there isn't much to awe over in Egypt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I went insane over how blue the Mediterranean Sea was. Alexandria - the historical city turned tourist destination. The fortress, the palaces. It was then that I learned about Salahuddin Al-Ayyubi and whether Alexander the Great was actually Iskandar Zulkarnain (I don't have the answer but watching the many episodes of Jejak Rasul and the movie Alexander, I don't think he was).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/TUzdMtT90_I/AAAAAAAAChQ/3h7w1XUHPUg/s320/qaitbayfortfromwater.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//goafrica.about.com/od/egypttopattractions/ig/Alexandria--Egypt/Qaitbay-Fort-from-the-Water--A.htm"&gt;Fort Qaitbay in Alexandria overlooking the Mediterranean Sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&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;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/TUzdMXafKYI/AAAAAAAAChI/Cr9-rTGZFec/s320/cairo300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eds-eg.org/Why_Cairo.html"&gt;Al-Ayyubi Fortress&lt;/a&gt;. Breathtaking interior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw the Sphinx, the Pyramids of Giza. It's just crazy how gigantic those were. I instantly turned into an unreasonable shopaholic at the Bazaar Khan Al-Khalili. Camels, pyramid replicas, comfy pashminas. I wanted them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/TUzdMJw07GI/AAAAAAAAChA/YyLonmbssJ0/s320/Sphinx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etltravel.com/Sphinx.html"&gt;Sphinx and Pyramid of Giza&lt;/a&gt;. One building block of the Pyramid easily fits an adult. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wonder how they were lifted and stacked &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there were the crystal factory and perfume atelier. At that point, why would a typical over-the-counter bottle of perfume be attractive when you know it's been diluted with lots of other things. Compare that to a little precious bottle of pure floral essence. And the crystals. Oh my God the crystals - be it the bracelets, or even the fancy chandeliers. I think I kind of vowed I wanted one of those in my home one day. Hehe I was an ambitious teenager back then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course there were the historical sights. Besides the palaces and fortresses, the masjids and museums were breathtaking. I remember our first stop in Cairo. On the way to the hotel we stopped for prayers, not realising how cold the marble floors were as most mosques had the open-air concept and it was December - winter somewhat. Tiptoed around marveling at the architecture. Masya-Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sighting of the famous University of Al-Azhar, a boat ride on the Nile River and of course the making of papyrus paper! That I definitely was obsessed with. All the amazing paintings on papyrus - Cleopatra, Nefertiti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/TUzdL7oyfAI/AAAAAAAACg4/WSrBO_eMR8Y/s320/alazhar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The&lt;a href="http://www.springtours.com/Cairo/cairo-al-azhar-university.html"&gt; Al-Azhar Mosque &amp;amp; University&lt;/a&gt;, Cairo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the Red Sea. I remember going to the Sinai area where the war and treaty-signing with Israel once took place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much to remember about a 1.5-week trip. I've yet to visit Aswan and go on a full Nile River cruise with belly dance performances on board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay this was meant to be a short post. Was just depressed with my dad watching the news on Egypt almost 12 hours a day now. Really hope all the prayers will show them the best direction for all. It's not only the people. But it's the history. How else do you entice the next generation into learning the beginnings of civilisation if they don't get to see it in reality. It's worth so much more than we can imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Since my trip, Tamadun Mesir in our Sejarah syllabus became one of my favourites ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Photo sources are linked in captions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-721751672571340125?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/721751672571340125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/TUzdMtT90_I/AAAAAAAAChQ/3h7w1XUHPUg/s72-c/qaitbayfortfromwater.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-3209333845679925527</id><published>2011-01-27T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T22:58:22.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering ECON130</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JvNQLJ1_HQ0?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First year at varsity&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/2331192317603627388-3209333845679925527?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JvNQLJ1_HQ0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-6519649373909736226</id><published>2011-01-14T20:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:39:13.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self</title><content type='html'>You're nothing without anyone else, brat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-6519649373909736226?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6519649373909736226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7585991403861729222</id><published>2011-01-04T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:50:45.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Untitled</title><content type='html'>When given an opportunity, one may choose to think it's way too much for him/her to handle. Or maybe after going at it once or twice, yet the outcome doesn't happen to be in her favour, she may just feel not cut for it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as we live our lives everyday, isn't it such a waste to move on and think it just wasn't meant to be? Especially when deep down we know we didn't give our all, it wasn't our best. Of course while at it we'd say things like 'screw it', 'maybe next time - I'm just so tired' etcetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: normal; "&gt;cliché to say this, but really. Have you ever thought what a waste it would be to let opportunities slip?&lt;/em&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/2331192317603627388-7585991403861729222?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7585991403861729222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7585991403861729222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7585991403861729222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7585991403861729222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/01/untitled.html' title='The Untitled'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4537763086894341249</id><published>2011-01-03T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T00:49:29.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non, je ne regrette rien</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/TSCsMfGHLJI/AAAAAAAACgs/1ie70Luip-g/s1600/100_1740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/TSCsMfGHLJI/AAAAAAAACgs/1ie70Luip-g/s400/100_1740.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557631270680734866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time and time again, there's something about Paris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-4537763086894341249?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4537763086894341249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=4537763086894341249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4537763086894341249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/4537763086894341249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/01/non-je-ne-regrette-rien.html' title='Non, je ne regrette rien'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/TSCsMfGHLJI/AAAAAAAACgs/1ie70Luip-g/s72-c/100_1740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7168979035259851908</id><published>2011-01-02T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:29:04.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Holiday High</title><content type='html'>I think this long weekend will only make me sluggish at work on Tuesday!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, sister treated us at lunch today. There was no particular occasion, not to mention too long overdue. But optimistic-2011-me says&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;there's always something to celebrate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, no? Dad gave a reason though - that 42 years ago on this very day, he reported for duty as an officer in the Forestry Department. I remember very well the letter he wrote to the big boss then, stating his return from Canberra and readiness to join the workforce. Of course, the sighting of this old (or rather, ancient) letter was courtesy of his staff via the retirement album prepared for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we were comparing ages when we all first got employed, dad said he probably did almost the same stuff over 2-3 years. He would've started working earlier if it weren't for those earlier years in high school and in form 6 (or so he says). But then again, he was fortunate to be sent to do his masters degree about 6-7 years after his first employment. Of course, considering it was Engineering in Imperial College, I'd say 'fortunate' is an understatement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come April, it'll be two years since I took up this position I'm currently in. How time flies. I'll cross the bridge when I get to it - that's probably how I'm going to take it from here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet for certain other things, I don't prefer being stagnant for too long. It's time for an upgrade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh the weekend's over. Oh wait, not for me. Work starts the day after tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-7168979035259851908?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7168979035259851908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7168979035259851908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7168979035259851908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7168979035259851908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-holiday-high.html' title='On Holiday High'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8975430891629398958</id><published>2011-01-01T09:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T09:59:33.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Decade</title><content type='html'>Only realised this last night. The previous decade was one with me accomplishing many different chapters I'd ever go through. Or at least I'd like to think so. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot happened in the last ten years. I went to high school, graduated from university and done my first bits of employment in the last 1 year plus. As much as these probably won't be my most challenging times yet, I've sure seen the world in colour and as they say, it's the foundation that usually matters and molds the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes folks, let's gear up for this decade that begins today. Where will I be and what am I like come 2021 - I wonder!