<?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-31916622</id><updated>2011-11-20T03:24:30.802+01:00</updated><category term='Break Bread'/><category term='piffle'/><category term='City of Lion'/><category term='chez moi'/><category term='Newsworthiness'/><category term='Azure City'/><title type='text'>well-graven haven</title><subtitle type='html'>My stories, thoughts and nonsensical blurts.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-3674511143445360268</id><published>2010-11-03T13:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:50:58.895+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chez moi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>Wait... what?</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I typed wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com on the spur of the moment and just out of curiosity. Yeah, for me blogging is long gone what with my reports, school work and pure laziness, who has got the time to actually sit and ramble about their boring life anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho reading back the entries made me laugh a little. A good friend of mine told me a blog is like a personal journal, things you felt then and you wrote about it. I guess he's right, that's why many of my entries are nothing but ramblings.  I blogged then because it WAS the in thing to do. Just like Friendster, then myspace and now Facebook. Now I have this tiny urge to continue writing, thus posting this entry... mais ça m'étonnerais si je continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, gotta get back to the real world. I have an exam tomorrow: Gestion d'Energie. Not much to study I heard, but hell I need to pass, wait not just that but get awesome marks or the worst scenario might very well come falling down on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray, study and be cool. That's how I plan to go through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu, for now peut-être.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-3674511143445360268?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3674511143445360268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=3674511143445360268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/3674511143445360268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/3674511143445360268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2010/11/wait-what.html' title='Wait... what?'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-5447644136332301492</id><published>2009-02-13T02:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T02:23:07.323+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chez moi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Break Bread'/><title type='text'>Mommy, see what I made!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hari ini untuk makan malam, saya buat macaroni n cheese. tapi macaroni tade, so guna pasta bernama serpentini. Maka jadilah baked serpentini n cheese. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Senang bagaikan jari dalam hidung. I wonder if that saying is even correct in english – finger in the nose? My french pyhsics teacher used to say this whenever he’s comparing to anything easy which seemed like everything to him. hehe &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Boil em.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJHbCZa8I/AAAAAAAAACY/DF-n1ixk-ho/s1600-h/IMG_1588%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1588" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="IMG_1588" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJIgf5QuI/AAAAAAAAACc/vOVijJLkZaM/IMG_1588_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Make this.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJJUGdAII/AAAAAAAAACg/lPpdvwYRIUo/s1600-h/IMG_1590%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1590" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="IMG_1590" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJKb-hCUI/AAAAAAAAACk/KmhRH-Ro0Hk/IMG_1590_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and then this.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJLKhOAlI/AAAAAAAAACo/iICHHggIl-E/s1600-h/IMG_1591%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1591" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="IMG_1591" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJL8XOB4I/AAAAAAAAACs/32SlPfvLUi4/IMG_1591_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;mix them all up.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJMya2axI/AAAAAAAAACw/p8HH10iZ5jY/s1600-h/IMG_1593%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1593" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="200" alt="IMG_1593" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJN2jihcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/3lEqbNqLiK0/IMG_1593_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bake in the oven and have some patience, and voilà!&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJOls5YEI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZN-NUBktsh4/s1600-h/IMG_1597%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1597" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="IMG_1597" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJP-gTFcI/AAAAAAAAAC8/xH9A1ixEI_s/IMG_1597_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Buurp.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJQsapVII/AAAAAAAAADA/_jRuRj14F9g/s1600-h/IMG_1601%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1601" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-left: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-bottom: 0px" height="260" alt="IMG_1601" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJRm-yZ9I/AAAAAAAAADE/_bY5lVM0Pds/IMG_1601_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Easy peasy lemon squeezy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-5447644136332301492?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/5447644136332301492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=5447644136332301492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/5447644136332301492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/5447644136332301492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/mommy-i-can-cook.html' title='Mommy, see what I made!'