<?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-5462154845336237278</id><updated>2011-07-08T02:01:07.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>black tuxedo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-2224530371250719762</id><published>2010-08-12T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T00:48:03.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 5: Curbing the urge to eat needlessly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TGo-K62TxGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VEKUWWn2N-g/s1600/DSC00791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506281851730510946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TGo-K62TxGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VEKUWWn2N-g/s400/DSC00791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ate a lot and still, my weight won't increase...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello everybody! I really hoped everyone is doing&lt;b&gt; fine&lt;/b&gt;. To all Muslim readers out there, i wished &lt;b&gt;Happy Fasting&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;may&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Allah bless&lt;/b&gt; you guys in this &lt;i&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, straight to the &lt;b&gt;point&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every time fasting, I always had trouble in &lt;b&gt;controlling my diet&lt;/b&gt;. You see, it's not that I eat less but I tend to &lt;b&gt;eat needlessly&lt;/b&gt;. I stuffed virtually &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; that I bought at &lt;i&gt;Ramadhan Bazaar&lt;/i&gt; into my tummy. I &lt;b&gt;tried to&lt;/b&gt; control my budget @ &lt;b&gt;spending habits&lt;/b&gt; but, all come to &lt;b&gt;no avail&lt;/b&gt;. Last few day ago, &lt;b&gt;Mr. Lemon&lt;/b&gt; had kindly invite me to a &lt;i&gt;Ramadhan Bazaar&lt;/i&gt; at &lt;b&gt;Putrajaya&lt;/b&gt;. As you guessed it, I spent &lt;b&gt;RM30&lt;/b&gt; for the food. Partly, because I &lt;b&gt;rarely&lt;/b&gt; goes out to bazaar far away, and partly I was in sheer &lt;b&gt;stress&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;eat&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;hell&lt;/i&gt; lot when I'm in stress you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fortunately, it's &lt;b&gt;happened&lt;/b&gt; every time. So, my money are &lt;b&gt;mostly spent&lt;/b&gt; on food to be exact. But, I'm very thankful to &lt;b&gt;Allah&lt;/b&gt;, cause I don't gained &lt;b&gt;excessive weight&lt;/b&gt; from my terrible diet, &lt;i&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/i&gt;. Seriously, lots of women &lt;b&gt;envied&lt;/b&gt; me for this, and &lt;b&gt;regardless how much I ate&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;my mama&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;my auntie&lt;/i&gt; will always complaint I'm &lt;b&gt;lacking&lt;/b&gt; of meals or some sort, hurm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, &lt;b&gt;Mr. Lemon&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Topek&lt;/b&gt; organized an &lt;i&gt;Iftar&lt;/i&gt; at Lemon's house. Again, &lt;b&gt;thank you&lt;/b&gt; for the invitation. And there's &lt;b&gt;Razfira, Aneese, Miss Kerenyeh &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Shu&lt;/b&gt; altogether. Seemed like a gathering of bloggers eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had: f&lt;i&gt;ried rice, baked macaroni, bbq-ed chicken, prawn, fish, fruit punch, fruit salad, coleslaw &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; fruit jelly&lt;/i&gt;. Everything was &lt;strong&gt;delicious&lt;/strong&gt;, and well made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of course, I ate till my tummy &lt;b&gt;expands&lt;/b&gt; the way it shouldn't be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-2224530371250719762?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2224530371250719762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=2224530371250719762' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/2224530371250719762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/2224530371250719762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2010/08/act-5-curbing-urge-to-eat-needlessly.html' title='Act 5: Curbing the urge to eat needlessly.'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TGo-K62TxGI/AAAAAAAAAEM/VEKUWWn2N-g/s72-c/DSC00791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-3105680166953300484</id><published>2010-08-07T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T06:16:58.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 4: Adrenaline RUSH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TF1b7na0bHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Q2ePDbKKX-U/s1600/DSC00626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TF1b7na0bHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Q2ePDbKKX-U/s400/DSC00626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502655399468493938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A must-have for a typical and studious gamers&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had &lt;b&gt;trouble&lt;/b&gt; to update my blog regularly...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I practically had &lt;b&gt;no idea&lt;/b&gt; of what to share...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there's been a huge gap within each &lt;i&gt;Acts&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, when I had something that &lt;b&gt;motivated&lt;/b&gt; me to blogging...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can went as far as &lt;b&gt;multiple posts&lt;/b&gt; update in a &lt;b&gt;single day&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wrote in &lt;b&gt;English&lt;/b&gt; just to prove that even a &lt;b&gt;Malay can speak English too&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, there's &lt;b&gt;nothing wrong&lt;/b&gt; with that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do whatever you &lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt; at...