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year. Best wishes to the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8975430891629398958?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8975430891629398958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8975430891629398958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8975430891629398958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8975430891629398958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-decade.html' title='Last Decade'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1364631369940434710</id><published>2010-12-29T19:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T19:26:13.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Melodramatic</title><content type='html'>On my commute home, I saw the sky. The blue sky. It was almost sunset. This day's coming to an end and I was severely reminded of a day's end in NZ. The sky that wasn't mine. I came to realise I will never get to feel that way again. Only to be reminded how short life is and how quickly time flies. Never again. Never again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-1364631369940434710?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1364631369940434710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1364631369940434710&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1364631369940434710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1364631369940434710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/12/melodramatic.html' title='Melodramatic'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-885427967055744397</id><published>2010-12-27T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T22:55:04.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I like Frank &amp; Nancy Sinatra as well as Grace Kelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PoSbnAFvqfA?fs=1" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-885427967055744397?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/885427967055744397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=885427967055744397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/885427967055744397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/885427967055744397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/12/because-i-like-frank-nancy-sinatra-as.html' title='Because I like Frank &amp; Nancy Sinatra as well as Grace Kelly'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PoSbnAFvqfA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-3381414272375820640</id><published>2010-12-20T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T22:36:36.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did my 2010 go?</title><content type='html'>Perhaps I was too busy ranting and getting amused.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But most importantly, I've learnt much. More than I thought I would.&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/2331192317603627388-3381414272375820640?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3381414272375820640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=3381414272375820640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3381414272375820640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3381414272375820640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/12/where-did-my-2010-go.html' title='Where did my 2010 go?'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-462440016689612472</id><published>2010-12-17T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T11:27:35.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the storm</title><content type='html'>Are you worth my time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-462440016689612472?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/462440016689612472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=462440016689612472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/462440016689612472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/462440016689612472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/12/after-storm.html' title='After the storm'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-3415441159858786892</id><published>2010-11-13T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:50:07.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance, no?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As much as love songs are cheesy and you know you can't trust a line like 'You're one in a million', some are actually nice to listen to once in a while. But honestly in this video below, if I were the girl I'd raise an eyebrow at every meeting point. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet again, of course there's a reason as to why nobody dances for me. Lol. I wouldn't know how to react! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/6tpl9LtkRRw/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6tpl9LtkRRw?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/6tpl9LtkRRw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&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/2331192317603627388-3415441159858786892?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3415441159858786892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=3415441159858786892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3415441159858786892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3415441159858786892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/11/dance-no.html' title='Dance, no?'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-5280177078543015523</id><published>2010-11-12T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T21:46:13.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please...</title><content type='html'>...tell me something I don't know already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-5280177078543015523?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5280177078543015523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=5280177078543015523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5280177078543015523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5280177078543015523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/11/please.html' title='Please...'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-6820274184152971652</id><published>2010-11-07T18:39:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T19:25:44.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love love love</title><content type='html'>Come revisit Wellington with me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit, I have never felt homesick all the three years I was in New Zealand. My most miserable times would probably be the exam weeks and...hmm really no other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fair enough - I was back in KL every summer. But seriously, now I kind of regret every second spent indoors not doing anything when Wellington had (and has) so much to offer. With dining spots in abundance and entertainment hardly scarce, how can one not have a 'love affair with Wellington'? In fact if you don't feel like spending (like most minimally-funded student would) sitting by the harbour - perhaps with a good book is definitely good enough. Or even, walk up some hills to the Botanical Garden! Hmm come to think about it I was hardly a walker before my years there. Now look how much I don't mind jogging and going anywhere by foot =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Too bad I only discovered the joy of taking out city library books in my final year. Even then I got very upset when the books I wanted were all taken out already. Oh well at least I had a reason to stroll down Willis Street and then over to Civic Square =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps in my first two years of tertiary study I was more a DVD-take-out girl. Civic Videos - I sure won't forget that place. My reruns of Gilmore Girls, Sex &amp;amp; the City and many movies. Lights dimmed in my studio apartment, I'd make coffee and have some snack while watching - bliss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come Sunday - I began to worry about assignments due. As much as I like my working life now, deadlines still apply and it's fine by me. It's just that back then, answers were pretty much in the text books and I could always counter-check results with fellow course mates. I loved arranging and picking which courses to take semester after semester. I'd squeeze classes so they run back-to-back and I could be done early in the day. Simply because I didn't want to walk back and fourth from campus. Okay that, plus I loved to sleep in my student days so if I get home early I could spare a hour or two of sleep in the late afternoon =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suppose most important of all, I enjoyed managing my own life. Close friends would know how much I liked my privacy and how reserved I could be sometimes especially about certain things (haha this sentence is long without a purpose but whatever). Managing my own household (which really wasn't a house to begin with, but to me it was absolutely my home) enriched me in nurturing my independence, street intelligence and it was a test to how I adhered to boundaries and limits. Can't say I passed with flying colours, but if given a chance - I'd do it all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh goodness how I loved my years there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get me wrong. Absolutely love it here too and feel so blessed with work, family and everything (almost) going as expected. In fact come to think of it - since primary school years I knew that this was the life for me - at least for a start before I figure what I'd like to do next. Yet I just can't avoid talking about windy Wellington. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to those having to hear my stories (particularly this boy - you know who you are) I am sorry but I don't think I'll stop anytime soon. It's somewhat made me who I am today, otherwise I'd still be the form five girl I was (school prefect) who's just too 'by-the-book', boring (well okay not that I'm uber interesting now but yea better I guess) and maybe dependent plus &lt;i&gt;manja&lt;/i&gt;! =p Hehe and it doesn't help that several people in the office graduated from VUW - including my own GM and a few more of the superiors I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have followed my blog recently (erm what am I talking about, follow what, exactly? =p) you'd know I haven't had much inspiration to blog. I guess reading this triggered all my excitement, over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeay Wellington is indeed a cool capital! Oh no wait. