<?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-332123314154666111</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:49:08.788-07:00</updated><category term='All About Sex'/><category term='The bitch has moved.'/><category term='Trippin&apos;'/><category term='So Old'/><category term='dealing with it'/><category term='The Debate Club'/><category term='Cruella DeVulgar'/><category term='everyday'/><category term='I Loike.I Want.'/><category term='Ink'/><category term='Occupational Hazards'/><category term='dealing with it.'/><category term='rants and such'/><category term='Lusty Me'/><category term='what&apos;s a label?'/><category term='Food for Thought'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='crapology 101'/><title type='text'>Sunny Side Up</title><subtitle type='html'>got crap?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4558717998743425739</id><published>2009-11-15T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T03:46:52.725-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The bitch has moved.'/><title type='text'>Let's Move On...shall we?</title><content type='html'>Dear readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to inform you that...Stephanie Morris has moved, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No big changes, I'll still be posting the same crap I've been posting all this while. I've just changed the address and the blog title. Felt like I needed to grow up or some shit like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, no more new posts here but I'll be moving &lt;a href="http://lifeloveandsin.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. So come join me and warm up my new home, yah? Btw, I am so very the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malas&lt;/span&gt; to import and export my posts so I'll probably start from scratch. That's what moving on is all about, right? I won't be deleting this old beauty so you can still read my old posts if you fancy some of them (I know I do, teehee).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love you guys from the bottom of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-4558717998743425739?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4558717998743425739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4558717998743425739' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4558717998743425739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4558717998743425739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-move-onshall-we.html' title='Let&apos;s Move On...shall we?'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4902106076477073007</id><published>2009-11-13T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:41:09.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ink'/><title type='text'>A Rose by any other name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sv2L9E991RI/AAAAAAAAAPo/sbFFX1-w1jQ/s1600-h/Image1025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sv2L9E991RI/AAAAAAAAAPo/sbFFX1-w1jQ/s320/Image1025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403629009336390930" 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/332123314154666111-4902106076477073007?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4902106076477073007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4902106076477073007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4902106076477073007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4902106076477073007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/11/rose-by-any-other-name.html' title='A Rose by any other name...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sv2L9E991RI/AAAAAAAAAPo/sbFFX1-w1jQ/s72-c/Image1025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5651505920586873784</id><published>2009-11-12T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T07:33:10.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>(Re)Educate Yourself.</title><content type='html'>I wonder what is it that makes teachers so jaded after 20 years of teaching. I really really wonder what turns them into these (really wrinkly and ugly) monsters. Seriously. I mean, if I am to be a teacher some day, I need to be aware of this "virus" or "disease" that infects bright, optimistic teachers who, 20 years ago, had the dream of educating the youth of the world. To make a difference, to mold young minds, to love and be loved by the millions of hearts that they have touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns them into Mrs. Tingle? Where do they get off telling us, the people they were 20 years ago, that they have "experience" therefore they can look down on us? Therefore, you're right? Therefore, you're great? Puh-lease. My 10-year old sister has better manners than you do. And that's just sad. It is because of YOU that students find it hard to learn and to appreciate knowledge. Seriously. Go home and wiki "common sense". It wouldn't kill you to have some of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, I'm not talking about my lecturers. I have GREAT lecturers. These so-called educators will never be the kind of people my lecturers are. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear God, I hope, I pray that I don't become one of these monsters one day. Even if I do, I WANT my students to tell me that I'm a monster. I WANT them to tell me if I get mean beyond reason and put them down. I WANT my students to keep me grounded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5651505920586873784?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5651505920586873784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5651505920586873784' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5651505920586873784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5651505920586873784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/11/reeducate-yourself.html' title='(Re)Educate Yourself.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-6958414489563497805</id><published>2009-11-08T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T13:34:13.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Gelak Pagi-pagi Buta...</title><content type='html'>Was talking to Kak D before we fell asleep, and somehow we started talking about insects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD  : Kura-kura pun tanye pada semut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F  : ...kenape kaki kau ade 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD  : eh, semut kaki 6 ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F  : ha la, kan insect kaki ade 6..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD  : bukan 8 ke? tgn 2, kaki 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F  : &amp;amp;^$@#$%^&amp;amp;* (burst out laughing) TANGAN DUA??? mana dtg??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD  : habis tu spider?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F  : spider bukan insect, kaki dia 8...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KD  : k, Aafin, tido dah pukul 5.....ZzzZZzzzZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cilaka punya perempuan, dah buat lawak, pegi tido plak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn you woman! LOL!! LMAO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-6958414489563497805?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6958414489563497805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=6958414489563497805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6958414489563497805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6958414489563497805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/11/gelak-pagi-pagi-buta.html' title='Gelak Pagi-pagi Buta...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2651285787015407760</id><published>2009-11-04T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T06:52:17.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Loike.I Want.'/><title type='text'>Très très passionné...oyh!</title><content type='html'>Carrie : Well, honey, what have you been eating?&lt;br /&gt;Samantha : Everything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; Dante's dick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvGSjib8a6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/g-8YHj_1WmA/s1600-h/marini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvGSjib8a6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/g-8YHj_1WmA/s320/marini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400258567431023522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen, sistah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilles Marini has the hottest bod ev-errr...and did you catch that glimpse of his package during that monumental shower scene in the Sex and the City movie? Triple Oyh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvGSjY8zLII/AAAAAAAAAO4/5P1PtWGoPYg/s1600-h/GillesMarini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvGSjY8zLII/AAAAAAAAAO4/5P1PtWGoPYg/s320/GillesMarini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400258564884475010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also has a wife, and two children...figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be that as it may, hawtness is still hawtness! S.M loves him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2651285787015407760?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2651285787015407760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2651285787015407760' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2651285787015407760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2651285787015407760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/11/tres-tres-passionneoyh.html' title='Très très passionné...oyh!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvGSjib8a6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/g-8YHj_1WmA/s72-c/marini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7123676371253634415</id><published>2009-11-03T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T22:49:23.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Loike.I Want.'/><title type='text'>The Woman Behind the Music.</title><content type='html'>That's right, WOMAN. I swear, I'm in Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've watched MJ's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Is It&lt;/span&gt;, you've probably seen her kill on the guitar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvB_o0dWFVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gQG5mGWuX60/s1600-h/orianthi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvB_o0dWFVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gQG5mGWuX60/s320/orianthi2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399956292470445394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5VFgvknXZ8c"&gt;Orianthi Panagaris&lt;/a&gt;, and she is the Goddess of Guitar. ( I just made that up, has a ring to it, don't you think?) Check her out! She's amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvB_oqK2kzI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VHOOmzVHYdc/s1600-h/orianthi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvB_oqK2kzI/AAAAAAAAAOo/VHOOmzVHYdc/s320/orianthi.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399956289708528434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and she sings too! If you can recall, she sang "We are the World" at MJ's memorial, along with the backup singers from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Is It&lt;/span&gt; tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love.Love.Love!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7123676371253634415?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7123676371253634415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7123676371253634415' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7123676371253634415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7123676371253634415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/11/woman-behind-music.html' title='The Woman Behind the Music.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SvB_o0dWFVI/AAAAAAAAAOw/gQG5mGWuX60/s72-c/orianthi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4590643804087131527</id><published>2009-10-31T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:58:05.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Sex'/><title type='text'>Spice Up the Love, Ladies!</title><content type='html'>Hey..been a while since I posted. Yeah, been busy with all those things you call "assignments" and "finals". I sometimes wonder why they even exist. I swear, education is ruining me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, was talking to an old friend the other day and as usual, we started plunging into the deep end of girl talks. She started telling me stories of her sex life and how it was going down the drain. She said "I think the love's gone". So, I sat and listened as she went on and on. I think I almost shed a tear, honestly. Not because they might not love each other anymore, but because she let the sex go sour. Ladies, you NEVER ever ever let the sex go sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are boneheads when it comes to emotions and feelings during sex, so it is ultimately up to you to keep it hot and sexy! Here's a thing or two you can do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be Spontaneous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how it is, you're in a relationship for a few years and suddenly everything is a routine. Movies on Friday nights, dinner dates every Monday and Wednesday and the routine love-making every Saturday and Sunday nights. BOH-RING!!&lt;br /&gt;Come on people, where's the excitement? Try this...the next time you're both at home, watching a movie or something. Quietly slip into something uber sexy underneath, couple it with a pair of hooker heels, spritz on some of your irresistible perfume and call him into the bedroom. Yes, a bit of planning is required..but he doesn't need to know that. I find that telling him there's an emergency works wonders. Wait till he finds out that the emergency is his super hawt woman sitting on the bed waiting for him. It'll knock his socks off! amongst other things. Other than that, don't limit yourself to sex at night only, have it in the morning when you've both just got up, have it in the afternoon, at 4am in the morning, wake him up from sleep. The list can go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delay.Delay.Delay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delay as in, delay the sex for as long as possible. Spend more time on foreplay. If he can't find it in his thick skull that foreplay is awesome, then you make bloody well sure that he wants to. Kissing, touching, caressing, fondling, oral..the works! This is probably a good time to start semi-dirty talking. Tell him what makes you feel good and what you want/need him to do. Men always feel better when you say you need something, as opposed to wanting something. Remember! It's not just about you, he's in this as well. Ask him what he needs you to do. Ask him if it feels good, ask him if he wants more. Here's a good tip; put on some soothing, sexy music. Continue your foreplay for at least 3 songs, so you'll know you've have at least 15 good minutes of building all that sexual tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the difference between making love and having sex? EVERYTHING! Do not let your man get used to having sex for a few minutes until he ejaculates and then it's all over, leaving you with that empty feeling. Train him, that's right, train him to make love. Go slowly but surely. Build it up so that the both of you can orgasm. Mix and match positions so that it does not become routine and boring. Be adventurous. Missionary is all fine and good but let's not colour within the lines so often. Do it doggy-style, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl etc etc etc. There are so many things you can do in the bedroom and you don't need a manual for it. Explore your surroundings and just go for it. Got a bed post? Tie him up! Got a couch in your room? Go do it there! Go make love in the bathtub/ jacuzzi/ swimming pool! Stand up, sit down, have him lift you up. Ladies, you've got all the tools, you don't need someone telling you how to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SuwJ1zagKRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XfldiHO3ols/s1600-h/couple.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SuwJ1zagKRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XfldiHO3ols/s320/couple.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398700873249466642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never tell yourself that it's wrong to talk about sex, especially with your man. Your happiness depends on it. If he doesn't satisfy you, you have the right to tell him. If he says he doesn't care, then he's not the man for you. You, yourself should ask him if he is satisfied in bed. Don't claim that you're the only one doing all the work. He might not be enjoying the sex as well. So you see, talk about it. Don't be shy. Don't tell me you can strip naked and have sex with someone but not have the guts to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies, those were just some things you can do to spice it up! Remember, if you're not happy with the sex, take the bull by its horns and deal wit it! Be creative, be wild, be different. We're women, God gave us all the tools, we just need to use them!&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I talking about this? Because you're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe sex always!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-4590643804087131527?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4590643804087131527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4590643804087131527' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4590643804087131527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4590643804087131527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/10/spice-it-up.html' title='Spice Up the Love, Ladies!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SuwJ1zagKRI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XfldiHO3ols/s72-c/couple.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2744791472741324423</id><published>2009-10-17T22:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T23:03:55.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Picks and Strings.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why I haven't blogged about this yet, well...better late than never, I always say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for a few months now, I've been teaching myself how to play the guitar. I started with the four basic chords-- G, C, Em and D. (Yes, I DO know more than 4 chords now) And I must say, I'm not that bad!! *YAY!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, I just started  strumming to songs I liked and songs I'd heard on the radio. Now, I can  play around 8-10 songs properly (from start to finish) and other songs I just jumble through...haha. Now, I'm teaching myself how to pluck the chords. Currently, Muse's Unintended is my best bet. I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just proves that if you wanna do something, and you put your mind to it, you don't need teachers or instructors whom you pay 200 bucks per session just so he/she can annoy you. Just a few Youtube videos and sheer will power, you'll be grand! And I'm definitely not just talking about the guitar. Do whatever you want-- knit, cook, garden, arts and crafts...go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be strumming away if you need me, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2744791472741324423?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2744791472741324423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2744791472741324423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2744791472741324423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2744791472741324423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/10/picks-and-strings.html' title='Picks and Strings.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1381981532365946806</id><published>2009-10-17T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T11:39:32.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Loike.I Want.'/><title type='text'>Because You ARE Chuck Bass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/StoNe1ljjoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Nwj_FjpuawI/s1600-h/my+chuck.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 372px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/StoNe1ljjoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Nwj_FjpuawI/s320/my+chuck.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393638327161425538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'm sayin' is...&lt;br /&gt;Robert fucking Pattinson can go die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1381981532365946806?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1381981532365946806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1381981532365946806' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1381981532365946806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1381981532365946806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/10/because-you-are-chuck-bass.html' title='Because You ARE Chuck Bass.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/StoNe1ljjoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Nwj_FjpuawI/s72-c/my+chuck.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4698523066331086234</id><published>2009-10-16T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:09:05.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So Old'/><title type='text'>Happy Happy Birthday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16.10.2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/StiafvHGSKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/i-pXFLzNGds/s1600-h/100_4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/StiafvHGSKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/i-pXFLzNGds/s320/100_4138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393230423789029538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Oy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/332123314154666111-4698523066331086234?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4698523066331086234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4698523066331086234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4698523066331086234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4698523066331086234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Happy Birthday!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/StiafvHGSKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/i-pXFLzNGds/s72-c/100_4138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1606134564445510225</id><published>2009-10-11T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:47:30.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dealing with it'/><title type='text'>Yet another...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/StIKs90uP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Wi7_hzyGt7M/s1600-h/stephen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 337px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/StIKs90uP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Wi7_hzyGt7M/s320/stephen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391383471542124530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;R.I.P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Stephen Gately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;March 17, 1976 - October 11, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You were the reason I watched all those Boyzone videos when I was a little girl...seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/332123314154666111-1606134564445510225?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1606134564445510225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1606134564445510225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1606134564445510225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1606134564445510225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/10/yet-another.html' title='Yet another...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/StIKs90uP_I/AAAAAAAAAOA/Wi7_hzyGt7M/s72-c/stephen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2027522779205218780</id><published>2009-10-04T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T06:29:50.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Debate Club'/><title type='text'>Victory!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SsigsukhH2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/eUv33e2ey7M/s1600-h/Image931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SsigsukhH2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/eUv33e2ey7M/s320/Image931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388733644424683362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jehan, Addy, Aiman....