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZTJIgf5QuI/AAAAAAAAACc/vOVijJLkZaM/s72-c/IMG_1588_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-1348513871933188172</id><published>2009-02-10T16:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:37:42.490+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City of Lion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chez moi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>25 random things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There’s this thing called Facebook (not like it needs any further introduction) where you can see what your friends are up to when you are bored or simply when you got nothing better to do.  So there’s this thing going around in Facebook where people would write 25 random things about them, anything: facts or secrets that others may or may not have known. The thing is, you must be tagged before you can write them. Well you can just write them anyway before getting tagged but that will make you look stupid and uncool. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So what the heck, I’ve got too much time to kill that I think it’d kill me first, here goes my 25 random things about me. I’m not gonna tag anyone but do tag yourself if you want. Oh, and for the record, i did get tag before writing this.  hehe&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I’m bored. haha. ça se voit, non? This is my second week (of five weeks) of holiday and I’m already praying for mercy! Never in my life have I ever thought free time can be this excruciating. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt; I think I’m a good cook. Living in a proper place, haha by that I mean I’ve my own room, kitchen and all, I developed some cooking skills that I know I have. hehe.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m sarcastic.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I love watching TV series. It takes a lot of my time but those &lt;em&gt;shiitakes &lt;/em&gt;are really good.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m easily distracted.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’ve like more than 500 movies in my hard drive, but i rarely watch any of them. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I like dozing off (who doesn’t?) but I hate it when I overslept. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I love travelling, seeing new stuff and discovering new places. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I like to eat good food. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m a finicky eater. oh, and a slow one too. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m now learning to play guitar on my own. but because of #5, I’m not good at it.  &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m not a perfectionist but I like to see things in order. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I do not iron my underwear. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I love my iPod and i want to own a macbook. hehe, hello Apple! &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I can’t seem to get fat, not that I want too. I tried, but the only thing that grows is my belly. dipshiitake! &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I think Pushing Daisies is very cute. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I like cats and dogs. Sometimes I feel like hugging cute dogs while their owners are walking them on the street. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I suck at programming, though it’s just a matter of algorithm but that’s the one thing that sometimes just does not make sense to me. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;‘Whatever’ use to be my motto. hehe&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I can’t wait to get home! I mean home home in Malaysia tanah tumpahnya darahku! &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I want to learn Deutsch. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I like snow but I don’t like cold weather. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I learned to play Bridge but I think I suck at it. It’s a card game by the way. &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I hate pessimism.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m done doing this. &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;La voilà! 25 random things about me. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img title="bored cat" style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" height="280" alt="bored cat" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZGmXlwqJzI/AAAAAAAAACU/YMlOX39vbrQ/bored-cat%5B19%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-1348513871933188172?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/1348513871933188172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=1348513871933188172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/1348513871933188172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/1348513871933188172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things.html' title='25 random things'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/SZGmXlwqJzI/AAAAAAAAACU/YMlOX39vbrQ/s72-c/bored-cat%5B19%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-3318513552426677482</id><published>2007-06-24T22:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T03:01:36.703+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chez moi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>Home, mi amor..</title><content type='html'>Four more days.. four more freaking days before i can eat satay back home in Malaysia!!! wohoooo! Sure as hell i can't wait for that!&lt;br /&gt;My room is a total mess. I haven't sort things out yet cos i don't have boxes to begin with. haha, lame excuse i know.&lt;br /&gt;What  else? Nice is rattling hot! thank god for the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, i'm just too happy even euphoric just thinking bout HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a cool song by Michael Bublé depicting a lil bit of the present ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Michael Bublé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another summer day&lt;br /&gt;Has come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Each one a line or two&lt;br /&gt;“I’m fine baby, how are you?”