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;A Cool Capital&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Eh sorry not only with capital Cs but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A COOL CAPITAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Ahah, here's to you windy Wellington! Looking forward to see you soon! =)&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-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: -2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Georgia, Times, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Wellington cool with a capital C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Move over London, Rome and Paris – Wellington is the world's coolest capital city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lonely Planet has named our capital the fourth best city in which to travel in the world, behind New York, Tangier and Tel Aviv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It is the first time a New Zealand city has made it into the annual Best in Travel publication – a collection of the world's best trends, destinations, journeys and experiences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;In the sixth edition, released today, the publication refers to Wellington under the banner of "coolest little capital in the world".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Positively Wellington Tourism chief executive David Perks said sharing the top five with cities such as New York and Tel Aviv was priceless recognition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"To have Lonely Planet – a global brand respected for frank opinions and having its finger on the pulse – come out and refer to Wellington as the `coolest little capital in the world' and among the top 10 cities you must visit for 2011 is quite simply incredible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It is perfect timing for the city as businesses prepare for an action-packed calendar in 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;About 85,000 international visitors are expected in New Zealand for the Rugby World Cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Other highlights include the third Visa Wellington On a Plate in August and an extended season of the Montana World of WearableArt show, which will lead into the World Cup kickoff. In November, the city is hosting hundreds of writers for the Society of American Travel Writers conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Prime Minister John Key said Wellington was a great place to live, and even put a positive spin on our notorious wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"Actually I thoroughly enjoy going around the harbour when it's blustery and windy. It has a kind of New Zealand feel to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"For all the hard time Wellington gets about its weather, I think it adds to the dimension of the place that it has quite a good feel to it in that regard."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;However, asked if he preferred it to Auckland, he replied: "That's a big stretch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Wellington Mayor Celia Wade-Brown, who moved to Wellington from Britain in 1983, said she thought Wellington's strength lay in the combination of "wilderness" and city living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"You don't have to choose arts or sports, or between culture or wilderness, because it's all there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Lonely Planet, the world's biggest travel guide company, has sold millions of copies of hundreds of titles since it began in 1972.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: normal; font-size: 10px; "&gt;STACEY WOOD - The Dominion Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-6820274184152971652?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6820274184152971652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=6820274184152971652&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6820274184152971652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6820274184152971652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/11/love-love-love.html' title='Love love love'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2058433685532065972</id><published>2010-10-31T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:01:26.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This weekend</title><content type='html'>I know I sometimes get really paranoid for my own good. Yet this time I can't help not to.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Praying nothing bad happened. Feeling sorry, very sorry for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2058433685532065972?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2058433685532065972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2058433685532065972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2058433685532065972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2058433685532065972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-weekend.html' title='This weekend'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2054256327119090989</id><published>2010-10-28T19:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:45:05.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My List</title><content type='html'>I really need to update this space with more substance, shouldn't I?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently reading Alexandra Potter's '&lt;i&gt;Who's That Girl?&lt;/i&gt;'. Done half way and so far, I do think the story's kind of cool. Especially after thinking that my previous read - '&lt;i&gt;Do You Come Here Often?&lt;/i&gt;' a tad less interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aside from the story, I'm also starting to think of what I'd tell my younger self if I could meet her. Perhaps things like, hmm let's see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Things they teach you at university will all be of use to you one day. No matter how complicated or useless they may seem to you at point of learning. Don't study them just for the exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Do wear flats especially when walking around campus simply because you can! No one will say 'Oh those won't look too professional sweetie' like people would to you when you start working! Oh and we all know how you love to squeeze grocery-shopping in between lectures. It will be a whole lot easier on your feet although your arms might still hurt from dragging all the cooking oil, rice, halal chicken etcetera, hun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Of course there are many nice and intelligent boys out there, but it doesn't warrant you to get into a relationship&lt;i&gt; immediatamente&lt;/i&gt;! Especially when you never imagine yourself married in your early 20s!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; (or even late 20s for that matter)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Learn to bargain for what you REALLY want and deserve! Do not SETTLE. Trust me love, you could've, a long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hmm...what else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Still can't quite think of any...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. So it's obvious now that I:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;have very few regrets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;many of those were corrections I'd wish to make during my university years (did I ever mention here that I began to slack college year onwards? There you go)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and even those aren't too bad that needs a whole lot of saving to do (I think)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;believe that if I hadn't done exactly those, I wouldn't be exactly where I am, doing what I do today! Woohoo!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there, ladies and gentlemen. At least the things right off the top of my head. How about you? What would you tell your younger self?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, perhaps I should start thinking about what I'd tell my future self just so she remembers the things 22-year-old me really wish to change/get/do something about...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2054256327119090989?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2054256327119090989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2054256327119090989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2054256327119090989'/><link rel='self' 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Yet during our last round of Tarawikh yesterday, I wondered what have I done differently. Unfortunately, close to nothing I say.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's done is done, thus I'll make a start today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessed Eid everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-3968007047377205669?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3968007047377205669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=3968007047377205669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3968007047377205669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3968007047377205669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/09/thought-id-make-this-page-brighter-now.html' title='Thought I&apos;d make this page brighter now that it&apos;s Syawal!'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8085576063599067852</id><published>2010-09-04T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T01:01:02.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I'm an old soul like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/xL7nOE2KNrc/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xL7nOE2KNrc?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/xL7nOE2KNrc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&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/2331192317603627388-8085576063599067852?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8085576063599067852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8085576063599067852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8085576063599067852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8085576063599067852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/09/because-im-old-soul-like-that.html' title='Because I&apos;m an old soul like that'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1117336150358397091</id><published>2010-08-08T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T18:21:10.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>London.Amsterdam.Rhine Valley.Prague.Munich.Lucerne.Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't even done posts on KK, Bali, Singapore and Kuching trips. Blerh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-1117336150358397091?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1117336150358397091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1117336150358397091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1117336150358397091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1117336150358397091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/08/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Hazwani 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462988968514393042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9BrcFZBl1I/AAAAAAAACd0/KsS5XJJrqAA/s1600/P4190440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9BrcFZBl1I/AAAAAAAACd0/KsS5XJJrqAA/s320/P4190440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462984478228059986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9BrbkiGnFI/AAAAAAAACds/Von45RKOcqc/s1600/P4190442.