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making it worth while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of you guys....I'm so proud of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2027522779205218780?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2027522779205218780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2027522779205218780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2027522779205218780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2027522779205218780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/10/victory.html' title='Victory!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SsigsukhH2I/AAAAAAAAAN4/eUv33e2ey7M/s72-c/Image931.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-370926385419383402</id><published>2009-10-04T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T06:12:07.779-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occupational Hazards'/><title type='text'>Mind Your Spelling 05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SsieYyCSqPI/AAAAAAAAANw/byFQhA_kFY0/s1600-h/Image925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SsieYyCSqPI/AAAAAAAAANw/byFQhA_kFY0/s320/Image925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388731102734231794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dunno about you guys, but an image of Arnie Schwarzenegger immediately popped into my head... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-370926385419383402?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/370926385419383402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=370926385419383402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/370926385419383402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/370926385419383402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/10/mind-your-spelling-05.html' title='Mind Your Spelling 05'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SsieYyCSqPI/AAAAAAAAANw/byFQhA_kFY0/s72-c/Image925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8092171922946026007</id><published>2009-09-26T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:46:55.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dealing with it'/><title type='text'>Get A Life? Not Just Yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sr8J7vGUCoI/AAAAAAAAANo/srgFFA-nSk8/s1600-h/no+more.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sr8J7vGUCoI/AAAAAAAAANo/srgFFA-nSk8/s320/no+more.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386034601218280066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;I don't know how to be friends with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8092171922946026007?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8092171922946026007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8092171922946026007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8092171922946026007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8092171922946026007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/09/get-life-not-just-yet.html' title='Get A Life? Not Just Yet.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sr8J7vGUCoI/AAAAAAAAANo/srgFFA-nSk8/s72-c/no+more.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8564814821960522011</id><published>2009-09-20T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:49:52.178-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Salam Aidilfitri.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Selamat Hari Raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Maaf Zahir dan Batin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ramadhan went by us pretty quickly, didn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun. Eat lots of nonsense. Drink all the insanely sweet drinks you may so desire. Collect your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duit raya. &lt;/span&gt;Hug and smooch your loved ones. Have never-ending conversations in which you can't help but nod your head politely and agree to everything that other person says..Oh joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy, folks!&lt;br /&gt;With lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8564814821960522011?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8564814821960522011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8564814821960522011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8564814821960522011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8564814821960522011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/09/salam-aidilfitri.html' title='Salam Aidilfitri.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-3201295608302610754</id><published>2009-09-13T05:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T05:51:14.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food For Thought 12</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqzqbHfv1oI/AAAAAAAAANg/DABz93gh630/s1600-h/jencolbie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqzqbHfv1oI/AAAAAAAAANg/DABz93gh630/s320/jencolbie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380933406390474370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing double?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, who's who??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-3201295608302610754?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3201295608302610754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=3201295608302610754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3201295608302610754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3201295608302610754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/09/food-for-thought-12.html' title='Food For Thought 12'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqzqbHfv1oI/AAAAAAAAANg/DABz93gh630/s72-c/jencolbie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8792470450932442312</id><published>2009-09-10T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T05:17:40.354-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Inside Joke.</title><content type='html'>Remember when your mom used to shove ridiculous things in your mouth, and then said it was good for you but then it tasted like a dead cockroach's arse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for me it was tofu...or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tahu" &lt;/span&gt;in Malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqjsFUV5DRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SWeyzqquhE0/s1600-h/tofu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqjsFUV5DRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SWeyzqquhE0/s320/tofu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379809330998086930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The Devil &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, just to make your mom happy, and to see that smile on her face, u try to eat it, you try to digest it (eventhough it makes you want to vomit blood out of your eyes, you still wanna try)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying...&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying like a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqjsLSzU-NI/AAAAAAAAANY/EGQgdXq2OG4/s1600-h/tofu_final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqjsLSzU-NI/AAAAAAAAANY/EGQgdXq2OG4/s320/tofu_final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379809433663895762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Seriously, nothing good comes out of loving Tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, you start to realise, the more you see something you hate, the more you hate it....ugghh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh....glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope you're laughing, bitches!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S.M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8792470450932442312?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8792470450932442312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8792470450932442312' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8792470450932442312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8792470450932442312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/09/inside-joke.html' title='Inside Joke.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqjsFUV5DRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SWeyzqquhE0/s72-c/tofu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2554909451555819918</id><published>2009-09-08T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:28:17.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>A Lot Like Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqYHUnq9EVI/AAAAAAAAANI/-oTQ7AJDFDw/s1600-h/xf9raf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqYHUnq9EVI/AAAAAAAAANI/-oTQ7AJDFDw/s320/xf9raf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378994855768559954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Darcy...&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gotcha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2554909451555819918?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2554909451555819918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2554909451555819918' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2554909451555819918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2554909451555819918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/09/lot-like-love.html' title='A Lot Like Love.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SqYHUnq9EVI/AAAAAAAAANI/-oTQ7AJDFDw/s72-c/xf9raf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-6493389480992600792</id><published>2009-09-02T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:13:01.614-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occupational Hazards'/><title type='text'>Mind Your Spelling 04</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sp9ePT6X3XI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zXdzB5Ql39M/s1600-h/wrongspelling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sp9ePT6X3XI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zXdzB5Ql39M/s320/wrongspelling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377120097239817586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-6493389480992600792?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6493389480992600792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=6493389480992600792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6493389480992600792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6493389480992600792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/09/mind-your-spelling-04.html' title='Mind Your Spelling 04'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sp9ePT6X3XI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zXdzB5Ql39M/s72-c/wrongspelling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7736433309727218473</id><published>2009-08-28T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:16:09.221-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everyday'/><title type='text'>Ramadhan Al-Mubarak.</title><content type='html'>A young Muslim man was caught smoking (by his colleague) in the middle of the afternoon, during Ramadhan. His friend gently reminded him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dude, if you're gonna smoke in the middle of the day during puasa, at least do it in the toilet, man. Malu nanti orang nampak! Kalau kene ngan Jabatan Agama, lagi teruk doh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this, he calmly replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you can guarantee me that God can't see me smoke in the toilet, then I'll do it. Allah nampak, tak malu plak?? and shame on you for fearing the Jabatan Agama, who are they anyways?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Tell those who believe to forgive those who do not look forward to the Days of God. It is for Him to recompense each people according to what they have earned”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; –&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Surah 45 verse 14 of the Holy Qur’an.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“You shall invite to the path of God with wisdom and compassionate enlightenment, and debate with them in the best possible manner. Your Lord knows best who is deviating from His path, and He knows best who are guided.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Surah 16 verse 125 of the Holy Qur’an.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still feel like judging? Go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Muslims, I bid you Good Luck in completing the obligations of this sacred month. May Allah bless you and reward you for your right-doings.Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy Ramadhan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;S.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7736433309727218473?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7736433309727218473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7736433309727218473' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7736433309727218473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7736433309727218473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/08/ramadhan-al-mubarak.html' title='Ramadhan Al-Mubarak.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7330642750637362003</id><published>2009-08-22T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:39:42.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>I'm right and You know it!</title><content type='html'>Today, I'm going to question the practicality of a wedding ring. What is it good for anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To announce to the world that you're married? That you're someone's husband/wife?&lt;br /&gt;2. To showcase your wealth in the form of a piece of metal wrapped around your finger?&lt;br /&gt;3. Make it oh-so-romantic by engraving your names and sweet little messages on the inside of the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people (our ancestors) who came up with the idea of wedding rings seemed to have ignored the fact that this particular item has one HUGE flaw. It can be taken off anytime, anywhere and put back on a minute later. So who's to make sure that your husband or wife doesn't take off his/her wedding ring, like, EVER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;brand married people, yeah, as in cow branding. Think about it, with huge brands on their asses, this would certainly make your spouses think twice about cheating on you. It's a cheaper, full-proof alternative to a wedding ring! So, instead of getting a wedding ring on your finger the day you get married, you get a brand on your butt, permanently categorizing you as a married man/woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SpDe_ID41-I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JM3itjLiwsI/s1600-h/wedding+ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SpDe_ID41-I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JM3itjLiwsI/s320/wedding+ring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373039531529918434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;VERSUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SpDe63tS0tI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XKtUMnpcN0M/s1600-h/branding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SpDe63tS0tI/AAAAAAAAAMI/XKtUMnpcN0M/s320/branding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373039458420708050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds are forever, you say? I say, a big fat brand on your ass is forever-er!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That'll make it permanent, just like a marriage should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Branding means to stamp a logo on any part of your body using a blazing hot iron, so it burns the skin and the mark is permanent, almost like a tattoo, but it fucking hurts.&lt;/span&gt; (Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KxnP4911raw"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see for yourself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Disclaimer: If you, in any way find this entry tempting, then you must not have that much faith in your spouse, or your relationship/marriage. GOTCHA! haha. I know, I'm such a bitch!&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/332123314154666111-7330642750637362003?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7330642750637362003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7330642750637362003' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7330642750637362003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7330642750637362003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-right-and-you-know-it.html' title='I&apos;m right and You know it!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SpDe_ID41-I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JM3itjLiwsI/s72-c/wedding+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-412440359138852291</id><published>2009-08-22T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T10:52:35.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Loike.I Want.'/><title type='text'>Mummy... I want!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SpAvkvdLKhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tW4PYtv2pCI/s1600-h/jack_white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 388px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SpAvkvdLKhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tW4PYtv2pCI/s320/jack_white.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372846663713630738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, latest, current obsession...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JACK WHITE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at those hands, and that chest...and the whole junkie thing he's got going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT ask me why...i just vant him. Hamana, hamana, hamana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-412440359138852291?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/412440359138852291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=412440359138852291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/412440359138852291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/412440359138852291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/08/mummy-i-want.html' title='Mummy... I want!!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SpAvkvdLKhI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tW4PYtv2pCI/s72-c/jack_white.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5423203394292180097</id><published>2009-08-18T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T06:06:49.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Loike.I Want.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Coz we Rawk like that!!</title><content type='html'>A random day in class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a sec...I must be mental...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no random days in this class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6X_FfJ0YI/AAAAAAAAALw/DluTdAnMVeY/s1600-h/Image822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6X_FfJ0YI/AAAAAAAAALw/DluTdAnMVeY/s320/Image822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372398515559977346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yati and Ida looking hawt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6X3JTVIuI/AAAAAAAAALo/52QcD2r9QEQ/s1600-h/Image816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6X3JTVIuI/AAAAAAAAALo/52QcD2r9QEQ/s320/Image816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372398379145175778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girls...&lt;br /&gt;Linda, Aween and fabulous Ridhwan&lt;br /&gt;(yes, the pout comes naturally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6XvTbzu-I/AAAAAAAAALg/X6-CEsArY8A/s1600-h/Image819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6XvTbzu-I/AAAAAAAAALg/X6-CEsArY8A/s320/Image819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372398244426136546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(clockwise, yah? Or just guess) Syu, Razze, Jooa, Bedd, Farril,&lt;br /&gt;Feeza, Ariff and Alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6Xfzb2hCI/AAAAAAAAALY/OkZcaj7XbVo/s1600-h/Image815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6Xfzb2hCI/AAAAAAAAALY/OkZcaj7XbVo/s320/Image815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372397978138346530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ever adorable and fab Kiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6WjxlgHVI/AAAAAAAAALI/faBX0ybYuog/s1600-h/Image814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6WjxlgHVI/AAAAAAAAALI/faBX0ybYuog/s320/Image814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372396946849799506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak and Fatang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6WFWS3zuI/AAAAAAAAALA/61n1bhme3FI/s1600-h/Image813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6WFWS3zuI/AAAAAAAAALA/61n1bhme3FI/s320/Image813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372396424127827682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pami, and Ariff...&lt;br /&gt;doing all sorts of things with his mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SoqC9W_nFOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RZwlDi5JwCE/s1600-h/Image812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SoqC9W_nFOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RZwlDi5JwCE/s320/Image812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371249496248751330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pami's so rich, he's cooling off using a wad of $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6brP23P0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/jT9SWW-9vLk/s1600-h/Image298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6brP23P0I/AAAAAAAAAL4/jT9SWW-9vLk/s320/Image298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372402572792905538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alief and Pali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SoqCHqN50sI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LjRKPZPLvHU/s1600-h/Image817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SoqCHqN50sI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LjRKPZPLvHU/s320/Image817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371248573696037570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that's Moi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SoqBJ3oaQLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MxqSCCmJ410/s1600-h/Image818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SoqBJ3oaQLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/MxqSCCmJ410/s320/Image818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371247512144986290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop denying it, you know we Rawk like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oops, there are a few people missing from the pics...Hafeez, Toni, Jue....nanti i tangkap your pics k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We've been together for a little less than 4 years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some marriages don't even last this long....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Yes, I love them!&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/332123314154666111-5423203394292180097?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5423203394292180097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5423203394292180097' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5423203394292180097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5423203394292180097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/08/coz-we-rawk-like-that.html' title='Coz we Rawk like that!!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/So6X_FfJ0YI/AAAAAAAAALw/DluTdAnMVeY/s72-c/Image822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4037734803070795223</id><published>2009-08-11T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T04:31:15.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 11</title><content type='html'>After &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CENTURIES&lt;/span&gt; of men looking at my tits instead of my eyes, and pinching my ass instead of shaking my hand, I now have the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DIVINE&lt;/span&gt; right to stare at a man's backside with cheap, vulgar appreciation if I want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SoFWHhuSwkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jgHTFIMeqf0/s1600-h/2139333823_a890607786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SoFWHhuSwkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jgHTFIMeqf0/s320/2139333823_a890607786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368666918113952322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yeah, baby...you can serve coffee on that ass!