&lt;br /&gt;Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough&lt;br /&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;Another sunny place&lt;br /&gt;I’m lucky I know&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, I’ve got to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I’m just too far from where you are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life&lt;br /&gt;It’s like I just stepped outside&lt;br /&gt;When everything was going right&lt;br /&gt;And I know just why you could not&lt;br /&gt;Come along with me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this was not your dream&lt;br /&gt;But you always believed in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another winter day has come&lt;br /&gt;And gone away&lt;br /&gt;In even Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let me go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had my run&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I’m done&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;It will all be all right&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="width: 380px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.ultimedia.com/swf/iframe_pub.php?id=5xf83&amp;amp;url_artist=http://www.jukebo.fr/michael-buble.html&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;mdtk=019900&amp;amp;site=.fr" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" hspace="0" vspace="0" frameborder="0" height="320" scrolling="no" width="380"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;font-family:verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;Voir tous les &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jukebo.fr/michael-buble.html?mdtk=019900" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: underline; font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 11px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;" target="_blank"&gt;Clips Michael Bublé&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-3318513552426677482?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/3318513552426677482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=3318513552426677482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/3318513552426677482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/3318513552426677482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2007/06/home-lovely-lovely-word.html' title='Home, mi amor..'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-6683066598018579624</id><published>2007-06-22T12:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:37:44.039+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chez moi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Azure City'/><title type='text'>C'est La Fête!</title><content type='html'>As i said from my last post, I went to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fête de La Musique &lt;/span&gt;in Nice. There wasn't any big difference compared to last year's. Oh, only thing, this year my friends performed somewhere in front of Negresco Hotel at the Promenade des Anglais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/RnugpJj8S7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9PukDVWef2c/s1600-h/IMAGEE%21%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/RnugpJj8S7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9PukDVWef2c/s320/IMAGEE%21%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078829633592118194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;      &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  Hoho! My fwens performing a song. I dunno if they                                  have a name for their band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/RnujFJj8S8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yTpvnmJ4SMo/s1600-h/IMAGYYY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/RnujFJj8S8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yTpvnmJ4SMo/s320/IMAGYYY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078832313651710914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;They were not bad at all singing uncomprehensible lyric but                            catchy nonetheless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/faris/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a aiotarget="false" aiotitle="" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/Rnukjpj8S9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BGt1ttR3lSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/Rnukjpj8S9I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BGt1ttR3lSQ/s320/IMG_0165.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078833937149348818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;                            &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Another rock almost-heavy metal band somewhere in Vieux Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there were lots more. Last night they were lots n lots of ppl in the Vieux Nice. Bands were performing at all corners of the old, minuscule road of Old Nice. I didn't go see em all. We went also to the newly finished Place Massena, supposedly it should be happening n lively coz i believe bands would perform there. but nope, there was only a group of kids doing break dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I almost got squashed while trying to get passed a crazy crowd screaming and wallowing in a gile rock song performed if I'm not mistaken by a band imported from the UK in front of Wayne's Bar in Vieux Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was it..this by no means a detailed account of what really happened there. i'm just to lazy to write everything. haha.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-6683066598018579624?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6683066598018579624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=6683066598018579624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/6683066598018579624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/6683066598018579624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2007/06/cest-la-fte.html' title='C&apos;est La Fête!'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_FSfWUWUR6ec/RnugpJj8S7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/9PukDVWef2c/s72-c/IMAGEE%21%21%21%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-6930693024619616564</id><published>2007-06-21T03:05:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:53:13.389+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chez moi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Azure City'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>When there's nothing else to do, there's always a hundred other things to do..