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/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9BrbkiGnFI/AAAAAAAACds/Von45RKOcqc/s320/P4190442.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462984469407767634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9Bo1bfQwrI/AAAAAAAACdk/ee60yRbC4xo/s320/08-07-07_1608.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462981615121646258" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I should be putting up recent happenings and new pictures here, but I'm probably too nostalgic to ignore these.&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/2331192317603627388-8362410136642880809?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8362410136642880809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-4856264053741061196</id><published>2010-05-31T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T21:51:32.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inhumane II</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="416" height="374" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="ep"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/apps/cvp/3.0/swf/cnn_416x234_embed.swf?context=embed&amp;videoId=world/2010/05/31/bts.danny.ayalon.israel.ch10.channel10" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/apps/cvp/3.0/swf/cnn_416x234_embed.swf?context=embed&amp;videoId=world/2010/05/31/bts.danny.ayalon.israel.ch10.channel10" 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II'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1447023797216839750</id><published>2010-05-31T20:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T20:56:22.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inhumane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="line-height: 1.25em; margin-top: 18px; margin-right: 18px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: large; "&gt;10 dead as Israeli forces storm Gaza aid convoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="cnn_stryathrtmp"&gt;&lt;div class="cnnbyline"&gt;By &lt;b&gt;the CNN Wire Staff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cnn_strytmstmp"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="cnn_strylftcntnt"&gt;&lt;div class="cnn_strylctcntr"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;STORY HIGHLIGHTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul class="cnn_bulletbin cnnstryhghlght" style="margin-top: 0px; "&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;NEW:&lt;/b&gt; Group says raid took place outside Israeli territorial waters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turkey recalls its ambassador to Israel in protest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Israel: "During the incident the soldier's lives were in danger"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aid convoy was taking supplies to Gaza in defiance of Israel's three-year blockade&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;(CNN)&lt;/b&gt; -- International condemnation poured in Monday after Israeli soldiers stormed a flotilla of ships carrying aid intended for Palestinians in Gaza, leaving at least 10 people dead in the resulting violence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Israel claimed it was defending itself, with the Israel Defense Forces saying the soldiers' lives were in danger after they were attacked with "severe physical violence, including live fire, weapons, knives and clubs."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;IDF spokeswoman Lt. Col. Avital Leibowitz said light weapons and handguns were confiscated. "We basically encountered a lynch," she said. "We had to control this violence."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;But other nations condemned the military action and called for an investigation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;White House spokesman Bill Burton said the United States "deeply regrets the loss of life and injuries sustained and is currently working to understand the circumstances surrounding this tragedy."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a class="cnninlinetopic" href="http://edition.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/meast/05/31/israel.raid.gaza.reaction/index.html" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 66, 118); text-decoration: none; "&gt;World reaction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The Spanish and French governments called the action "disproportionate." The Italian foreign minister asked the European Union to investigate, and several nations, including Greece and Sweden, were summoning their Israeli ambassadors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;An indignant Turkey recalled its ambassador from Israel, canceled three planned military exercises with the Israeli military and called home its youth national football team, which had two games scheduled in Israel, said Deputy Prime Minister Bulent Arinc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a class="cnninlinetopic" href="http://edition.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/meast/05/31/gaza.flotilla.aid/index.html" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 66, 118); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Q&amp;amp;A: What is the blockade about&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Prime Minister Recep Tayyip Erdogan was in Chile, but will return after meeting with the Chilean president, Arinc said. The chief of the Turkish military was cutting short a trip to Egypt. The Turkish foreign minister, in Venezuela, was calling the United Nations Security Council to an emergency meeting, Arinc said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;"This operation will leave a bloody stain on the history of humanity," Arinc said. A Turkish group, the Humanitarian Relief Foundation or IHH, was one of the organizers of the flotilla, but people from various nations were aboard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;In a statement, Bahrain called it a "barbaric attack" on the part of Israel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Former British Prime Minister Tony Blair, an envoy for the Middle East Quartet, a group of nations working toward peace in the region, said in a statement Monday: "There obviously has to be a full investigation into what has happened. Once again I repeat my view that we need a different and better way of helping the people of Gaza and avoiding the hardship and tragedy that is inherent in the present situation."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Current Foreign Minister William Hague said: "We have consistently advised against attempting to access Gaza in this way, because of the risks involved. But at the same time, there is a clear need for Israel to act with restraint and in line with international obligations."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Five Israeli soldiers were wounded, the military said. The ships of the flotilla were being taken to the Israeli port of Ashdod, according to IDF.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The Free Gaza Movement, one of the groups sponsoring the flotilla, disputed Israel's claim of violence by people aboard the ships.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;"At about 4:30 am, Israeli commandos dropped from a helicopter onto deck of Turkish ship, immediately opened fire on unarmed civilians," said a post on the group's Twitter page.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Video aired on CNN sister network CNN Turk showed soldiers abseiling onto the deck of a ship from a helicopter above. The boarding of the ships took place more than 70 nautical miles outside Israeli territorial waters, according to IHH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The Turkish foreign ministry said the incident "might cause irreversible consequences" in the nation's relationship with Israel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;"Israel has once again clearly demonstrated that it does not value human lives and peaceful initiatives through targeting innocent civilians," the statement said. "We strongly condemn these inhuman acts of Israel."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Meanwhile, a protest that began outside the Israeli embassy in Istanbul on Sunday continued into Monday. Although largely peaceful, police did use water cannons at one point to keep demonstrators at bay. Israel issued a "serious travel warning" for Israelis visiting Turkey. Those planning to travel to Turkey were asked to postpone their trip, while those in Turkey were advised to stay indoors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The Israeli PM office has issues a serious travel warning for Israeli travelers visiting Turkey. The warning calls Israelis who are about to travel into Turkey to postpone their trip and for Israelis in Turkey to remain indoors and avoid presence in the city centers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;In Gaza, where the flotilla was headed, Hamas spokesman Sami Abu Zuhri called for global support of the Palestinian cause.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;"The Israeli attack on the Freedom Flotilla is an ugly crime and against international law and this reflects the nature of the criminal Israeli occupation," Zuhri said. "We call upon the free world Arab and Muslim world to stand in support and help and support the international activists who have been subjected to killing in the middle of the sea."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Palestinian President Mahmoud Abbas called for three days of mourning in the Palestinian territories to honor the lives lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Israeli government spokesman Mark Regev accused the leaders of the flotilla of looking for a fight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;"They wanted to make a political statement. They wanted violence," according to Regev, who said Israel wanted a peaceful interception of the ships trying to break Israel's blockade of Gaza. "They are directly responsible for the violence and the deaths that occurred."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The convoy of boats approached Gaza in defiance of an Israeli blockade and had been shadowed by three Israeli warships. Free Gaza had reported Sunday that they had been contacted by the Israeli navy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The boats left European ports in a consolidated protest organized by two pro-Palestinian groups to deliver tons of food and other aid to Gaza to break a blockade imposed by Israel in 2007.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;The maritime convoys were organized by both the Free Gaza Movement and the IHH, a humanitarian relief foundation affiliated with the Muslim Brotherhood religious group.