&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/332123314154666111-4037734803070795223?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4037734803070795223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4037734803070795223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4037734803070795223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4037734803070795223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/08/food-for-thought-11.html' title='Food for Thought 11'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SoFWHhuSwkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/jgHTFIMeqf0/s72-c/2139333823_a890607786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4886387659050726780</id><published>2009-08-09T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T04:06:39.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Channeling Joan Jett.</title><content type='html'>Got my first haircut in Melaka...after 4 years of being here...haha&lt;br /&gt;(NO, this is not the first time i'm cutting my hair in 4 years, it's just the first time I've done in Melaka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...how's my rockstar look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn6sXgw5JBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/W2iCkim2KF0/s1600-h/Picture0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn6sXgw5JBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/W2iCkim2KF0/s320/Picture0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367917325804184594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn6sQEaXZ3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FnmG3DnA1z4/s1600-h/Picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn6sQEaXZ3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/FnmG3DnA1z4/s320/Picture0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367917197934421874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn6sI4KHmcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CCJjlwR7P78/s1600-h/Picture0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn6sI4KHmcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/CCJjlwR7P78/s320/Picture0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367917074385967554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He cut my fringe a bit too short for my liking, sbb my front hair tends to go all curly wurly if it's short...but mcm okay plak...so i love it..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-4886387659050726780?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4886387659050726780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4886387659050726780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4886387659050726780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4886387659050726780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/08/channeling-joan-jett.html' title='Channeling Joan Jett.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn6sXgw5JBI/AAAAAAAAAKY/W2iCkim2KF0/s72-c/Picture0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8187967360956287173</id><published>2009-08-07T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:39:27.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Everything's so Blurry.</title><content type='html'>It's getting scary-er here in Melaka....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The number of deaths thanks to the piggie flu = A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Most of the people i know either have a fever, a flu, coughing their lungs out, or a combo of all three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There's a haze in Bandar Melaka and it looks like a horror movie. Plus, its hard to breath when you're out in the open. Not.Good. Yesterday, when I walked out of campus, it felt so stuffy and uncomfortable...and hot as hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn0NsfhXY2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/YneVx5Sp-gg/s1600-h/Image802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn0NsfhXY2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/YneVx5Sp-gg/s320/Image802.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367461388922348386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn0NjYALOCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y5m_zcHY0mw/s1600-h/Image801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn0NjYALOCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Y5m_zcHY0mw/s320/Image801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367461232285268002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pollution is such a blast, ain't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8187967360956287173?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8187967360956287173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8187967360956287173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8187967360956287173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8187967360956287173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/08/everythings-so-blurry.html' title='Everything&apos;s so Blurry.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sn0NsfhXY2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/YneVx5Sp-gg/s72-c/Image802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8157757483480208008</id><published>2009-07-29T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:54:53.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 10</title><content type='html'>This is for my ladies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wondered why is it that jerks become jerks &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; the fact that you've fallen head over heels, hopelessly, undeniably in love with that jerk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it not show from the start??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8157757483480208008?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8157757483480208008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8157757483480208008' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8157757483480208008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8157757483480208008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/food-for-thought-10.html' title='Food for Thought 10'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-228876225281029216</id><published>2009-07-29T01:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:26:27.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Driving me Nuts!!</title><content type='html'>Currently, I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cellphone i.e. calls and txts&lt;br /&gt;a Facebook account&lt;br /&gt;a Friendster account&lt;br /&gt;a Myspace account&lt;br /&gt;a blog&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo! Messenger&lt;br /&gt;MSN Messenger&lt;br /&gt;Twitter&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;a gazillion e-mail accounts (thanks to a certain someone), 2 of which I check on, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today, I asked my friend..."why the hell haven't you called in such a long time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said..."Why the hell haven't you replied any of my e-mails and Friendster messages?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, now I'm in a dilemma, did I lose contact with him or did he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the days of just having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; phone and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; e-mail for people to contact you..&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you, technology is driving me NUTsssooooO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till I get a Blackberry or a Sidekick...then we can all just forget about calling or texting each other because I wouldn't know where to begin...we'll just have to meet whenever we do..&lt;br /&gt;Hey! that's like going back to the days when we didn't have technology, yeah, I'll just catch ya when I catch ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doinks*!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-228876225281029216?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/228876225281029216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=228876225281029216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/228876225281029216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/228876225281029216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/driving-me-nuts.html' title='Driving me Nuts!!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-6229486466508547497</id><published>2009-07-28T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T04:29:20.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>What gives you the right?</title><content type='html'>Silently creeping back into my life without a word of apology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think you're smart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think you're safe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think it's over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, your brain needs to reboot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not forgotten and I never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Go tie a noose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S.M&lt;/span&gt;&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/332123314154666111-6229486466508547497?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6229486466508547497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=6229486466508547497' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6229486466508547497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6229486466508547497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-gives-you-right.html' title='What gives you the right?'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-136375188037499225</id><published>2009-07-26T05:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T05:48:12.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dealing with it'/><title type='text'>Speechless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SmxQflOwTYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/RYT9cgCuf1U/s1600-h/yasmin+ahmad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SmxQflOwTYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/RYT9cgCuf1U/s320/yasmin+ahmad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362749759791582594" 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/332123314154666111-136375188037499225?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/136375188037499225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=136375188037499225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/136375188037499225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/136375188037499225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/speechless_26.html' title='Speechless.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SmxQflOwTYI/AAAAAAAAAJw/RYT9cgCuf1U/s72-c/yasmin+ahmad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1720555485345653102</id><published>2009-07-25T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:36:16.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Doinks.</title><content type='html'>Well, we're getting a week's holidays and "they're" calling it "mid-semester break". We all know it's because of the damn flu. So much for not wanting to close down, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW what am i supposed to do for a week????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need like tons of money right now...so I can go for a vacay. A week's worth of lepaking in Paris sounds nice, eh? okay, I'm gonna go daydream now..toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1720555485345653102?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1720555485345653102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1720555485345653102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1720555485345653102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1720555485345653102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/doinks.html' title='Doinks.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-6712634693017250035</id><published>2009-07-19T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:49:40.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Touchy subject? Boo you!</title><content type='html'>This post is a reponse to Juliette Alei's post, "&lt;a href="http://iamthesectionofyourmagazine.blogspot.com/2009/07/questions-that-you-will-question.html"&gt;questions that you will question yourself&lt;/a&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliette's my friend and if you've read the post, i hope you agree with me in saying, she has a great point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Religion is something written in concrete, for those who believe to obey and most of all, respect. In my opinion, it is something you have to learn, appreciate and understand before you start telling people what they should and should not do. Hello, your NOT God. Come to think of it, religion is a fairly easy subject to handle, it is in black and white and there are almost zero grey areas. But we, human beings, we make religion a complex thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my friend admitted, I will do so too, I am not a staunch Muslim and I do have a lot of questions that I too, ask myself. Having questions is all fine and stuff, we're only human, and it is normal for us to question things. But as I've mentioned before, there are always answers and Allah has put them all around us. We just have to look for it. This is where faith comes in. I do have faith in Him and I do believe that He is judging us in everything that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not matter which religion you believe in, or which God you pray to everyday, what's important is that you don't take things as they are, you still question and you still wonder. Why do some things exist and why do others not? However, just because you don't have such a stronghold on religion, it does not mean that your opinion does not count. You don't have to wear a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tudung labuh &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kopiah&lt;/span&gt; to actually know what to say about religion. I'm not saying that anyone and everyone has a valid opinion. But I do have enough faith in my brothers and sisters to know that we know what is right and wrong. Based on what we have learnt about our Religion. and that is my professional opinion, yo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: Aimi, i wanted to leave a comment on your page. But as you can see, a comment this long would be absurd.&lt;/span&gt;&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/332123314154666111-6712634693017250035?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6712634693017250035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=6712634693017250035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6712634693017250035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6712634693017250035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/touchy-subject-boo-you.html' title='Touchy subject? Boo you!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2009866177563133279</id><published>2009-07-19T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:46:46.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Blahh...</title><content type='html'>Like, Seriously, how the hell does a person come up with a title for their FYP in like, 4 days. This piece of assholic assignment which could possibly turn my life upside down is not something you play the fool with. And you, and your merry band of intellectuals are telling me that i need to hurry up and get myself a title. are you fucking kidding me?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, has common sense flown out the window or are you just plain ignorant?&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a tall shot of whiskey. You kids are driving me up the wall. Dang it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2009866177563133279?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2009866177563133279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2009866177563133279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2009866177563133279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2009866177563133279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/blahh.html' title='Blahh...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1757896342642856386</id><published>2009-07-13T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:55:17.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Oh well...</title><content type='html'>The streamyx connection at home is fucked up so i can't really blog in comfort right now...&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck with hauling my laptop to class everyday just so i can read my friends' blogs and check my Facebook.  So, thank God for UiTM's WiFi, yea it's unbelievably slow, but it's the only thing helping right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 9.51 on a Tuesday morning and we're watching P. Ramlee's Kassim Selamat for Asian Lit class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so effing hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absofuckinglutely amazing this feeling is!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1757896342642856386?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1757896342642856386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1757896342642856386' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1757896342642856386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1757896342642856386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-well.html' title='Oh well...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7564176278810915945</id><published>2009-07-02T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:20:29.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 09</title><content type='html'>Young men usually have the desire to have a girlfriend/ wife who is super hot, one they can be proud of and show off to their friends, ESPECIALLY to show off to their friends. I'm talking about girls who are drop-dead gorgeous and can turn the heads of any man as she passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i wonder if these men really do know what it takes for those super hot girls to look the way they do. Guys, here are some things that you should know about your women. And yes, it isn't going to be pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They look horrible in the morning. Yes, morning breath and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They fart. Some even more than men. It IS a natural living process, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. They shave/tweeze/wax any visible body hair. Armpits, eyebrows, some do the upper lip thingy and yes, the vah-jay-jay vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. They snore/drool/sleep with their mouths wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. They smell horrible if they don't shower after working out. Can you say "body odour"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. They pick their noses, scratch their butts, and pull on their wedgies when they think no one's looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys and gals, still think that everyone's perfectly perfect and flawless from the second they get out of bed in the morning? Think. Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Happy 100th Post, Sunny Side Up! xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7564176278810915945?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7564176278810915945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7564176278810915945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7564176278810915945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7564176278810915945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/07/food-for-thought-08.html' title='Food for Thought 09'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2451845565450724491</id><published>2009-06-26T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:51:35.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dealing with it'/><title type='text'>A Great Life Ends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R.I.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Michael J. Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SkSZQFaLSEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/dQOEk_UCLHg/s1600-h/jackson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SkSZQFaLSEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/dQOEk_UCLHg/s320/jackson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351570758831917122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm actually, truly, honestly, sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2451845565450724491?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2451845565450724491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2451845565450724491' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2451845565450724491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2451845565450724491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/great-life-ends.html' title='A Great Life Ends.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SkSZQFaLSEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/dQOEk_UCLHg/s72-c/jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5152409542640765652</id><published>2009-06-22T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:21:32.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Double d'uh!</title><content type='html'>There has always been one thing that tickles my funny bone every time i hear Malaysians trying to have a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dub thee, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Malaysian small talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Woman watering her plants in the comfort of her own yard, not realizing her neighbour is lurking behind the fence, also watering her plants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Neighbour : Huii, Senah, siram pokok ke?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Senah        : Eh, Kak Pah, ha'ah, tgh siram pokok ni. Dah macam nak layu dah. Kak Pah pun     siram pokok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe: OBVIOUSLY they're both watering their respective plants. Couldn't the conversation have started with a (Senah, kau sehat?). Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us try and apply this to a situation outside of the Malaysian context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situation B:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(In a small village in England, Richard is tossing some feed to his flock of chickens while his neighbour, Arthur, looks on from his own backyard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Arthur : Good afternoon there neighbour! Feeding the chickens, are we?&lt;br /&gt;Richard :&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (looks at Arthur with a "d'uh" look in his face, adding a somewhat friendly smile to it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe: Conversations like the one that took place in Senah's house never/rarely happens any where else in the world. Further presenting evidence that we, Malaysians, are the best when it comes to small talk - we just use whatever's going on in the present as a subject of central focus and then we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hope &lt;/span&gt;to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;move on to other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully after the boring "siram pokok" talk, you'll start gossipping about other stuff. Like what time that other neighbour's husband came home last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uniquely Malaysian, that's what I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there, S.M! Blogging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double D'uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5152409542640765652?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5152409542640765652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5152409542640765652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5152409542640765652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5152409542640765652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/double-duh.html' title='Double d&apos;uh!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5521620492029943712</id><published>2009-06-17T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:29:53.