</title><content type='html'>:P&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I remember that I have a blog! ahah. yeah, so since the exams are over and I'm counting my days to go back home, here I am at 3 o'clock in the morning, updating what need not necessarily be updated.&lt;br /&gt;   Anyway, today is 21st June, meaning it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La Fête de La Musique &lt;/span&gt;here in Nice and all over La France. This is where musicians, bands, singers, dancers, drummers, saxophonists, guitarists and all those people who play music and also those who enjoy them get together and have fun.  but it will not be until tonight. The festival also signifies the end of spring and the start of summer! wee~&lt;br /&gt;It'll be held mostly in the centre ville and a lot in Vieux Nice too. It's really cool coz everytime you walk, you'll see the crowd watching bands performing and hear loud musics. The ambience's  really fascinating! hehe, i know la  coz i  went last year.&lt;br /&gt;   Oh, and what makes this year more interesting is that my friends here in Nice, will be performing tonight! haha, how coolness is that! yeah, another reason to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, i'll remember to update this blog again tonight after the event. now, i need my sleep. toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-6930693024619616564?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6930693024619616564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=6930693024619616564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/6930693024619616564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/6930693024619616564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2007/06/rise-from-dark-misty-bloom.html' title='When there&apos;s nothing else to do, there&apos;s always a hundred other things to do..'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-6548645046854318849</id><published>2006-08-29T23:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T02:47:01.059+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>The Worst Analogies Ever Written in a High School Essay</title><content type='html'>They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to dangle from screen doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty Bag filled with vegetable soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and "Jeopardy" comes on at 7 p.m. instead of 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob was as perplexed as a hacker who means to access T:flw.quid55328.com\aaakk/ch@ung but gets T:\flw.quidaaakk/ch@ung by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her date was pleasant enough, but she knew that if her life was a movie this guy would be buried in the credits as something like "Second Tall Man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a Dr Pepper can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-6548645046854318849?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.c4vct.com/kym/humor/analog.htm' title='The Worst Analogies Ever Written in a High School Essay'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/6548645046854318849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=6548645046854318849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/6548645046854318849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/6548645046854318849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2006/08/worst-analogies-ever-written-in-high.html' title='The Worst Analogies Ever Written in a High School Essay'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-8174749214825155782</id><published>2006-08-24T20:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:01:38.998+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>a thought for the day... well, night actually</title><content type='html'>Have you ever miss an oppurtinity, a huge one simply because you're stupid enough not to grab the chance while you can? and you are not audacious enough to go for it and somehow on the brink of doing it (whatever that may be), you started to have doubts, and you question yourself? "what if..?" kinda question. 'what if i fail?', 'what if people laugh at me?', 'what if i die?' well, no that one was a bit exaggerated. but anyway these questions will do no good but harm and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seize the oppurtinity when it's right in front of ya nose. when we don't, who else to be blamed but ourselves. Along the way,  we'll  gonna meet lotsa mr failures and dr misfortunes, but that's ok coz we'll achieve a lot more! sometimes, things we had never imagined possible! there will always be ppl who'll try to imprecate and damn other ppl. the kind of ppl who'll never be happy until they make someone's life miserable., well, f them! haha. stop thinking bout others and start thinking bout urself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: this chicken soup for the bored soul is specially brought to you by blasé moi~ oh, and dunt worry im not sick!&lt;br /&gt;and by the way,  this day in history:  &lt;a href="http://www.infoplease.com/ce6/world/A0850774.html"&gt;Mount Vesuvius&lt;/a&gt; erupted and buried the towns of &lt;a href="http://www.infoplease.com/ce6/sci/A0839633.html"&gt;Pompeii&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.infoplease.com/ce6/sci/A0823456.html"&gt;Herculaneum&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-8174749214825155782?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/8174749214825155782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=8174749214825155782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/8174749214825155782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/8174749214825155782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2006/08/thought-for-day-well-night-actually.html' title='a thought for the day... well, night actually'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-115577049214140796</id><published>2006-08-17T01:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:03:07.368+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>aloha!</title><content type='html'>after sometime googling and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;godek&lt;/span&gt;-ing this blogger thingy i somehow get how this thing works, with the dashboard, templates, html, css and whatnot..