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="cnninline" style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;Israel said Sunday that Western and Turkish authorities have accused IHH of having "working relations" with different terrorist organizations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="cnn_strycbftrtxt" style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;CNN's Ben Wedeman in Cairo, Egypt, and Ivan Watson in Istanbul, Turkey, contributed to this report.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="cnn_strycbftrtxt" style="margin-top: 12px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 12px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/meast/05/31/gaza.protest/index.html?hpt=T1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;http://edition.cnn.com/2010/WORLD/meast/05/31/gaza.protest/index.html?hpt=T1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&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/2331192317603627388-1447023797216839750?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1447023797216839750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1447023797216839750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1447023797216839750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1447023797216839750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/inhumane.html' title='Inhumane'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-3296690977997995860</id><published>2010-05-24T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:11:22.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Immature</title><content type='html'>I am not as tolerant as I wish to be. Is it the age or simply the circumstances?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-3296690977997995860?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3296690977997995860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=3296690977997995860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3296690977997995860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3296690977997995860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/immature.html' title='Immature'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1358891147436854695</id><published>2010-05-18T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:20:00.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concrete jungle where dreams are made of</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, as I was about to close my eyes I suddenly had a premonition. I'm not sure if it occurred because I had a lot of things on my mind, heck I don't even know if it qualified as a &lt;b&gt;premonition&lt;/b&gt;. But I was certain that I shouldn't simply disregard it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It occurred to me that I may die a tragic death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, nothing about it said 'soon' or 'gory' in case you're wondering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean come on, death will come to you no matter what. So no, I'm not afraid nor am I paranoid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just that I think it'll probably be very sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-1358891147436854695?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1358891147436854695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1358891147436854695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1358891147436854695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1358891147436854695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/concrete-jungle-where-dreams-are-made.html' title='Concrete jungle where dreams are made of'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8131596510157583960</id><published>2010-05-17T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:23:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Energy Trading</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Many people complain about the hot and humid weather. I hear it at home, I hear myself whining, I see shout out updates on Facebook and yes it was once raised in the papers too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So heat, weather wise, we aren't so pleased. We turn on the air conditioners &lt;i&gt;(CFC-free please!)&lt;/i&gt;, even when unsure if it will only contribute to an even hotter climate in times to come, ozone depletion wise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ironic that we still choose to switch on the water heater when bathing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well both contribute to higher energy usage. Bills shock us and yet we say, '&lt;i&gt;Ahh it's been too hot, can't blame my need for comfort now, can we?'&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny, how we justify ourselves sometimes.&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/2331192317603627388-8131596510157583960?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8131596510157583960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8131596510157583960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8131596510157583960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8131596510157583960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/energy-trading.html' title='Energy Trading'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-6841670741227134870</id><published>2010-05-16T12:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T12:45:52.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly Advice</title><content type='html'>If there's a piece of jewelry I prefer not wearing, it is definitely the anklet. Especially those with bells which jingle with every move you make.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was about four years of age, I used to have this gold anklet for a reason I don't quite remember. Perhaps I just wanted something just as shiny and fancy as my sister's bracelet, or maybe my parents simply wanted to track me down easily, although I must say, I wasn't too playful as a kid. You know, I wouldn't run around and not tell them where I was. Oh God no. My shriek alone can shock those who hear, let alone to always hear my jingling anklet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm come to think of it, I suppose I loved it since it was rare. Especially at that age, you would think that it's cute to have a jingly thing around your ankle, no? &lt;i&gt;(or was it just me?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, I lost it. I don't remember how it happened, but I lost it. So we got me a new one but I think I lost it again (yes I was a careless child hence why I hate losing things now. Absolutely hate it) Altogether, I think I had three to four different ones over the span of what, five years? Not a nice thought, really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what made us stop getting a new one. Haha come to think of it my sister Hana did a great job at telling me why anklets are generally, not the best investment one can make in terms of gold jewelry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you thought about a scene where bad people are after you. They could be robbers, murderers etcetera. I guess it need little explanation since you would imagine that running and hiding are impossible since the bells just give it away. Ieeek. Scary. Something as cute, nice and beautiful suddenly turns into a weakness which you can shed too easily especially when you panic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was her reason as to why it isn't very intelligent to have it on &lt;b&gt;all the time&lt;/b&gt;. Another was of course, how annoying it was to always hear bells ringing. &lt;i&gt;(Sure this was her real reason. Heh jealousy)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well don't get me wrong. I think it can also be your identity or trademark because when people hear your anklet jingling, they know you're nearby =p Also, I am not going to discount the fact that it adds flavor and fun to a dance routine, especially so in some cultures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway, I've given up on wearing anything around my ankle. Simply because:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. It's a tad difficult to see if it's still there, unlike bracelets around your wrists or rings on your finger. Oh blame my insensitive nerves that I had to&lt;b&gt; see&lt;/b&gt; instead of feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Oh well as a kid, I was too &lt;i&gt;kiasu&lt;/i&gt; to lose or to be found so easily in a game of hide-and-seek. Boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that advice of not wearing an anklet ladies and gentlemen, ensuring robbers and murderers won't find me, is what I call &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC99;"&gt;sisterly love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well they may not show it, but at least they care about not having you hunted down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Or maybe it was just Hana who was utterly annoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-6841670741227134870?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6841670741227134870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=6841670741227134870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6841670741227134870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6841670741227134870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/sisterly-advice.html' title='Sisterly Advice'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1159289415906679115</id><published>2010-05-09T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T19:14:37.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nouvelle vie</title><content type='html'>Oh wow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a year since I started working. Being someone who is very comfortable at her workplace and with her colleagues, I can't deny that I may be a tad affected if this comfort zone is taken away. It's unfair and inappropriate for me to whine though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As they say, if you're purely capable - you will excel, even if thrown in the middle of nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So maybe. &lt;i&gt;Campak&lt;/i&gt; me and we shall see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-1159289415906679115?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1159289415906679115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1159289415906679115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1159289415906679115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1159289415906679115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/nouvelle-vie.html' title='Nouvelle vie'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8080175514586782795</id><published>2010-05-03T12:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:10:02.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now you</title><content type='html'>Yes you. What can you bring to the table, if anything at all?             &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8080175514586782795?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8080175514586782795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8080175514586782795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8080175514586782795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8080175514586782795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-you.html' title='Now you'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8768194445280224812</id><published>2010-05-01T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T00:11:05.