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 08</title><content type='html'>The problem with Justice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is forbidden to kill, therefore all murderers are held accountable for their actions and are punished, mostly by death and others forced into remorse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kill in large numbers, to the sound of trumpets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5521620492029943712?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5521620492029943712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5521620492029943712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5521620492029943712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5521620492029943712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/food-for-thought-07.html' title='Food for Thought 08'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4104185711336364829</id><published>2009-06-17T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T01:39:12.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Time is not being kind.</title><content type='html'>I need a bleedin' time machine now!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-4104185711336364829?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4104185711336364829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4104185711336364829' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4104185711336364829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4104185711336364829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-is-not-being-kind.html' title='Time is not being kind.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7702969433830558383</id><published>2009-06-12T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:44:37.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Blaah..</title><content type='html'>haih..mak aku nih, smlm excited sgt nak gi wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, what happens? i sorang je yang dah siap! huhuuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah mom, take ur own sweet time. it's not like it's 10000 degrees here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA.fucking.HA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7702969433830558383?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7702969433830558383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7702969433830558383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7702969433830558383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7702969433830558383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/blaah.html' title='Blaah..'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-6105701912736789805</id><published>2009-06-10T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:19:27.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Self-proclaimed Non-Conformist, but not just yet.</title><content type='html'>Somehow, somewhere, sometime, we have all met and/or are going to meet people who have the "screw you" attitude. They say they don't care about what everyone else says, thinks or does. They live life according to their own terms. Or so they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life of a non-conformist is not easy. It is in fact, one of the hardest things to be in a socialistic community, such as ours. People like boybands and chick flicks, so they say they like indie bands, or other bands you've never heard of and movies that are made with such a low budget that there are only 2 main characters. These non-conformists make you feel like an idiot. They claim to be special and they claim to be ultimately "different". But somehow, we admire them for having the balls to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a realist myself, i'm just trying to figure out the possibility of someone being a complete non-comformist. He does not live according to any other rules or laws other than his own. The ultimate "fuck the world" type who doesn't give two cents about what other people think. It would be interesting to meet and have a chat with that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, is it really possible in a society like ours? We are dependent on each other and need each other in order to survive (Whoever said it was "every man for himself" was seriously piss drunk). Seriously, if a man was really living by his own principles without considering what others think, could he really be a part of this world and live peacefully? Let's take a look into our past. People who choose to live away from communities were labelled as hermits and some were even called witches and were burnt at the stake (btw, cauldrons are wicked cool). What about now? In our so-called modern and liberal times? People who do not choose to conform are shunned and ignored as the minority, even judged. Which ever way you put it, if you don't do it the way society wants you to do it, then someone's got an opinion about it and like it or not, it'll get to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the high school teachers who told you to be different? Well, they had good words of wisdom, but they failed to tell us the price of being different. You see it all around you, artists producing "politically correct" pieces of artwork and selling out by coming up with "ideas" that they know would sell. Filmmakers bending over backwords just to get the approval of society so that their product would sell and they escape the banning of their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Self-Proclaimed Non-Conformist? Think. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Sooner or later, we all fold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-6105701912736789805?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6105701912736789805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=6105701912736789805' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6105701912736789805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6105701912736789805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/self-proclaimed-non-conformist-but-not.html' title='Self-proclaimed Non-Conformist, but not just yet.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4627642891749372438</id><published>2009-06-09T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T04:17:29.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Loike.I Want.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Annoyingly Sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Give me more loving than I’ve ever had&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel better when I’m feeling sad&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I’m special even though I know I’m not&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;Barely getting mad&lt;br /&gt;I’m so glad I found you&lt;br /&gt;I love being around you&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy&lt;br /&gt;Its as easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s only One thing&lt;br /&gt;Two Do&lt;br /&gt;Three words&lt;br /&gt; Four you&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;There’s only one way to say&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I’ll do&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me more loving from the very start&lt;br /&gt;Piece me back together when I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel good when I hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;You’re the best that I’ve had&lt;br /&gt;And I’m so glad I found you&lt;br /&gt;I love being around you&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy&lt;br /&gt;It’s easy as 1-2-1-2-3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;(I love you) I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1234&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plain White T's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go on. Judge me, bitches!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/332123314154666111-4627642891749372438?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4627642891749372438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4627642891749372438' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4627642891749372438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4627642891749372438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/annoyingly-sweet.html' title='Annoyingly Sweet.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-3730237016129281946</id><published>2009-06-05T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:00:01.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occupational Hazards'/><title type='text'>Mind Your Spelling 03</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SilAtzsO9zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bF4gYvE1ZhE/s1600-h/police+car.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SilAtzsO9zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bF4gYvE1ZhE/s320/police+car.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343873588565833522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"This is the POICE, put ur hands up, and wave 'em like you just don't care!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-3730237016129281946?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3730237016129281946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=3730237016129281946' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3730237016129281946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3730237016129281946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/mind-your-spelling-03.html' title='Mind Your Spelling 03'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SilAtzsO9zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/bF4gYvE1ZhE/s72-c/police+car.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-445751624057147095</id><published>2009-06-05T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T08:51:26.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Global Warming and my Boredom.</title><content type='html'>Global Warming is such a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;Sticky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sgt eww!..Panas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, we're at that place again..u know, that place. The one where we're all bored with the holidays and we want to go to normal, everyday classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak balik melaka! i miss my bitches!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-445751624057147095?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/445751624057147095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=445751624057147095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/445751624057147095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/445751624057147095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/06/global-warming-and-my-boredom.html' title='Global Warming and my Boredom.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5619657237649582812</id><published>2009-05-28T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:59:15.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Debate Club'/><title type='text'>Drum Roll....</title><content type='html'>And the results are in,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not win..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UiTM KBM broke 12th in the Arau Open tournament and was the only branch campus of UiTM (besides the mothership which is Shah Alam of course) that broke through to the double quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.AM.THRILLED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, officially makes UiTM KBM the best debating force there is amongst the branch campuses. Hurraayy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;411: "Breaking", as awful as the real meaning is, is actually a good thing in debate. We WANT to break. this basically means you've gotten through the preliminary rounds to further compete in the tournament in the quarters, semis and hopefully the finals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the 52 teams that entered this tournament, we ranked 15. Not so marvellous, but not hopeless either. Teams included those from Taiwan, Pakistan and Indonesia, and we did better than all of them. Overall, i'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special thanks t&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;o:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My team mates-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hafeez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Team KBM 2:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adderly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ariff (good job on your first time!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You guys made me proud.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our advisors and trainers:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mdm. Josephine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mdm. Aida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mdm. Nagamany&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Balloons&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5619657237649582812?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5619657237649582812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5619657237649582812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5619657237649582812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5619657237649582812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/drum-roll.html' title='Drum Roll....'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5556212863117901667</id><published>2009-05-25T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T03:54:09.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Debate Club'/><title type='text'>Arau Open 2009</title><content type='html'>Yup, in Arau for yet another debate tourney...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will let update you guys on the outcome of this debate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE GOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be a fabulous story to tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location : UiTM Arau, Perlis, Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;Duration : 25th - 30th May 2009&lt;br /&gt;Purpose : Arau Open Debating Championship 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Condition : Sleepy, tired and i think i'm jet-lagged. (is that possible even when your still in the same time zone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5556212863117901667?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5556212863117901667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5556212863117901667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5556212863117901667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5556212863117901667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/arau-open-2009.html' title='Arau Open 2009'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2521868796606429579</id><published>2009-05-19T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T07:04:44.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Loike.I Want.'/><title type='text'>My Favourite this and that</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Christian Louboutin's Black Satin Peep-Toe Heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ShK16g1_gGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XdFQoK9xOPs/s1600-h/louboutin+heels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ShK16g1_gGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XdFQoK9xOPs/s320/louboutin+heels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337528525240893538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who know me, know that i Love black and i Love shoes. So, Black Shoes is like really good icing on a really good cake. And the best thing about Louboutin heels is that sexy red under-sole that's really a great signature for a great pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note to self: Must have when rich. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. The Hills' May 2008 RS Magazine Cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ShK105zrjxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VMV2lKMdWck/s1600-h/the-hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 337px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ShK105zrjxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/VMV2lKMdWck/s320/the-hills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337528428862869266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love this cover simply because it really, really shows that they would do anything to sell magazines and it really, really is amazing that they can be all happy happy while shooting for this cover, but in reality, not one of these girls actually want to be friends. Especially with Heidi, they didn't even want to go to her wedding (her real wedding, the one after the pretend one). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ouch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. This Particular Picture of The Cast of Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ShK1o2RnOyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/o326AdcSxUs/s1600-h/twilight+cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ShK1o2RnOyI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/o326AdcSxUs/s320/twilight+cast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337528221756242722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i know Twilight was not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; movie to watch when it came out but just take a look at this picture. It's just amazing! Perfect setting, perfect light, perfect (non)pose. Everyone looks BEAUTIFUL, even the evil ones, even &lt;a href="http://www.themadhousewife.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/sharkboy_lavagirl.jpg"&gt;Sharkboy&lt;/a&gt; looks hawt. Although, Kristen Stewart's hair looks like it just came back from the set of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hairspray&lt;/span&gt;, she still looks gorgeous. I love this picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2521868796606429579?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2521868796606429579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2521868796606429579' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2521868796606429579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2521868796606429579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-favourite-this-and-that.html' title='My Favourite this and that'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ShK16g1_gGI/AAAAAAAAAIg/XdFQoK9xOPs/s72-c/louboutin+heels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1432047891307768697</id><published>2009-05-16T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T02:36:05.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Things I Wanna Do?...yes, question mark.</title><content type='html'>1. Nak tgk Angels and Demons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nak malaskan diri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1432047891307768697?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1432047891307768697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1432047891307768697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1432047891307768697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1432047891307768697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-i-wanna-doyes-question-mark.html' title='Things I Wanna Do?...yes, question mark.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-3639194652269857562</id><published>2009-05-09T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T06:37:12.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 07</title><content type='html'>When someone says "Gigolo"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sort of image pops into ur head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm..i'm betting he'll be in a black (possibly Italian) three-piece suit, dress shoes. With a ripped body, slick hair. Smelling of expensive cologne. Possibly with a rich mak Datin on his arm. (no offence to mak Datins). Oh yeah, and he has an altenative name. Instead of Gigolo, we can call him an Escort. How luxurious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious, ay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about when someone says "Prostitute"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sort of image pops then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me guess...she's probably wearing a see through top that shows her dirty purple bra, a micro-mini and hooker-heels (detect the pun). her hair's probably messy and she probably looks like she hasn't showered in weeks. She standing on the side of road or in some dingy alley. Oh yeah, with a fag in one hand and a purse in another. Her other names are Hooker, Slut, Whore, Tramp, Broad etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the double standard guys and gals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're both getting paid for the same services. Aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disclaimer (and you thought i didn't know what a disclaimer is, tsk tsk): I do not condone paying or getting paid for sex. I just have an opinion on the topic.Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-3639194652269857562?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3639194652269857562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=3639194652269857562' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3639194652269857562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3639194652269857562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/food-for-thought-07.html' title='Food for Thought 07'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-406089688128569846</id><published>2009-05-08T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T04:31:07.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>OO yeah, Uh-huh...O yeah, Uh-huhh...</title><content type='html'>Freedom, baby....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get drunk like the Irish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaahhooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-406089688128569846?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/406089688128569846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=406089688128569846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/406089688128569846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/406089688128569846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/oo-yeah-uh-huho-yeah-uh-huhh.html' title='OO yeah, Uh-huh...O yeah, Uh-huhh...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-3410124858822392580</id><published>2009-05-07T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:00:30.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Sliiting my Wrists.Seriously.</title><content type='html'>Sociolinguistics can go kiss my goat's hairy/smelly ass and give it a long, slurrpy, wet lick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snort.Snort.Snort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, Okay, We get it already. I talk like an ass in front of my friends, speak like an angel when i'm with parents/teachers and then i'm all sophisticated at the post office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh, why...did someone have to make a whole bloody subject about it? hmmm?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-3410124858822392580?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3410124858822392580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=3410124858822392580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3410124858822392580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3410124858822392580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/sliiting-my-wristsseriously.html' title='Sliiting my Wrists.Seriously.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7285643381886743517</id><published>2009-05-03T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T06:17:57.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>My Dears, We Learnt it in Pre-School !!</title><content type='html'>An SMS from an Anonymous someone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey, S.M, aRe YoU BAcK HoME? V ArE GoING OuT FoR LUNCh, You WaNnA JoiNt?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, first of all, who in the world said that the pronoun "we" can be changed to "v"?&lt;br /&gt;It's WRONG WRONG WRONG and cannot be justified in any way...PERIOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all, it's "you wanna JOIN?" not "you wanna JOINT?"&lt;br /&gt;JOIN and JOINT have two totally different meanings and this too, cannot be justified in any way linguistically possible!!