&lt;br /&gt;and voilà a newborn template, which i find it kinda cool! haha, though im feeling a lil bit glum rite now cause not only i'm sleepyheaded but thanks to the internet, not forgetting my 3G PcCard, i've spent most of the hours after my dinner doing this! when i know i should be doing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;les devoirs &lt;/span&gt;for they are a lot to do in a night! Syukur takde essay!&lt;br /&gt;Well, immahafta sleep rite now, and rise and shine early (hopefully) and perhaps i'll find the courage to finish up all my homeworks by 11 o'clock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-115577049214140796?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/115577049214140796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=115577049214140796' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115577049214140796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115577049214140796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2006/08/aloha.html' title='aloha!'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-115566948466544479</id><published>2006-08-15T19:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:02:39.931+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Break Bread'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>hari-hari membosankan</title><content type='html'>tik tok tik tok, dah habis pun weekend panjang. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jour  férié&lt;/span&gt; hari ni, Selasa tapi tak tau pun sebab ape.. so isnin pun ikut sama cuti. Empat hari dihabiskan dengan membuat.. entah ar, tak tau ar dh buat ape. nak kate buat bodo, tak, bijak je kat kelas hari2.. pagi ni dihabiskan dengan membuat segala lambak &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;les exercices&lt;/span&gt; yg diberi. Nasib dah siap, standard la student malaysia buat kerja last minit. hehe. *hint**hint*&lt;br /&gt;tulis kat blog ni pun sebab tgh bosan tak tau nak buat pe. dalam hari2 yg membosankan ni nasib baiklah hari2 tu jugak dah makin sejuk. so tandanya summer nak habis. autumn lak akan dtg bulan depan nanti.&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya, sambil tulis ni sambil buat spaghetti. hmm, ntahler spaghetti ape, tapi i'll just call it easy,tasty, meaty spaghetti with tomato sauce. i'll snap a picture and post it here when it's done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/1600/DSC00085.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/400/DSC00085.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/faris/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bon appétit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-115566948466544479?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/115566948466544479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=115566948466544479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115566948466544479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115566948466544479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2006/08/hari-hari-membosankan.html' title='hari-hari membosankan'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-115531496081850080</id><published>2006-08-11T18:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:03:58.374+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>care for some puki?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/1600/puki%20game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/400/puki%20game.jpg" name="graphics1" align="left" border="0" height="297" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;These pukis are really cute but do not be deceived by these little cunning creatures. They bite! haha.&lt;br /&gt;"Puki" may not mean anything to anyone else except to those who live in Malaysia / Singapore or to those who possibly know malay / manglish / singlish.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the bawdy meaning behind it, this Puki is actually fun to play and has some sort of addiction towards it.&lt;br /&gt;and they even have a story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Problems with Pukis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;On a routine mission to Deep Space Station G-7, you pick up a cute, harmless Puki as a   pet. Sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;familiar? Nah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Well, hell yeah! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Following exposure to dangerous Gamma radiation, the Puki began to reproduce rampantly (little wonder about the smile). It also grew a set of sharp teeth and a taste for blood!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouucch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As the sole survivor, you must race through the corridors of your ship, and put the little beasts in their place for good. Or something"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;http://www.gskinner.com/games/puki/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-115531496081850080?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.gskinner.com/games/puki/' title='care for some puki?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/115531496081850080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=115531496081850080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115531496081850080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115531496081850080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2006/08/care-for-some-puki.html' title='care for some puki?'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-115499553149622222</id><published>2006-08-07T20:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:03:38.857+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Azure City'/><title type='text'>The Pirates say 'Aye'</title><content type='html'>Last weekend i watched the sequel  to the first Pirates Of The Caribbean, The Dead Man's Chest. Yeah, somehow France is so decelerated when it comes to Hollywood movies showing in local cinemas. ..worse, some movies (like Scary Movie 4, and 666 or whatever the name for that movie) were only released in french version. Luckily those are the kind of movies which you don't mind watching em on DVD or cilok from someone who downloaded movies illegally..hehe&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, The Dead Man's Chest wasn't so bad nor was it that fascinating. Maybe i said this because i was extremely hungry as i didn't have time to eat anything before watchin it. The film started reaally slow eventhough i missed the first few minutes of the show. and Keira Knightley was invisible for the first hour of the movie! because the plot has her imprisoned by a corrupt provincial governor who bribes her fiance Will Turner (Orlando Bloom) into capturing pirate Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) and his magic compass (it points the way to riches, or something). What we get instead is a snootfull or Bloom, which is great news if you're a 12-year-old girl.