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9xSTT_jO3I/AAAAAAAACf0/nMdBEliIFqI/s1600/27612547923353l.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/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9xSTT_jO3I/AAAAAAAACf0/nMdBEliIFqI/s320/27612547923353l.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466334539458755442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9xSS1u9xVI/AAAAAAAACfs/ey_UDIuCb3A/s1600/P8180002.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/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9xSS1u9xVI/AAAAAAAACfs/ey_UDIuCb3A/s320/P8180002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466334531336127826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9xSSbYzMTI/AAAAAAAACfk/VdOgGEZ81YI/s1600/P1020288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9xSSbYzMTI/AAAAAAAACfk/VdOgGEZ81YI/s320/P1020288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466334524263838002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where did the years go..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8768194445280224812?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8768194445280224812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8768194445280224812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8768194445280224812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8768194445280224812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/miss-miss.html' title='Miss miss'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9xSTT_jO3I/AAAAAAAACf0/nMdBEliIFqI/s72-c/27612547923353l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-6525815183960158641</id><published>2010-05-01T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T23:09:06.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three little kittens, lost their mittens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;No offence, but sometimes I cannot help questioning 'WHY?!' as I browse my Facebook request page, only to find invitations to pages and groups wanting to gather say, a million female Facebook users on hardly any basis (mostly just for the fun of it and for some unreasonable mention of 'Oh we can do it faster than the guys ever will') and several more of the likes.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, what will you get in return and what does it prove in the end...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;i&gt;that girls spend more time on Facebook/girls are only capable on winning when it comes to getting together and clicking 'join group!' &lt;/i&gt;- neither of which is admirable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha okay perhaps I'm getting a bit too old for things like this. Just last week while waiting for the Stereophonics concert to begin, I was already whining and imagining how great it would have been if I were at home putting my feet up (instead of standing in heels in a crowded place and having to wake up early for work the next morning). Thank goodness the music and energy oozed from the rest of the audience were worth the wait!&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/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9w4OGx8aFI/AAAAAAAACfc/I5OP0twp18U/s1600/31565_1319106530771_1024007368_763162_911275_n.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/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9w4OGx8aFI/AAAAAAAACfc/I5OP0twp18U/s320/31565_1319106530771_1024007368_763162_911275_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466305862710356050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9w4Nn072GI/AAAAAAAACfU/7XxFH1ggRZ0/s1600/31565_1319106250764_1024007368_763155_7985022_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9w4Nn072GI/AAAAAAAACfU/7XxFH1ggRZ0/s320/31565_1319106250764_1024007368_763155_7985022_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466305854401402978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I must say I am getting used to having things or events to look forward to, given how I've been spending my time of late. Unfortunately, I have none recorded in any of my three diaries/organizers. It's so sad, considering how I used to write about the things I did or places I went to, at least on MyEuphorie. I realize that my rationale has always either been:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) &lt;i&gt;I work now. I hardly have the time and when I write, I want to be satisfied at least with my vocabulary (which seems to deteriorate by the day in case you haven't noticed)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) &lt;i&gt;I shouldn't be revealing too much online. Work wise, obviously I'm sworn to confidentiality =p And really, there is no need to tell my uninteresting stories. People have more important things to read and think about.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes. Now this is a post for MyEuphorie yeay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That aside, I'm glad I still keep up with my all-time hobby that is reading. I guess even if I don't have fancy events or activities on my calendar, I can still let my imagination soar. Moreover since I believe that my thinking capacity has diminished, what better way to stimulate the mind and feed the soul right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of feed and food. Oh my, don't even go there. I know how much coffee I down everyday and all the salty and cheesy food - &lt;i&gt;très horrible&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's indeed time to introduce some changes, no?&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/2331192317603627388-6525815183960158641?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6525815183960158641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=6525815183960158641&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6525815183960158641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/6525815183960158641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/05/three-little-kittens-lost-their-mittens.html' title='Three little kittens, lost their mittens'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9w4OGx8aFI/AAAAAAAACfc/I5OP0twp18U/s72-c/31565_1319106530771_1024007368_763162_911275_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2724468162168395869</id><published>2010-04-23T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:18:47.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh wow</title><content type='html'>I know I should be putting up recent happenings and new pictures here, but I'm probably too nostalgic to ignore these.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9B1ih8yVrI/AAAAAAAACfM/GZrBT0CLuyE/s1600/hahahahaha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9B1ih8yVrI/AAAAAAAACfM/GZrBT0CLuyE/s320/hahahahaha.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462995584089740978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9B1h2M7ekI/AAAAAAAACe8/0Z8Fwigz8GQ/s1600/in+red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9B1h2M7ekI/AAAAAAAACe8/0Z8Fwigz8GQ/s320/in+red.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462995572346288706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9B1hF-0HWI/AAAAAAAACe0/zzzqJkhpE7c/s1600/hanamyselfmak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9B1hF-0HWI/AAAAAAAACe0/zzzqJkhpE7c/s320/hanamyselfmak.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462995559402184034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have probably uploaded them before, but nah. Am just too lazy to look them up in the archive =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2724468162168395869?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2724468162168395869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2724468162168395869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2724468162168395869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2724468162168395869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-wow.html' title='Oh wow'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S9B1ih8yVrI/AAAAAAAACfM/GZrBT0CLuyE/s72-c/hahahahaha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1986845993089900899</id><published>2010-04-20T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:49:10.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should've known better</title><content type='html'>Whatever happened to self-respect and realizing that things have changed?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Others aren't as oblivious as they may seem, in case you're unaware.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-1986845993089900899?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1986845993089900899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1986845993089900899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1986845993089900899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1986845993089900899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/04/shouldve-known-better.html' title='Should&apos;ve known better'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-1088263549403565909</id><published>2010-04-19T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T22:46:21.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a question</title><content type='html'>Your superior and peers trust you. In fact they believe you have got a mountain of potential just waiting to come out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You on the other hand, are aware that you have yet given your best. Yes you have tried, but not hard enough. You know you've given a lot more in the past but you find it harder to do the same nowadays given your comfort zone. To you there's always a voice of concern, a hurdle, a constraint, time limit etcetera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you're feeling like you're a classic case of &lt;i&gt;jack of all trades, master of none&lt;/i&gt;, what do you do to find your true potential - something you should take time to enhance and leverage on? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that, ladies and gentleman, isn't something easy to discover given there are always things to do and issues to ponder upon (not to mention procedures and system to tinker with). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or would you rather remain that jack of all trades..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-1088263549403565909?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1088263549403565909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=1088263549403565909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1088263549403565909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/1088263549403565909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-question.html' title='Just a question'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-606624447076463676</id><published>2010-04-10T13:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T13:33:40.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making a mark, making my mark</title><content type='html'>Showstoppers, Hot Air Balloon Festival, Rock and Roots Concert in Singapore and finally last weekend - Kuala Lumpur Formula One Grand Prix.