&lt;br /&gt;Unless you are really offering me someone's joints..or referring to a roll of medicinal herbs that have intoxicating effects, i.e. a joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnD It'S REaLLy aNNoYinG WhEn SomEonE TyPE's an SmS LikE THis!! WTF????&lt;br /&gt;It's caps or NO CAPS, make up ur freaking mind!&lt;br /&gt;Common sense, it's even harder to type mixing all the caps...seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elementary, My Dear Watson!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, do people really don't know this, or is it just pure ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;Any which way you put it, it's simply annoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is me being CoCkY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7285643381886743517?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7285643381886743517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7285643381886743517' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7285643381886743517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7285643381886743517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dears-we-learnt-it-in-pre-school.html' title='My Dears, We Learnt it in Pre-School !!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-3254665550212700290</id><published>2009-04-28T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:20:41.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occupational Hazards'/><title type='text'>Mind Your Spelling 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sfa8QZFysSI/AAAAAAAAAII/sgVZKVsK-k4/s1600-h/wrong-spelling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sfa8QZFysSI/AAAAAAAAAII/sgVZKVsK-k4/s320/wrong-spelling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329654198838669602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-3254665550212700290?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3254665550212700290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=3254665550212700290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3254665550212700290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3254665550212700290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/mind-your-spelling-02.html' title='Mind Your Spelling 02'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sfa8QZFysSI/AAAAAAAAAII/sgVZKVsK-k4/s72-c/wrong-spelling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-6685985535900794868</id><published>2009-04-25T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:58:35.587-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Brava! Brava!</title><content type='html'>I almost never do this...but i just have to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfMi1E46d2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/nOshVy_5iaE/s1600-h/the-secret-life-of-bees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 381px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfMi1E46d2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/nOshVy_5iaE/s320/the-secret-life-of-bees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328641079350294370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Uh-may-zing!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tissue-tossing, tears-like-a-river movie of the century!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, amazing performances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, seriously, go get the dvd and watch it quietly in ur room...&lt;br /&gt;Boys, kalau nak tgk jugak (even though u won't get it) then shadap and watch without making any stupid comments if ur girlfriend is crying..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;coz she effin' will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Secret Life of Bees, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;starring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dakota Fanning&lt;br /&gt;Queen Latifah&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Hudson&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;Paul Bettany&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-6685985535900794868?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6685985535900794868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=6685985535900794868' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6685985535900794868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6685985535900794868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/brava-brava.html' title='Brava! Brava!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfMi1E46d2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/nOshVy_5iaE/s72-c/the-secret-life-of-bees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5151540430337361938</id><published>2009-04-25T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T07:44:39.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 06</title><content type='html'>What if there really are such things as aliens, you know, other forms of life out there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what if...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfMhUhJbKrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jUuiXsq4F0s/s1600-h/e4b1_1_bl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfMhUhJbKrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jUuiXsq4F0s/s320/e4b1_1_bl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328639420488428210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How would you like to party&lt;br /&gt;with this dude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There could be another planet out there filled with two-headed, hairy, seven-legged, one-eyed, ball-like creatures who are studying us...and they think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're &lt;/span&gt;weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do have more galaxies than there are people on earth, i mean, who's to say this isn't possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepy, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5151540430337361938?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5151540430337361938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5151540430337361938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5151540430337361938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5151540430337361938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-for-thought-06.html' title='Food for Thought 06'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfMhUhJbKrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jUuiXsq4F0s/s72-c/e4b1_1_bl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8856783204056044666</id><published>2009-04-22T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:39:35.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Fool me Twice...</title><content type='html'>Night.Mare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haisyoooo...shame on me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8856783204056044666?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8856783204056044666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8856783204056044666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8856783204056044666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8856783204056044666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/fool-me-twice.html' title='Fool me Twice...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5095204566871273005</id><published>2009-04-22T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T08:38:37.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Maison, Doux Maison!</title><content type='html'>I'm finally back home! yipeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kejap je la..like one week...haihh...rindu everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything pun aku nak makan, everything pun aku nak buat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i want satay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5095204566871273005?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5095204566871273005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5095204566871273005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5095204566871273005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5095204566871273005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/maison-doux-maison.html' title='Maison, Doux Maison!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-6976425651636513220</id><published>2009-04-11T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T09:44:21.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Aren't my options... Mine?</title><content type='html'>There are a few things you should notice/realize/acknowledge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am no longer angry/resentful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am not a sad little person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am very much happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I am satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am not making this a resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am living MY life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-6976425651636513220?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6976425651636513220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=6976425651636513220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6976425651636513220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6976425651636513220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/arent-my-options-mine.html' title='Aren&apos;t my options... Mine?'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7198706513297986330</id><published>2009-04-10T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T05:03:16.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Alas...</title><content type='html'>Wuhoooo!!!.....cuti is here! thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well folks, that's the end of the fifth semester! That was fast...wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i've only got to worry about that damned research proposal n then it's just the 2 papers for finals...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy hol's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less Annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7198706513297986330?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7198706513297986330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7198706513297986330' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7198706513297986330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7198706513297986330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/alas.html' title='Alas...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2894877042605239939</id><published>2009-04-05T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:24:18.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Lazy. Bum. (Yes, tiru GossipBoy)</title><content type='html'>Nanti2 la i blog ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak memuaskan hati pensyarah2 yang tak penah puas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nose-deep in deadlines. can't breathe. need air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF is a research proposal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;replica&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF are we supposed to present in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How the hell nak design a whole bloody course?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Joy Luck Club? Not so joyful, not so lucky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If i don't post again in a week, call someone, i might be dead and rotting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Annoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2894877042605239939?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2894877042605239939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2894877042605239939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2894877042605239939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2894877042605239939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-bum-yes-tiru-gossipboy.html' title='Lazy. Bum. (Yes, tiru GossipBoy)'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7001739738161835010</id><published>2009-03-24T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T07:52:09.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occupational Hazards'/><title type='text'>Mind Your Spelling 01</title><content type='html'>W.T.F??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ScjykyTo78I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0HVNGeFrfbY/s1600-h/Image343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ScjykyTo78I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0HVNGeFrfbY/s320/Image343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316766073904230338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not fish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's fish &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/332123314154666111-7001739738161835010?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7001739738161835010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7001739738161835010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7001739738161835010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7001739738161835010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/mind-your-spelling-01.html' title='Mind Your Spelling 01'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ScjykyTo78I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/0HVNGeFrfbY/s72-c/Image343.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2047862526805223812</id><published>2009-03-22T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:58:30.689-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Debate Club'/><title type='text'>Well, What D'ya know...</title><content type='html'>I just got through the longest weekend of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malaysian Debating Open Championships in MMU Melaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do too good...but hey, it's all in the learning process. I got to meet my friends from all over Malaysia, and made new friends from here and there...we had fun basically, and for the first time, I wasn't the only team from my campus, this time, we sent 3 teams...it felt better to know that you're not going to the ups and downs alone. It felt like we were amongst family...especially that last round! hehe...talk about major debate fuck-ups and first impressions. Kudos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the junior teams on your first tournament, and might i say, you guys sailed through with ferocity and honour! KBM style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pn. Aida&lt;br /&gt;Mdm. Jo&lt;br /&gt;Mdm. Naga&lt;br /&gt;Hafeez&lt;br /&gt;Noel&lt;br /&gt;Yati&lt;br /&gt;Ard&lt;br /&gt;Adah&lt;br /&gt;Pali&lt;br /&gt;Adderly&lt;br /&gt;Qayyum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;With sincere hope that your support for the debate club will remain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SccVbt68C2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/5y4w0gXvM20/s1600-h/Image334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SccVbt68C2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/5y4w0gXvM20/s320/Image334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316241451061611362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KBM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; signing out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2047862526805223812?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2047862526805223812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2047862526805223812' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2047862526805223812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2047862526805223812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-what-dya-know.html' title='Well, What D&apos;ya know...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SccVbt68C2I/AAAAAAAAAHI/5y4w0gXvM20/s72-c/Image334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7343602418660858428</id><published>2009-03-20T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T09:44:11.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>The Difference between Talent and something...</title><content type='html'>No code/nicknames, no abbreviations or acronyms...just the simple, plain, blunt truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Alief,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite appreciate you poking your nose into other people's businesses, namely; the debate club. I'm sorry, but you must have misunderstood somewhere that you have some sort of authority in the OUR club. Well, let me clear out the misconceptions;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You do not know what goes on in the club and whatever you hear from Pali or other people, may or may not be true and in this case, it isn't. The debate club is in no way in your jurisdiction and you have absolutely no right to judge who has the talent and who doesn't. That's my job, I should know, I trained them. And any logical person would know that just because one person has the talent, doesn't mean the other person is not talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yati was not selected as a debater because she is trained to be an ADJUDICATOR (look it up). In a debate tournament, adjudicators don't normally moonlight as debaters because debating and adjudicating have two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; job prescriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. As a fellow debate club member, I can assure you that without Yati, the club would not have evolved into what it is now. All that PAPERWORK is what keeps us going and we have organized the club in such a way that debaters don't have to do the dirty work of filling up paperwork and dealing with the management. So she picks up our slack, she does the dirty work, sweats it out with the management and gets labelled "untalented". Well, there's appreciation for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you however wish to talk about this with me in person, I shall gladly entertain you because this is not how we are supposed to deal with it. Arguing through blogs is just childish. I'm writing this in my blog because this seems to be the method of communication that you understand best. So, in order to avoid more misunderstandings, I shall bow down to your level. By doing this, i might have sparked something bad, maybe jeopardized our friendship, but I'd like to think I know you a little bit better. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I sincerely feel that you owe an apology to Yati and whoever else you think you've offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Aafina Zamil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7343602418660858428?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7343602418660858428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7343602418660858428' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7343602418660858428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7343602418660858428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/difference-between-child-so-called.html' title='The Difference between Talent and something...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-3248722148694950697</id><published>2009-03-19T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:38:55.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Love. Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ScH1voE9KKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8utdWLKzvyI/s1600-h/Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 374px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ScH1voE9KKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8utdWLKzvyI/s320/Heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314799233834756258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we Cool?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-3248722148694950697?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3248722148694950697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=3248722148694950697' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3248722148694950697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3248722148694950697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-love.html' title='Love. Love.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/ScH1voE9KKI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8utdWLKzvyI/s72-c/Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-3833505533874960530</id><published>2009-03-14T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T05:55:23.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote for Mother Earth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sbuoz6gJquI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cixgcaPOVe0/s1600-h/earth-hour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sbuoz6gJquI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cixgcaPOVe0/s320/earth-hour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313025795244534498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;EARTH HOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SATURDAY, 28TH MARCH 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30 pm to 9.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let's do our part to fight against GLOBAL WARMING and switch off the lights for 60 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Darkness&lt;/span&gt; is a small price to pay for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bright&lt;/span&gt; future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show them Malaysia is United.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&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/332123314154666111-3833505533874960530?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3833505533874960530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=3833505533874960530' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3833505533874960530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3833505533874960530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/vote-for-mother-earth.html' title='Vote for Mother Earth.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/Sbuoz6gJquI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cixgcaPOVe0/s72-c/earth-hour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2770539585467005403</id><published>2009-03-14T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T02:44:39.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Woman Scorned.</title><content type='html'>BRIT BRIT IS A FUCKING GENIUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You Seek Amy = F.U.C.K Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love me hate me, say what you want about me, but all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to IF YOU SEEK AMY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Get it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh i love a woman with pizz-azz!&lt;br /&gt;KUDOS!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/332123314154666111-2770539585467005403?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2770539585467005403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2770539585467005403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2770539585467005403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2770539585467005403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/woman-scorned.html' title='A Woman Scorned.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7115584762102723349</id><published>2009-03-09T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:01:01.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Debate Club'/><title type='text'>Point, Sir!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SbUqNPcI5SI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4vw_iXNZi3M/s1600-h/Image311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SbUqNPcI5SI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4vw_iXNZi3M/s320/Image311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311197742524589346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! suke jumpe ismal!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rindu kau gile!&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few other pixies from shah alam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SbUrYzhtYsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/n_gMwvhtWEU/s1600-h/Image316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SbUrYzhtYsI/AAAAAAAAAGw/n_gMwvhtWEU/s320/Image316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311199040701817538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monkey, Yati and Ash..