&lt;br /&gt;All infusions of humor and spirit come from the dippy pirate Sparrow; Depp plays him with that slurred and comically bad continental accent, it's funny often as not, but absent any kind of narrative propulsion, his digressions and inventions seem like decoration to disguise what looms as an increasingly obvious and unpleasant fact: The movie is going absolutely nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the pirates say... AAAARRRRGGGHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All I want to see is Knightley make out with someone, and that doesn't happen until towards the end of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;At least, the computer generated characters aren't so bad, the Kraken - bunch of mutated human: slimy, marine-like, cartilaginous body. They are suppose to be scary but they look daffy at times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever it is, i'm still gonna watch the third and the last (i think) next year. The Dead Man's Chest is still a fun summer movie to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-115499553149622222?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/115499553149622222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=115499553149622222' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115499553149622222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115499553149622222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2006/08/pirates-say-aye.html' title='The Pirates say &apos;Aye&apos;'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-115471556878480542</id><published>2006-08-04T20:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:04:19.678+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>Vexing sleeping disorder!</title><content type='html'>help me! haih, dah berapa hari dah tido tak betul ni. bangun pukol 11.30 am tido pkol 4 pagi. Kelas plak kol 1pm, kena tunggu bas paling lewat kol 12.30 dan kalau lewat dari tu confirm en retard!&lt;br /&gt;Ini sume sebab 'La Guerre' tiap2 malam. 'La Guerre' tu menatang ape? maksud die 'Perang' dalam BM. tapi takde la perang dunia ketiga kat sini, but technically it's still war as we played conjointly Command and Conquer: Zero Hour guna LAN (Local Area Network). walaupun dok disconnected je, tapi gigih gak main again n again. Oleh dengan itulah tidur ku terganggu dan kalaupun dah habis main awal (2am), tapi sebab before2 this selalu habis kol 3 hingga 4 pagi, jadi tak dapat gak tidur walaupun nak tidur. haha. whatever. i know i have to be more productive comes August, in which i'll be entering IUT next month... and that reminds me i actually have lots to do... waaa, not gonna talk bout it now cause it's really dispiriting. so, i might as well do something 'productive' now rather than typing all these bunks... like watching Bleach for example! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/1600/kitten%20sleeping.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/320/kitten%20sleeping.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/1600/kitten%20sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/1600/kitten%20sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/1600/kitten%20sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/1600/kitten%20sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-115471556878480542?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/115471556878480542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=115471556878480542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115471556878480542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115471556878480542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2006/08/vexing-sleeping-disorder.html' title='Vexing sleeping disorder!'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-115446434787835813</id><published>2006-08-01T22:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:04:54.894+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newsworthiness'/><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>While I was browsing, i found out some really cool facts concerning Abraham Lincoln and John F. Kennedy. Well, yeah they were both American President the year I don't even know where I was. We all know they were both assassinated, but read this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/1600/monroe.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1439/3479/400/monroe.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-115446434787835813?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/115446434787835813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=115446434787835813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115446434787835813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115446434787835813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2006/08/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31916622.post-115430856259519666</id><published>2006-07-31T03:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:04:30.564+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piffle'/><title type='text'>Bonjour et Bonne Nuit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Since, its 3.07 am and the fact that i have a class tomorrow, so it's best for me to log out and sleep, and yes this will be the first crappy-nonsensical-waste-of-time post. adieu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31916622-115430856259519666?l=wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/feeds/115430856259519666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31916622&amp;postID=115430856259519666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115430856259519666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31916622/posts/default/115430856259519666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellgravenhaven.blogspot.com/2006/07/bonjour-et-bonne-nuit.html' title='Bonjour et Bonne Nuit!'/><author><name>Faris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02110538998069965106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