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say I'm so used to having amazing weekends. Wonder if this one's any different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, what am I saying? Of course it's an awesome one too. What with tomorrow's lunch with the girls and sure, it all already started with movie night yesterday, which as cliché as it sounds, wasn't quite your average movie night out =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well just thought I'd make a mark here. Might update more or might not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm off for facial later. Skin is definitely retaliating. But well I'm a happy girl anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-606624447076463676?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/606624447076463676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=606624447076463676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/606624447076463676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/606624447076463676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/04/making-mark-making-my-mark.html' title='Making a mark, 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7679760568185461081</id><published>2010-03-19T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T20:15:43.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Come on, seriously...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-7679760568185461081?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7679760568185461081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7679760568185461081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7679760568185461081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7679760568185461081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/03/come-on-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7642425430930236624</id><published>2010-03-15T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:53:42.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can you not love Kate Hudson?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mmCbbtkRYR8&amp;hl=en_US&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/mmCbbtkRYR8&amp;hl=en_US&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;br /&gt;I've seen her act in Gossip, How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, Le Divorce, The Skeleton Key, You Me and Dupree, Bride Wars and most recently, Nine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still not many in total, but I must say I love her pleasant visage, sweet smile and overall style. Her persona turns heads on the red carpet and she has that bubbly and warm personality to boot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to mention the catchy tune in the above video. Definitely works for her =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-7642425430930236624?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7642425430930236624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7642425430930236624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7642425430930236624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7642425430930236624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-can-you-not-love-kate-hudson.html' title='How can you not love Kate Hudson?'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8212470057749570213</id><published>2010-03-02T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T23:04:15.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5liZ2qrmb34&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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/5liZ2qrmb34&amp;amp;hl=en_US&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not that I'm easily jealous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8212470057749570213?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8212470057749570213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8212470057749570213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8212470057749570213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8212470057749570213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7749709562850067324</id><published>2010-02-26T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T11:52:31.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday morning</title><content type='html'>Little Rais had Chenode's tail in his hand.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An animal lover in the making?&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;Possibly =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-7749709562850067324?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7749709562850067324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7749709562850067324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7749709562850067324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7749709562850067324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/02/friday-morning.html' title='Friday morning'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-2796615395750325495</id><published>2010-02-16T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:11:51.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I still think &lt;a href="http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-you-dont-want-to-know-skip-this.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#660000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is my most original post ever.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine &lt;i&gt;lah,&lt;/i&gt; more like most original &lt;b&gt;content&lt;/b&gt; rather than post since I was tagged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-2796615395750325495?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2796615395750325495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=2796615395750325495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2796615395750325495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/2796615395750325495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-title.html' title='No title'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-5911539137597222809</id><published>2010-02-16T14:04:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T20:15:43.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some years after</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3o9ExOdf0I/AAAAAAAACdc/yTt8v1DE_v8/s1600-h/P2090009.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hadn't laughed so hard in years. Just half an hour into our conversation I was already feeling a sore throat coming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt like ages since we last sat down, getting all amused at one another. No surprise, everyone was blaming each other for being anti-social these past few years. I suppose it was more the fact that everyone was everywhere, in different hemispheres or at th&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e various transitional &lt;/span&gt;stages (some started working, some just came back while others are still preoccupied with studies and 'other activities').&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that we managed to gather everyone in these photos last night, but most of them were around so I'm just going to trigger your memory and recall some of our times together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3o8txMgvSI/AAAAAAAACc8/ksnuYb86bNs/s320/PB110019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438726257000889634" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Aziera's brother's wedding reception (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3o8trWCSII/AAAAAAAACc0/3k7uozuGwCw/s320/PB230006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438726255430224002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Post steamboat dinner SS7 (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3o8uHMzI8I/AAAAAAAACdE/Yb2MlKtFOR0/s320/PC100012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438726262907675586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sufya's brother's wedding, TTDI (2006) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Former classmates who in fact, just had breakfast together this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So glad you two are around now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3o8u0LWH6I/AAAAAAAACdU/dSQmh9sT-FE/s320/DSC07142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438726274981175202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Aziera's place. Farewell barbecue dinner before she left for London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3o8uQDEd7I/AAAAAAAACdM/bZgBZsdyN0Y/s320/p.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438726265282787250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 121px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Hedaya's sister's wedding (2006) which I missed. Have yet to meet the lovely ladies most left and right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Next week next week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3o9ExOdf0I/AAAAAAAACdc/yTt8v1DE_v8/s1600-h/P2090009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3o9ExOdf0I/AAAAAAAACdc/yTt8v1DE_v8/s320/P2090009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438726652146057026" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;February 2006. Their visit to my place the night before my departure. So comot. Baaahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Aiman just left for Brisbane last week and Nadiah's off to Korea next week. Best wishes to them both =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As for us here, we should vow to keep in touch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-5911539137597222809?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5911539137597222809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=5911539137597222809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5911539137597222809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5911539137597222809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-years-after.html' title='Some years after'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3o8txMgvSI/AAAAAAAACc8/ksnuYb86bNs/s72-c/PB110019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-7530906463812639590</id><published>2010-02-15T00:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:03:56.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you just love Malaysian summer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before I start blabbing, I would like to wish everyone a very merry Chinese New Year. It is nice to note that family holds a dearer place in one's heart, judging from the quieter Valentine's Day celebration this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that I have anything against the latter, no. It just so happens that the two share the same date and there was obviously less hoo-ha over where couples should dine or which flower bouquet should boyfriends be buying girlfriends (excuse the cliché, merely examples).