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seperti biasa...bila di Shah Alam, McD lah tempat yang paling hip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SbUrJygG0vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/52lw1TP7nOI/s1600-h/Image312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SbUrJygG0vI/AAAAAAAAAGo/52lw1TP7nOI/s320/Image312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311198782728622834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Focus! Focus! Focus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Poppin' Farril's cherry...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7115584762102723349?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7115584762102723349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7115584762102723349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7115584762102723349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7115584762102723349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/03/ladies-and-gentlemen.html' title='Point, Sir!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SbUqNPcI5SI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4vw_iXNZi3M/s72-c/Image311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1932061571466080216</id><published>2009-02-24T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T05:25:51.357-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crapology 101'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>50, Overweight, with a Textbook in hand.</title><content type='html'>Arrggghhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i've had enough of classes and books and tests. give me that damn degree already!!&lt;br /&gt;tolonglaaaa..i feel like i'm gonna be 50 by the time i can afford my vacay to Paris. how la to score my hot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jean-Luc&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a few reasons why i think i should get that degree like, now!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i think i've learnt enough about being teacher since we're learning the same thing over and over again every bloody semester. and they always say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ouh, it's more detailed this semester"&lt;/span&gt;. sounds familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;it's gonna save a hell of a lot of moolah! namely ; 1.  my parents' money, so they don't have to give me allowances anymore, and i can start making my own money. 2. The govt's money, so you don't to supply my ptptn anymore, and i can start paying back the money i owe the govt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i'm already seriously malas nak sgt2 menyampah dah nak bgn pagi and pegi class! haih...enough is enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1932061571466080216?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1932061571466080216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1932061571466080216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1932061571466080216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1932061571466080216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/02/50-overweight-with-textbook-in-hand.html' title='50, Overweight, with a Textbook in hand.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-6041862285863831296</id><published>2009-02-16T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T08:11:48.533-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>VENT!!</title><content type='html'>Rasa nak marah semua orang!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perasaan ini sgt fuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-6041862285863831296?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6041862285863831296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=6041862285863831296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6041862285863831296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6041862285863831296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/02/vent.html' title='VENT!!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-6230414136656511046</id><published>2009-02-08T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:29:58.358-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dealing with it.'/><title type='text'>Sans Titre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;AL - FATIHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For the passing of Allahyarham Zainal b. Hj. Romli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, February 6th, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved father of our dearest friend, Maslinda Ayu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We send our prayers, and our love your way during these hard times.&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/332123314154666111-6230414136656511046?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/6230414136656511046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=6230414136656511046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6230414136656511046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/6230414136656511046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/02/sans-titre.html' title='Sans Titre'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4963457169308058680</id><published>2009-02-04T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:35:23.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dealing with it.'/><title type='text'>Living On A Prayer.</title><content type='html'>For Linda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times like these, we pray for Allah to be by your side in all that you're going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray that you stay strong in the light of what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray that you restore hope in all those that you love in hopes that they can be as strong as you are, and we know the degree of strength you have in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray that the light that radiates from you will not fade as that light will help you through this predicament, and help those around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray that you receive the love, prayers and kisses and hugs that we are sending you, that although you're far away, we're right by your side holding your hand and wiping away your tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pray for daddy and his recovery, so that our baby girl and hug and kiss her father for a longer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the love in the world,&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-4963457169308058680?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4963457169308058680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4963457169308058680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4963457169308058680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4963457169308058680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/02/living-on-prayer.html' title='Living On A Prayer.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1775585244289845647</id><published>2009-02-02T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:20:21.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crapology 101'/><title type='text'>Heavy-eyed but Helpless!</title><content type='html'>OMG! This is the first time ever that i feel effing sleepy but i can't sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavy-eyed, but utterly helpless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1775585244289845647?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1775585244289845647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1775585244289845647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1775585244289845647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1775585244289845647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/02/heavy-eyed-but-helpless.html' title='Heavy-eyed but Helpless!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-215118218507061100</id><published>2009-01-25T09:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:16:46.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Sex'/><title type='text'>Girl Talk.</title><content type='html'>So, was sitting around on the balcony in Cherating with my rocking cool aunt. She told me one or two things that only a woman of her age can know and experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were actually talking about tampons (don't ask me why), one thing led to another and finally, we started talking about how tampons came in different sizes for all the different types of women out there (hallelujah!). But this eventually led to something entirely different; she said that tampons are the right size for you if you don't feel anything when you're using them. So i figured, that makes sense coz obviously no one wants to walk around all day feeling something that is stuck up their vah-jay-jay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then natural ability of linking facts started to kick in.&lt;br /&gt;So girls, ever felt like nothing's happening when you're having sex? Well then start working on your man's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt;comings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Size really DOES matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-215118218507061100?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/215118218507061100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=215118218507061100' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/215118218507061100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/215118218507061100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/01/girl-talk.html' title='Girl Talk.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1876477646619191730</id><published>2009-01-25T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:06:32.188-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trippin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Oh, BTW...</title><content type='html'>Greetings from Cherating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wind in my hair, sand between my toes, ciggy smoke in my eyes, salt water in my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh tha life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;S.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1876477646619191730?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1876477646619191730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1876477646619191730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1876477646619191730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1876477646619191730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-btw.html' title='Oh, BTW...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2170596006770656840</id><published>2009-01-25T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T09:01:47.503-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Bitch, I'm Special!</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not, i'm writing this post in Cherating!...yup! on my vacation. the reason being, i simply could not keep this in for too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're gonna read this post, you may not understand it right away, but if you happen to have picked up the newspaper earlier today, you might know what all this is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, there is no use sheltering us from something that is so absofuckinglutely, obviously, all around us. Fine, i agree that it might be bad influence, but i suggest you look into your own precious backyard before looking elsewhere for bad influence. I assure you, there are plenty more right here at home that out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the true measure of how strong one's faith or beliefs is how that person manages to defend and uphold his faith/beliefs above all else. Bring on the bad influences, skimpy tops, raunchy dance moves and explicit lyrics, bring everything. If your people can withstand all that, than we can surely claim to be what we so strongly brag of being. One does not get influenced over night, it is a long process, and you should have enough faith in YOURSELF to believe that you have done a good job, but instead, you're scared shitless that the future is gonna be ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say, let the people have say and let the people choose. I think we are matured enough to judge for ourselves and choose the direction in which we want to live our lives. Stifling us ain't gonna make it better. Anything and everything else is between that person and God Almighty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2170596006770656840?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2170596006770656840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2170596006770656840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2170596006770656840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2170596006770656840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/01/bitch-im-special.html' title='Bitch, I&apos;m Special!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-3213292858833644234</id><published>2009-01-14T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T03:38:49.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry guys, not really in the mood to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brand new lappy sakit, he's in Hospital Acer. huhuu...pray for his recovery so that i shall get back to surfing, IM-ing, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to reap the fruits of the World Wide Web...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till i'm in the mood,&lt;br /&gt;S.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-3213292858833644234?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3213292858833644234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=3213292858833644234' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3213292858833644234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3213292858833644234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2009/01/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2865111897269429258</id><published>2008-12-18T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:53:29.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Oh well...</title><content type='html'>Well, my results suck big time this semester...i'm so not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the more reason to work like a bitch next semester. Just you wait...huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;I want them A's dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celaka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2865111897269429258?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2865111897269429258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2865111897269429258' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2865111897269429258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2865111897269429258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-well.html' title='Oh well...'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5824364005324159042</id><published>2008-12-11T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:33:22.230-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 05</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SUEi6tCUKrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3CxE6dOxUXg/s1600-h/ghostbusters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 361px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SUEi6tCUKrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3CxE6dOxUXg/s320/ghostbusters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278538630171994802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;GHOSTBUSTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;VERSUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTOO FIGHTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SUEizXlBPSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JGWMrmFJe6s/s1600-h/antoofighter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SUEizXlBPSI/AAAAAAAAAGI/JGWMrmFJe6s/s320/antoofighter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278538504152890658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rest my case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5824364005324159042?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5824364005324159042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5824364005324159042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5824364005324159042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5824364005324159042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/12/food-for-thought-06.html' title='Food for Thought 05'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SUEi6tCUKrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3CxE6dOxUXg/s72-c/ghostbusters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2996591770881770238</id><published>2008-12-08T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:35:50.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Uh-oh's that can't be Undone.</title><content type='html'>This goes out to those of you who packed on a few more pounds during the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;Yes. You.&lt;br /&gt;I see you. Don't run. Don't hide.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't make you any thinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're ALL in the same boat, sistah!&lt;br /&gt;Let's put our hands in the air, and wave 'em like they ain't flabby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2996591770881770238?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2996591770881770238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2996591770881770238' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2996591770881770238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2996591770881770238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/12/uh-ohs-that-cant-be-undone.html' title='Uh-oh&apos;s that can&apos;t be Undone.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8554715429334745919</id><published>2008-12-08T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T07:30:27.001-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salam Aidiladha.</title><content type='html'>Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha to all my readers, friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rendang, cows died for your precious rendang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the asking-for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-duit raya &lt;/span&gt;joke, it's getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys, mucho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8554715429334745919?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8554715429334745919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8554715429334745919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8554715429334745919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8554715429334745919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/12/salam-aidiladha.html' title='Salam Aidiladha.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8660360692857426964</id><published>2008-11-28T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:26:22.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>Choking on Popcorn!</title><content type='html'>I love movies. I think it's something we all should get involved with in order to escape from this harsh reality. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gituu&lt;/span&gt;..). Movies are fantasies that we can all afford to have and it doesn't hurt to feel like you're Juliet or rich and effing famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The say we should appreciate local movies. Support our local actresses and actors and also directors and screenplay writers because supporting your local artists is just the right thing to do, show em some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lurve&lt;/span&gt;, give the country some revenue and all that jazz. But what I cannot handle is, the limit of creativity that these so-called artistes have. A few examples might help you agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Seeing double&lt;/strong&gt;. After watching certain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; movies, have you ever felt a sense of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Deja&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vu&lt;/span&gt;? Yea, tell me about it. What's with all the remakes? As if YOU can make it more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;*Tokyo Drift - KL Drift&lt;br /&gt;*The Fast and The Furious - KL &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Menjerit&lt;/span&gt;/ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Remp&lt;/span&gt;-it ( only promoting the fact that we love our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rempits&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;* Love Actually - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Daredevil/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Spiderman&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Cicakman&lt;/span&gt; ( I think they're suits look alike)&lt;br /&gt;* Splash - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Duyung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;NYPD&lt;/span&gt; Blue - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Gerak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Khas&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt; paling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;takleh&lt;/span&gt; blah)&lt;br /&gt;The list can go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;The Dialogue&lt;/strong&gt;. I cannot handle the schematic and stiff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dialoques&lt;/span&gt; in Malay movies/series. It just reflects a fake, uptight and emotionless society, which we are certainly not!&lt;br /&gt;A: Mari &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;kita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;pergi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt;? (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;gi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;jom&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;B: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Nak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;mana&lt;/span&gt;? (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Katne&lt;/span&gt;?)&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;Father: Ali, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;pergi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;tidur&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;sudah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;lewat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;malam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;esok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;sekolah&lt;/span&gt;. (Ali, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;tido&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;gi&lt;/span&gt;. 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;mrw&lt;/span&gt; school)&lt;br /&gt;Son: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Baiklah&lt;/span&gt; Ayah, Ali &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;tidur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;dulu&lt;/span&gt; ya. (K, Ayah)&lt;br /&gt;Father: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Jangan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;lupa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;gosok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;gigi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;cuci&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;kaki&lt;/span&gt; ye..(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Gosok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;gigi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;cuci&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;kaki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;skali&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Son: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Baik&lt;/span&gt; Yah..(Oritee..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the point? If you still don't, i recommend you watch an episode of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Gerak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Khas&lt;/span&gt;, you'll get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;The Plot. &lt;/strong&gt;Its always about groups of screwed up teenagers getting high, being prostitutes, going clubbing, racing their Super cars/bikes, disappointing their parents and in the end someone dies/gets shot/gets into an accident/gets caught by the police and they learn their lesson, or so it seems. Newsflash! No one is learning anything from these movies. If anything, teenagers just think it's cool to race and go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;rempit&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;/ take drugs because they're favourite actors are doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Datuk&lt;/span&gt; is having an affair with some secretary and then people want to take over his multi-gazillion company, and they just happen to have photos of him with the girl he's having an affair with, and they try to blackmail him. When that doesn't work (because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;Datuk&lt;/span&gt; hired some guys to destroy the pictures) they kidnap the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;Datuk's&lt;/span&gt; wife/daughter/sister (has to be a girl, because a damsel in distress is oh-so-sexy.)&lt;br /&gt;It always ends with someone dying. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;D'uh&lt;/span&gt; someone has to die so they can write this in the credits: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;Cerita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;ini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;adalah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;rekaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;semata&lt;/span&gt;2, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;tiada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;kaitan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;dengan&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;hidup&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;atau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;mati&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Over-the-top makeup and wardrobe. &lt;/strong&gt;I cannot handle the fact that the actresses wear a ton of makeup and wear ridiculous clothes and wear WIGS! I mean, it's okay to wear wigs, but a diff hairstyle every damn day? Obviously too tacky and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; deadly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-creative. Would you wanna admire someone who wears purple eye shadow with devil red lipstick, who also wears a polka-doted green dress while wearing a wig that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; suit her at all. I know acting is supposed to be one step above the layman, but this is just plain dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, we need a revamp of Malaysia's movie scene. We need to get creative and think of ways to be different. Make Malaysians want/can't wait/won't regret to spend that RM10/12 on that cinema ticket. I'm definitely NOT saying that all Malaysian-made movies suck. But i really do think we can do with some improvement.&lt;br /&gt;If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;Kabir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;Bhatia&lt;/span&gt; can come up with the amazing "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;Sepi&lt;/span&gt;" and Yasmin Ahmad can come up with "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;Sepet&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;Gubra&lt;/span&gt;" etc..(let's not forget her killer commercials, love em!)&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sure more Malaysians can do the same thing, or even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, why waste millions to create a movie which no one would remember for years to come? The real success is to create a story that would be talked about for years to come because of the difference it made, or because you simply just fell in love with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8660360692857426964?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8660360692857426964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8660360692857426964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8660360692857426964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8660360692857426964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/choking-on-popcorn.html' title='Choking on Popcorn!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7121799333296710457</id><published>2008-11-26T11:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:56:59.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Bang!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the sudden pause people! I had a week-long affair in Shah Alam. It was messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, now I'm back in beautiful SP. Enjoying my holidays with the family. Ah...i miss the lazy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, keep your front doors locked and keep track of your boyfriends, Stephanie Morris has returned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on people! Get lazy, stay up late and sleep in with me! well, not &lt;em&gt;with &lt;/em&gt;me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't share my bed, unless you want me to!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;S.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7121799333296710457?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7121799333296710457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7121799333296710457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7121799333296710457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7121799333296710457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/bang.html' title='Bang!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4685523377947439793</id><published>2008-11-26T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:56:41.492-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>What's with the 3rd Degree?</title><content type='html'>Peraturan:&lt;br /&gt;1-Peraturan ditulis di awal Tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Setiap pemain menjawap jawapan peribadi mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Akhir sekali,tag 5 orang dan pos nama mereka,pergi ke laman blog mereka dan tinggalkan komen yang memberitahu mereka sudah di'tag' dan ajak mereka bermain dan baca blog anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang kamu lakukan sekitar jam 10.17 semalam?&lt;br /&gt;- Tunggu bus in Shah Alam nak pulang ke kampung halaman, Sp ku yang indah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selain itu,apa yang kamu lakukan sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;- D'uh, buat tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adakah kamu akan bangun 7.00 pagi esok?&lt;br /&gt;- Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's the funniest person you know?&lt;br /&gt;- Evryone I know is funny, i cannot handle ppl with a retarded sense of humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid to grow up?&lt;br /&gt;- Not really, why fear the inevitable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your worst subject in school?&lt;br /&gt;-Add. Maths. The bane of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau anda minum 14 mug bir,apa yang akan terjadi?&lt;br /&gt;- Soalan yang patut ditanya kalau saya minum 14 mug bir, wht's gonna happen to the ppl who are with/around me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidur dengan pintu terbuka atau tertutup?&lt;br /&gt;- Tertutup, sumtimes bukak sket...malas nak tutup. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila kali terakhir kamu buat perkara yang kamu rasa salah?&lt;br /&gt;- I do something wrong every damn day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang sedang kamu pakai sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;- Boxers and baju tido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;- The humming of my pc and the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;- 5. (sumpah i tak tiru you ismal!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;- Dark, cold. Malam namenye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;- Hafeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merokok?&lt;br /&gt;- yup. Pall Mall Menthols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color?&lt;br /&gt;- Dark Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulan kesukaan?&lt;br /&gt;- bulan purnama. gitu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apakah movie terbaru yang kamu tonton?&lt;br /&gt;- OMG. The qualms of being single, you don't go to the movies that often. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari kesukaan?&lt;br /&gt;- Hari cuti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jika kamu boleh cakap sesuatu pada seseorang,apa yang kamu akan cakap?&lt;br /&gt;- Seriously, wht's your point?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelukan atau ciuman?&lt;br /&gt;- What's one without the other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berkawan lagi dengan rakan-rakan di sekolah lama?&lt;br /&gt;- Of cross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left-handed atau right-handed?&lt;br /&gt;- I do it better with my right hand. (seriously, why does everything have a sexual conotation?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahu tidur dengan berapa bantal?&lt;br /&gt;- I need at least three. two for my head, one to peluk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidur dengan seseorang atau bersendirian?&lt;br /&gt;-depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang kejutkan kau pagi tadi?&lt;br /&gt;- The sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boleh teruskan hidup dengan tidak merokok?&lt;br /&gt;-Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernah kawan baik kamu buat onar di belakang kamu?&lt;br /&gt;- Depan, belakang, kiri dan kanan, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memilih untuk memberi nombor telefon?&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana lebih suka: McDonalds atau Burger King&lt;br /&gt;-Burger King mahal mcm nak beli emas. So i'd choose McD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahu pergi ke Greece atau Hawaii?&lt;br /&gt;- Greece. Nak jumpe tht guy from Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants and go skinny dipping with him. awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari jadi yang menarik tahun ini&lt;br /&gt;- Mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya tag:&lt;br /&gt;Bella Muerte&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Ninja&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Nelayan&lt;br /&gt;Bini Nelayan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-4685523377947439793?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4685523377947439793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4685523377947439793' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4685523377947439793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4685523377947439793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-with-3rd-degree.html' title='What&apos;s with the 3rd Degree?'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7032330634847290820</id><published>2008-11-18T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T02:10:51.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lusty Me'/><title type='text'>Strip Search Me and Call Me Baby!</title><content type='html'>Since we're in the mood of oogling hawt men,  let me introduce mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh...Adam Levine.  You can strip search me and call me baby, anytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SSKTbEZlqnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1E3_LlN0mRg/s1600-h/adam-levine2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SSKTbEZlqnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1E3_LlN0mRg/s320/adam-levine2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269936607223720562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawt man, Hawt bod, Hawt stare, Hawt tattoo!&lt;br /&gt;What more could a girl ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SSKTUQBG1CI/AAAAAAAAAEo/z4CEIDUfkmM/s1600-h/adam_levine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SSKTUQBG1CI/AAAAAAAAAEo/z4CEIDUfkmM/s320/adam_levine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269936490083177506" 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/332123314154666111-7032330634847290820?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7032330634847290820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7032330634847290820' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7032330634847290820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7032330634847290820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/strip-search-me-and-call-me-baby.html' title='Strip Search Me and Call Me Baby!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SSKTbEZlqnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1E3_LlN0mRg/s72-c/adam-levine2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1807356481150793839</id><published>2008-11-16T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:58:05.454-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ink'/><title type='text'>Tear Me Apart. I Won't Bleed.</title><content type='html'>Been thinking of what to blog about for the past hour or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i remembered that i haven't blogged about tattoos in a while, so i went browsing on the Internet and i found THE tattoo! i'm so in love with it! whoever did it was a freakin tattoo jedi and the person who got was beyond genius! Kudos! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SR_5XoJ0v-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/WFW8w-DkNuY/s1600-h/spidey_tattoo_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SR_5XoJ0v-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/WFW8w-DkNuY/s320/spidey_tattoo_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269204273357701090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the arms and legs, it seriously looks like spidey&lt;br /&gt;is gonna pop out anytime soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yes! That's a freaking tattoo and it's the whole body, mind you. It's so hot I need an ice-pack!&lt;br /&gt;You have to admit, it's pretty darn BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SR_5RsDvP6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/EL-0RGHhpE8/s1600-h/spidey_tattoo_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SR_5RsDvP6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/EL-0RGHhpE8/s320/spidey_tattoo_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269204171326701474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Isn't this chest piece just a work of art? If only, if only....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Four Words--  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I. Envy. I. Want.&lt;/span&gt; garrrnnn....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/332123314154666111-1807356481150793839?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1807356481150793839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1807356481150793839' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1807356481150793839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1807356481150793839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/tear-me-apart-i-wont-bleed.html' title='Tear Me Apart. I Won&apos;t Bleed.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SR_5XoJ0v-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/WFW8w-DkNuY/s72-c/spidey_tattoo_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1553696187099668052</id><published>2008-11-12T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T06:24:40.648-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants and such'/><title type='text'>The Truth is very Ugly.</title><content type='html'>Hmm..some of you might hate the fact that i'm about to post this, some of you might agree, some of you might totally disagree and decide to declare war against me and others might just not give a damn. so i recommend that you pick a side because there is a whole lot of hurtful truth in this post and the truth is often hard to swallow. Which makes this sooo much better! For me, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know me, you know that I'm not the staunch-est Muslim there is out there. But, I do know a thing or two. ( I like to read if you hadn't notice and I do pay attention during Agama class). So, here come the big issue. Since when is it okay to wear a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tudung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and still commit deadly sins, overtly? Yes, we have all seen it, well now it's time to read all about it! During the duration of this post, sila izinkan saya berbahasa ibunda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isu pertama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pada suatu hari yang biasa, aku jalan2 kat mane tah ngan kawan2...ade la minah2 ni...aku igtkan indon...aku buat bodo je la. Pakai tudung, tapi pakai seluar 3/4, baju lengan pendek. aku fikir, "ni  dah ikut mazhab mane pulak ni?". aku fikir indon, jadi aku buat tak tau, mereka ni kurang ajaran yang benar agaknya. Sekali time tgh lalu kat sebelah, cakap BM baik punya, takde pelat indon pun. Melayu kita rupanya. Ni dah kenape rambut tutup tapi kaki ngan lengan nampak? Aku yang tak cemerlang bab agama pun tau ni dah salah. Dah la salah, fashion &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faux pas &lt;/span&gt;yang teramat sgt! Sakit mata tgk doh! K la...xpe la, setelah aku dan kwn2 selesai mengutuk dan beredar dari tempat itu, aku pun dah kurang tensi sikit lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isu kedua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korang penah kan tengok filem pornografi yang disebarkan melalui sms. Aku tau mmg byk versi, tapi versi ni sgt best. ade sorang minah bertudung, dgn selambanya blowjob boyfriend dia kat tepi tangga la, dalam kereta la, dlm toilet la, dlm store room pun ade (ber"background"kan kotak2 yang byk sgt, buruk betul). ade juga yang main raba2 kat public! haih. ni dah takleh jadi. kok ye pun nak record aktiviti anda yang sgt tak mengiurkan itu, (jgn sesekali perasan porn anda setaraf ngan minah salleh stock jenna jameson) BUKAKLA TUDUNG TU! aku bukan nak cakap, tapi mmg kene cakap! apesal laaa yang BODO sgt?!?! buruk tau tak bila dah terpampang kat semua org korang buat keje tu dengan tudung plak tu! alahmak aih.... adik2, kakak2, tolong la pakai akal sikit dah fikir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isu ketiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ade jugak yang pakai tudung alasanya "mak bapak suruh pakai"...o0o0...mak bapak kau suruh buat maksiat sambil pakai tudung gak ke? Bapak kau suruh pakai tudung sebab dia tak nak tanggung dosa kau sebagai anak dia. Yang kau tambah dengan maksiat kot atas tu sape suruh? kan dah bodoh namenye?&lt;br /&gt;Bila korang tgk org mcm aku ni, pakai takde la sopan sgt, tak pakai tudung plak tu, korang judge (bukan semua ye), korang ckp "ee, tak tutup aurat". OK, aku setuju. But at least, aku takde la isap kote mamat mane tah, pastu kasi dia record, pastu buleh tgk camera pulak tu! mcm soo proud dapat jadi pornstar yang "alim". Korang tak hot dan korang tidak penah akan hot selagi tidak berfikir dengan waras.&lt;br /&gt;Pastu pegi dating ngan boyfriend nak pegang2 tangan, nak peluk2 kat shopping mall. Haih! Malu doh! Baik kau bukak je tudung tu, tinggal kat umah, takpun simpan dalam bag. Nanti Bapak marah pulak, keluar tadi pakai tudung, balik dah hilang dah. isk isk (Pegang tangan boyfriend, peluk2, cium2 --bapak tak marah ke? :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konklusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sememangnya pakai tudung itu satu bende yang wajib di kalangan wanita Islam. Kita dimuliakan oleh Allah kerana ikut perintahNya dan menutup aurat. TAPI, bile dah start buat bende2 tak senonoh ni, dah defeats the purpose. Memang la dah xde pahala dah kan? dah, aku dah tak tau nak cakap mcm mane. What are your thoughts? I know i'm not the expert so maybe there are people who think otherwise or have other opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bane of your Existence,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm just sharing, and not pointing this to any particular person/group.  Kalau terasa, and nak marah aku, aku silakan. TAPI aku nak tanye dulu, Kenape nak terasa? Kau ade buat salah ke? Don't blame me kalau dah tergigit cili dan terasa pedasnya. I told you, the truth is often hard to swallow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1553696187099668052?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1553696187099668052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1553696187099668052' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1553696187099668052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1553696187099668052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/truth-is-very-ugly.html' title='The Truth is very Ugly.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2669786225040536346</id><published>2008-11-11T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:23:38.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Une nuit a Paris!</title><content type='html'>Demain est mon examen de francaise. Je suis endormie, je ne veux pas d'etudier. Je suis tres confiant... que je suis baise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peu importe, avoir une bonne nuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merci beaucoup a tous mes lecteurs pour traduire cette.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2669786225040536346?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2669786225040536346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2669786225040536346' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2669786225040536346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2669786225040536346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/une-nuit-paris.html' title='Une nuit a Paris!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8648221117346425149</id><published>2008-11-09T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:56:57.201-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 04</title><content type='html'>What's the masculine word for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there only a "slutty" word for a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn't there one for a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8648221117346425149?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8648221117346425149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8648221117346425149' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8648221117346425149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8648221117346425149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/food-for-thought-04.html' title='Food for Thought 04'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-2943181505086918037</id><published>2008-11-07T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:20:34.400-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All About Sex'/><title type='text'>Let's Talk about Sex, baby!</title><content type='html'>I know, i'm soo not supposed to talk about this! o0o0o0...what a scary/ embarrassing/ degrading/humiliating/no-no topic! Well, i'm talking about it because you're not. So, here are my thoughts on the holy grail of emotions. The epitome of relationships and the death of conservative-ness. Consider this your elbow pads and helmet before plunging into the insatiable world of sex. I don't claim to have any sort of credentials, but I am living and experiencing life. So, don't take my word for it..this is just something we can read about together and maybe learn a thing or two in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's topic - Virginity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this topic goes out to the ladies. Okay, so you're thinking about having sex for the first time and not quite sure what it's gonna be like. You've heard stories here and there like, it's gonna hurt or you're gonna bleed or you're gonna be "loose" after losing your virginity. I can assure you, it's not as bad as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I seriously don't think that your virginity is something you can "lose". Therefore, i do not agree with the term "i lost my virginity". You're virginity is yours and it is not something that can be taken away or lost or stolen. Its yours for as long as you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The bleeding is caused by a tear in your hymen ( a thin layer of skin surrounding the opening of the vagina). Absolutely scientific, and has nothing to do with losing your self-esteem in the process. And one can't be "loose" when you start having sex. This is a common misunderstanding. This doesn't happen until you're like 50, no matter how many times you've had sex. When you're older, the muscles around the vagina lose their "tough" ness and durability, usually comes with childbirth and aging of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Let's say you've had sex for the first time, For God's Sake, THAT MAN DOES NOT OWN YOU! If you're smart/stupid enough to have sex with a man you're not married to, then you're smart enough to deal with the consequences should something go wrong with the relationship. Do not subject yourself to being a slave for this man should he decide to break it off, or you find out he's having an affair or some shit like that. DEAL WITH IT! You have to stand up for yourself and move on. Be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't you dare, even for a second, think that you're not worth it anymore after you've had sex for the first time. This is the 21st century. Chill. Like I said, if you're smart enough to have sex before marriage, then be double smart in dealing with the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. And please, think about it over and over again. Don't have sex because all your friends are having sex, and don't start having sex because the tv shows are saying it's oh so cool. Do it because YOU wanna do it. And do it when YOU'RE ready to do it. not when HE'S ready or when you think you love the guy so much that you're gonna die from all the love. Truth is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; might not love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; just as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay people, that's all i have for you now, I'll get back to you with more juicy, sexy details. Don't be shy, post your questions in the comment section. I will get back to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe sex always!