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway back to my intended post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a year and two months since my return from Wellington. I was among the earliest to come home, at that point still unsure where I'd be working at and what would happen in the months to come. Heck, it was quite a rush. One could tell just by looking at the boxes of junk I shipped home since I, so cleverly spent most of my last days in NZ at some friends' place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hQSxD31zI/AAAAAAAACcs/6XfAyeqvcwU/s320/100_7123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438184833387321138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Walking down from Maurice Terrace the morning I left Wellington.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCFF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually had reasons as to why I left just a few days after graduation. I loved Wellington, I really did and still do. However I found myself even calmer as I boarded the flight(s) home. True enough, I enjoyed all the &lt;i&gt;balik kampung&lt;/i&gt; trips soon after and just could not wait on settling for a job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't mentioned it here, but I have a group of people I specifically wish to thank. Definitely my girlfriends, Fadzli (especially for helping me move my boxes of junk), Nonie's and Farah's parents. My girlfriends - for the graduation kiwi on top of the time you spent at my tiny Edu House studio apartment and the help you've rendered throughout our years there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days short to the new year of 2009, I was determined to make mine a blast. At that juncture I knew things would be great. Yet I didn't know precisely when and how. I only wished to score a decent job (preferably with my sponsor Petronas) and build my path thereon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for that job offer I indeed had a good time catching up with old friends, spent time baking, reading and practicing basic salsa, started my beaded slippers project and finally, daydreamed what my future should look like. I was actually attached to another company one month shy of the day Petronas called me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suffice to say that I didn't expect to be where I am now. Given that I had my playful days during my years of study and that I had little idea of where I wish to be placed in the organization, I feel truly blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday I am inspired and encouraged by fellow colleagues and bosses. Amazingly not through words but via action. It's like they have this aura that is tough to describe, personality wise. I try my best to keep up and be on top of things as I do realize that these opportunities can be taken away anytime especially when I don't make the most of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is clear my learning curve has heightened exponentially. Sure, it's never enough but I don't plan on exerting myself unnecessarily. As said in my previous post, work smart I shall. Plus I'm glad we are generally comfortable with one another, laughing out loud after a hectic day or over amusing remarks. It's never all play, yet it's not quite all work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough about my job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those who know me well would have heard of my wish to travel. Thankfully, that plan seems to be on track with the help of my sister, who loves planning and asking me to come with her. I'm not surprised though, at my lack of my travelling updates on this blog compared to when I was a student. I've turned too lazy and less passionate about MyEuphorie (yes I plan to change this) that my trips go by without making a mark here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see, aside from Kedah and Pahang, there was the Kota Kinabalu trip. That honestly was pretty awesome with us island-hopping, snorkeling and taking the drive up to the &lt;i&gt;kaki bukit&lt;/i&gt; of Mount Kinabalu. Also the array of grilled seafood at the &lt;i&gt;pasar&lt;/i&gt; just by the sea!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP-yN1K0I/AAAAAAAACck/o8iU3_GxEhU/s1600-h/100_2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP-yN1K0I/AAAAAAAACck/o8iU3_GxEhU/s320/100_2474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438184490100140866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP-efZrzI/AAAAAAAACcc/JFzvWS75aPU/s1600-h/100_9303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP-efZrzI/AAAAAAAACcc/JFzvWS75aPU/s320/100_9303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438184484805127986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP-G5YvmI/AAAAAAAACcU/cp-Z-MJ6qSs/s1600-h/100_9280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP-G5YvmI/AAAAAAAACcU/cp-Z-MJ6qSs/s320/100_9280.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438184478471667298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP9jdhjNI/AAAAAAAACcM/ZpprVFYWhlM/s1600-h/100_9238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP9jdhjNI/AAAAAAAACcM/ZpprVFYWhlM/s320/100_9238.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438184468959562962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP9jdhjNI/AAAAAAAACcM/ZpprVFYWhlM/s1600-h/100_9238.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP9jdhjNI/AAAAAAAACcM/ZpprVFYWhlM/s1600-h/100_9238.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hP9jdhjNI/AAAAAAAACcM/ZpprVFYWhlM/s1600-h/100_9238.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for 2010 we've been to Kuching (just a weekend getaway) and Bali (most recent). I don't feel like elaborating any of them in this post, but sure, my upcoming trips will definitely make their mark here on MyEuphorie. Now let's just hope that's true =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, in a few weeks time my girlfriends will return to Malaysia for good. I don't know if it's just me, but we clearly haven't been in touch for the longest time since we've known each other. I know free time is hard to find, especially since we don't share the same work place or common business/peak period cycle (An example a friend once mentioned 'Ohhhh, so Haz plans then Sufya takes on consequences lah?' after discovering that I'm in planning and Sufya's in finance - which somehow makes me sound like the menace). So yeah, just hoping we could squeeze a few hours or so just like we used to when we first started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm this post seems longer than I intended it to be. After quite a hiatus, it sure is hard and I'm positive this entry looks rather 'neither here nor there'. So &lt;i&gt;bersepah&lt;/i&gt;. Oh well at least the key updates on what I've been up to =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time, &lt;i&gt;au revoir&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-7530906463812639590?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7530906463812639590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=7530906463812639590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7530906463812639590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/7530906463812639590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-you-just-love-malaysian-summer.html' title='Don&apos;t you just love Malaysian summer?'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XQilIuSgK8Q/S3hQSxD31zI/AAAAAAAACcs/6XfAyeqvcwU/s72-c/100_7123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-5327387774062414727</id><published>2009-12-31T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:58:57.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last one for the year</title><content type='html'>I have so many things to say!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's already the end of year 2009, in fact it is the last day of this decade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They can wait I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In conclusion though, 2009 has been a great year for me. Lady luck definitely smiled upon me much and sure I'm grateful. I have always been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally, two-thousand-and-nine has marked quite a number of new beginnings. I am satisfied but this means one thing and that is: things should ONLY get better from here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the risk of sounding very full of myself, I have a lot in store for me. At the same time this very same me will need to not only work hard, but work SMART =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-5327387774062414727?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5327387774062414727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=5327387774062414727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5327387774062414727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/5327387774062414727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-one-for-year.html' title='Last one for the year'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-8031897530558688262</id><published>2009-12-28T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:32:15.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not mine, but theirs</title><content type='html'>The thing about being cheated on is not really about losing the guy/girl you dated. I mean, he or she could then go do as many stupid things for all we care.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead, to me it's more about how you'd instantly feel. As if you don't even know the person you used to trust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even scarier, it's as if the world has changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-8031897530558688262?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8031897530558688262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=8031897530558688262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8031897530558688262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/8031897530558688262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-mine-but-theirs.html' title='Not mine, but theirs'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2331192317603627388.post-3937053407248034949</id><published>2009-12-24T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:47:33.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, you just have to get away with the girls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XKQ5yRFkBnE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XKQ5yRFkBnE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;May 28th 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2331192317603627388-3937053407248034949?l=myeuphorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3937053407248034949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2331192317603627388&amp;postID=3937053407248034949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3937053407248034949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2331192317603627388/posts/default/3937053407248034949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myeuphorie.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-of-many-fabulous-things-i-saw-last.html' title='Sometimes, you just have to get away with the girls!'/><author><name>Hazwani Hashim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11110579749934765530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHElBXPVYJo/TuBTy_PUgjI/AAAAAAAAClc/DNwldRo66Jo/s220/haz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