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;S.M&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-2943181505086918037?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/2943181505086918037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=2943181505086918037' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2943181505086918037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/2943181505086918037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/lets-talk-about-sex-baby.html' title='Let&apos;s Talk about Sex, baby!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-4412865409064104808</id><published>2008-11-04T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:28:53.634-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Aimi!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so, sorta got tagged by Aimi...so now i have to write 7 cool/weird/bizzarro things about me... I hope ur ready, bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have this thing, when people talk about something and I'm eavesdropping, I won't keep quiet like other people do, I jump in and start asking "ape, weh?". (a bit kampung, but wht the hell, there's a "timah" in all of us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a sneeze-a-holic. If i feel like I'm about to sneeze, i don't keep it in, instead i force it out...drives my friends crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love NOSE shoes. they drive me crazy like up the wall crazy. it doesn't matter if they are on sale or just plain expensivo, if i have the dough, i'd by them. nothing beats the fresh smell of a new NOSE recyclable box with a pair of to die for high-heeled goodies just waiting for me to go dancing in them. but, in contrast, i hate walking around in shopping malls for hours without a specific purpose. i guess i'm a man in that sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate it when someone lies, then i find out the truth, in a horrible way or from someone else. if you're gonna lie, lie intelligently. perfect the art and make sure it's full proof. if you don't you're just making yourself look dumber than you already are. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I think I sound really good when i sing and look really hot when i dance. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I cannot seem to bring myself to fall for a guy who's my age or younger than me. i tried, failed miserably. Simply because i think that men actually act and think two years younger than their age. So, i go for older men. Not old, just old-er. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I can be a real bitch and a half and a pain in ur ass and you would never see it coming. ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-4412865409064104808?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/4412865409064104808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=4412865409064104808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4412865409064104808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/4412865409064104808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-aimi.html' title='Tagged by Aimi!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-3151206996358466056</id><published>2008-10-30T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:07:58.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 03</title><content type='html'>Who the hell had the idea of putting a " ! " as an exclamation mark?&lt;br /&gt;A " ! " to symbolize something shocking, exciting, extraordinary!&lt;br /&gt;And it's addictive!&lt;br /&gt;I could go on forever!&lt;br /&gt;(See what I mean?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just an upside down " i ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're at it, who came up with " ? ", " &amp;amp; ", " @ ". hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-3151206996358466056?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/3151206996358466056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=3151206996358466056' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3151206996358466056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/3151206996358466056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-for-thought-03.html' title='Food for Thought 03'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7772895428871078499</id><published>2008-10-28T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T04:33:12.062-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>When my Time comes...Leave out All The Rest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dreamt I was missing and you were so scared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But no one would listen cause no one else cared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After my dreaming, i woke with this fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What am I leaving, when I am done here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When my times comes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't resent me and when you're feeling empty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep me in your memories, leave out all the rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't be afraid, I've taken my beating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've shared what I've made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm strong on the surface not all the way through,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've never been perfect, but neither have you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Forgetting all the hurt inside you've learnt to hide so well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pretending someone else can come and save me from myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't be who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Chester, Rob, Mike, Joe, Phoenix, Brad.&lt;br /&gt;Leave Out All The Rest.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/332123314154666111-7772895428871078499?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7772895428871078499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7772895428871078499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7772895428871078499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7772895428871078499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-my-time-comesleave-out-all-rest.html' title='When my Time comes...Leave out All The Rest.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-883173514536380976</id><published>2008-10-26T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T10:56:13.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Ismal!</title><content type='html'>I got tagged by Ismal...so Here Goes --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My top 10 favourite food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mum's cooking&lt;br /&gt;2. Grandma's cooking&lt;br /&gt;3. McDonald's&lt;br /&gt;4. KFC&lt;br /&gt;5. Dominoes&lt;br /&gt;6. Dunkin Donuts (Bavarian only)&lt;br /&gt;7. Big Apple Donuts&lt;br /&gt;8. Nasi + ayam masak madu + sayur kobis + telur rebus&lt;br /&gt;9. Italian food&lt;br /&gt;10. Indian food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 things I love doing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Writing&lt;br /&gt;2. Reading&lt;br /&gt;3. Singing&lt;br /&gt;4. Dancing&lt;br /&gt;5. Clubbing&lt;br /&gt;6. Eating&lt;br /&gt;7. Swearing&lt;br /&gt;8. Lepak-ing&lt;br /&gt;9. IM-ing&lt;br /&gt;10. Watching movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 types of boys I adore:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cool like that, hehe&lt;br /&gt;2. Has the balls for anything&lt;br /&gt;3. Gets me&lt;br /&gt;4. I get him&lt;br /&gt;5. Gives me crazy, sexy love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things I love doing when I'm feeling down:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cry&lt;br /&gt;2. Sing sad songs and cry&lt;br /&gt;3. Write my ass off&lt;br /&gt;4. Smoke like a chimney&lt;br /&gt;5. Talk to Linda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things I love doing when I'm happy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sing&lt;br /&gt;2. Write&lt;br /&gt;3. Go out lepak&lt;br /&gt;4. Dance&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat good food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 ways to win my heart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Listen to good music (no rempit shit)&lt;br /&gt;2. Have a fashion sense (again, no rempit shit)&lt;br /&gt;3. Make good jokes&lt;br /&gt;4. Cheer me up when i'm blue&lt;br /&gt;5. Consider my problems as yours as well&lt;br /&gt;6. Do not ignore me if we're fighting (it was probably ur fault to begin with)&lt;br /&gt;7. Love my friends as well&lt;br /&gt;8. Love my family as well&lt;br /&gt;9. Do not deny me the simple pleasures in life&lt;br /&gt;10. Do not constantly tell me my friends are hot, that's just a major turn off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My top 5 favourite junk food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;2. Donuts&lt;br /&gt;3. Chips&lt;br /&gt;4. Those buns you get in 7-11&lt;br /&gt;5. Canned drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 things I wish would happen soon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Graduation&lt;br /&gt;2. Career&lt;br /&gt;3. Marriage&lt;br /&gt;4. Winning the lottery&lt;br /&gt;5. Peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 ridiculous things I wish to do before I die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bungee jump with Linda, while smoking cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;2. Travel everywhere, without having to worry about a budget&lt;br /&gt;3. Join Amazing Race with Linda, hehe&lt;br /&gt;4. Cook the most amazing 3 course meal anyone has ever seen/tasted before&lt;br /&gt;5. Own an empire&lt;br /&gt;6. Have the ability to control technology, therefore control human beings&lt;br /&gt;7. Go on an amazing date, whereby my date can read my mind and obeys it&lt;br /&gt;8. Design my own shoes&lt;br /&gt;9. Breakfast in Paris, Lunch in Rome and Dinner in New York&lt;br /&gt;10. Publish so many books, i'll make J.K Rowling look like a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My top 10 recently most addictive songs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Secondhand Serenade - Awake&lt;br /&gt;2. Jordin Sparks - One Step At A Time&lt;br /&gt;3. Yuna - After Midnight&lt;br /&gt;4. Leona Lewis - Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;5. The Script - The Man Who Can't Be Moved&lt;br /&gt;6. Beyonce - If I Were A Boy&lt;br /&gt;7. Secondhand Serenade - Pretend&lt;br /&gt;8. Britney Spears - Womanizer&lt;br /&gt;9. Christina Aguilera - Keeps Getting Better&lt;br /&gt;10. Flo Rida feat. Will.I.Am - In The Ayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;People I wish to tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG! Puas kau Ismal? Tersiksa jiwa batin...haih. Finally habis...&lt;br /&gt;so guys, Good Luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;FinZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-883173514536380976?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/883173514536380976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=883173514536380976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/883173514536380976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/883173514536380976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-by-ismal.html' title='Tagged by Ismal!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5729353007168109774</id><published>2008-10-26T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T05:38:36.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>This one takes the Cake!</title><content type='html'>So, i was YM-ing with this guy, so i thought he was coming on to me la ( a bit vain i know, but at least i'm honest)...anyways, halfway through our conversation i found out he was actually trying to ngorat my man...this is a guy, might i remind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! and when i thought people cannot get weirder...&lt;br /&gt;You do not, by any means, flirt with a guy, thru his girlfriend! wtf? r u retarded? begok doh...&lt;br /&gt;anywhoo...i had a great time laughing my ass off, thanks for that! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5729353007168109774?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5729353007168109774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5729353007168109774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5729353007168109774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5729353007168109774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-one-takes-cake.html' title='This one takes the Cake!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7855059335660216444</id><published>2008-10-26T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:10:19.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Food for Thought 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SQQoB6__XQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hsYgFvN9DMU/s1600-h/starbucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SQQoB6__XQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hsYgFvN9DMU/s320/starbucks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261374278158212354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inexplicably long lines.&lt;br /&gt;Preposterous pricing for a mediocre product.&lt;br /&gt;Bad music.&lt;br /&gt;Pretentious interior design.&lt;br /&gt;Self-important employees.&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;A founder who owns an NBA team and is laughing all the way to the bank -- at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, R. It's business. Nothing personal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7855059335660216444?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7855059335660216444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7855059335660216444' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7855059335660216444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7855059335660216444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/10/food-for-thought-02.html' title='Food for Thought 02'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SQQoB6__XQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hsYgFvN9DMU/s72-c/starbucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1465680298124393187</id><published>2008-10-26T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:01:29.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crapology 101'/><title type='text'>Online Drama.</title><content type='html'>I love IM-ming. Always have, always will. some people would think that this allows me to be someone i'm not. who's gonna know right? but  it is quite the opposite actually. When i'm in cyber space, i get to be exactly who I am, and the best part is, it is judgement free. no one cares who you are, no one judges. there are people who lie about who they are and shit, but hey, that's not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are certain things i can do without when i'm logged onto my Yahoo! Messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.    Some guy wanting to talk about sex but doesn't have the balls to say it, instead he says "hey, you ni open-minded tak". so, if i say i am, then i should automatically start harassing you with my emoticons, is that it? get a dictionary. i'll give you a hint; open-minded does not mean sex maniac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.    People who abuse the availability of my webcam. if i deny you access, it means i don't want you, a stranger, to see me in the comfort of my own home. do not say i'm sombong just because i don't "feel" you. eghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.    People who abuse the "buzz" function. hello, it's there so as for you to alert me if ur online. if we're already chatting and i, let's say, delay my reply for like 4 seconds, you can wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.    Impatient people. these people actually merajuk if i reply a tad bit late. wtf? are we in the 1st grade? obviously if i'm online, then i'll be doing other things as well. surfing the net, dl-ing songs. my world does not revolve around you, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.    i have a bone to pick with Yahoo!. so, you created the "appear offline" function. kudos! i love it! but then, you created the "see who's offline" function. hmm...out of all the nerds, geeks and smart people working for Yahoo! not one of you guys stood up and said "hey, that defeats the purpose!" well i'm gonna say it..it defeats the fucking purpose. erghhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's all i can think of right now. Don't get me wrong, there are still a lot of things I love about YM. hehe...i get to blabber with my friends for free and its so fun to get to know new people who can actually turn out to be very pleasant and we could actually be friends for a very long time. Viva le YM! ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1465680298124393187?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1465680298124393187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1465680298124393187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1465680298124393187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1465680298124393187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/10/online-drama.html' title='Online Drama.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-7579729097674810645</id><published>2008-10-24T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:47:36.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Slit</title><content type='html'>Today, your words felt like a knife. Honestly. Why do you do this so easily?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-7579729097674810645?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/7579729097674810645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=7579729097674810645' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7579729097674810645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/7579729097674810645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/10/slit.html' title='Slit'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-1626345106030542822</id><published>2008-10-08T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T08:37:59.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what&apos;s a label?'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy Me! haih..</title><content type='html'>No rest for the next two fucking weeks. Damn. I have work up to my nose. Damn. I don't know where to start. Damn. Sape nak tolong i? Damn. Need a PA, tapi xde duit nak hire. Damn. Need a vacation. Ouh, need money for that jugak. Damn. PLEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My upcoming birthday? hmm...ade keje jugak...&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is my 21st birthday gift from the universe...grow up and own your responsibilities, biatch!! mm hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-1626345106030542822?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/1626345106030542822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=1626345106030542822' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1626345106030542822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/1626345106030542822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-busy-me-haih.html' title='Busy Busy Me! haih..'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-8601829591165691652</id><published>2008-09-30T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T19:38:21.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cruella DeVulgar'/><title type='text'>Our Most Valuable Duit Raya. Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SOMaooDF8cI/AAAAAAAAADg/caXFTvBGICY/s1600-h/kitties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SOMaooDF8cI/AAAAAAAAADg/caXFTvBGICY/s320/kitties.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252070875691610562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Cruella DeVulgar and her bundles of joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! we did it. actually Linda did it. i just "oohed and ahhhed" thru the phone. But yes, Cruella is a first time mummy and we're proud grandmamas! hahahahaha.. I'M SO FREAKING HAPPY I CANNOT REMEMBER THE MEANING OF HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 5, i repeat FIVE little ones (count 'em if you can) and they're all oh-s0-adorable!. And the best part, all on the first of Syawal. Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-8601829591165691652?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/8601829591165691652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=8601829591165691652' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8601829591165691652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/8601829591165691652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-most-valuable-duit-raya-ever.html' title='Our Most Valuable Duit Raya. Ever.'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SOMaooDF8cI/AAAAAAAAADg/caXFTvBGICY/s72-c/kitties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332123314154666111.post-5459725482450731661</id><published>2008-09-18T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:43:18.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Won! yay!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so entered this Word Triathlon thingy in campus just now. we had to complete a crossword puzzle, an anogram and answer these questions regarding animal babies. (what is a baby aligator? alibaby..aha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what?? I WON!! woot! woot! and with a score of 92 summore...:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as the first prize, i got MPH vouchers worth rm80. not much, but it's high time i get new books to fall in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanx goes to L, because she pushed me to enter at the very last minute, and helped me a lot too! even though she kene marah by the organizers! hehe...that's y i love her!&lt;br /&gt;my classmates helped too! thanx guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, a jolly good day in campus! except for one or two mishaps. but we're good, or we will be good.heh. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/332123314154666111-5459725482450731661?l=pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/feeds/5459725482450731661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=332123314154666111&amp;postID=5459725482450731661' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5459725482450731661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/332123314154666111/posts/default/5459725482450731661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pinacoladasunrise.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-won-yay.html' title='I Won! yay!'/><author><name>Stephanie Morris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13298321565641729026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f6esq5gRens/SfM0rxt9ypI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Khu-jVjvPDQ/s1600-R/Black_Rose_by_Ketmara.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