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put your blog in &lt;i&gt;Spanish&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Arabic&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;Mandarin&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a&lt;b&gt; pacifist&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I &lt;b&gt;rarely fight&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I do, oh, you &lt;b&gt;don't want&lt;/b&gt; to know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;b&gt;played games&lt;/b&gt; quite a lot especially PSP and NDS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now in &lt;b&gt;dire need&lt;/b&gt; of someone who can kills time with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's play &lt;i&gt;Naruto Shippuden: Narutimate Accer 3&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hinata: &lt;b&gt;Hakke, Rokujyuu Yonshou!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-3105680166953300484?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3105680166953300484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=3105680166953300484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/3105680166953300484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/3105680166953300484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2010/08/act-4-adrenaline-rush.html' title='Act 4: Adrenaline RUSH!'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TF1b7na0bHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Q2ePDbKKX-U/s72-c/DSC00626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-8045491123856509753</id><published>2010-08-03T02:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:13:45.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 3: Google Chrome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyImVwalvI/AAAAAAAAADc/aVwQuv-0YeI/s1600/Google+Chrome.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyImVwalvI/AAAAAAAAADc/aVwQuv-0YeI/s400/Google+Chrome.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502423036996523762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chrome baby, yeehaw!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally I'm &lt;i&gt;Google Chrome&lt;/i&gt;-ing! Really, you should try it sometimes. I don't know how to measure it in relative of speed, but I'm captivated by it feature: you can &lt;b&gt;customize&lt;/b&gt; the look.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved something that you can personalize on. Because maybe due to my nature, I don't like &lt;b&gt;everything to look so uniform&lt;/b&gt;. Hence, I do my best to decorate or alter it so that it has the feel of one-of-a-kind. It really cool however, like, you can show off your &lt;b&gt;creativity&lt;/b&gt; and such. As the blog is written, it has been four days since I installed it on my PC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's this incident involving &lt;b&gt;friend request issues&lt;/b&gt; on my &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt;.  Whenever somebody requesting me to their roster, I first checked his/her mutual friends list. Then i made a cross-referencing to which someone I might knew. Basically, if one do not have somebody in common with mine, meaning, the person who requesting is &lt;b&gt;a complete stranger&lt;/b&gt;. These people, I completely ignored them. There's one who sent the request to me the other day. When I send her a message asking who she really is, she simply replied: "&lt;i&gt;Sorry, I've been mistaking you for somebody else. You can ignore the request&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;b&gt;LOL&lt;/b&gt;, I've been receiving such script &lt;b&gt;many times&lt;/b&gt; already over the years of I'm into Facebook. the idea is, we do not want strangers to get into your account. We don't want someone stalking your profile. I would, however, &lt;b&gt;consider&lt;/b&gt; into accepting the friend request if they put a brief &lt;b&gt;introductory messages&lt;/b&gt;. After all, Alanne is considerate, well really...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, lately I had trouble in my sleeping pattern. When the time around 9.00 p.m, I would be too &lt;b&gt;drowsy&lt;/b&gt; as if I'm drugged. I hardly can open my eyes, feeling &lt;b&gt;terribly fatigued&lt;/b&gt;, and I can't think straight. I need to have my medical checkup regularly then. There's seemed to be a bit of &lt;b&gt;discoloration on my skin&lt;/b&gt; although I gladly it happened. I'm appeared to be more whitish-pale as my colleague noticed. I detest how much my appearance over the past year looked, to the point I abhorred myself. It's been a &lt;b&gt;tormenting&lt;/b&gt; memory to remember...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try my best to stay healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-8045491123856509753?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8045491123856509753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=8045491123856509753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/8045491123856509753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/8045491123856509753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2010/08/act-3-google-chrome.html' title='Act 3: Google Chrome!'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyImVwalvI/AAAAAAAAADc/aVwQuv-0YeI/s72-c/Google+Chrome.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-7237558550369121016</id><published>2010-07-27T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T14:41:15.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 2: After these while and its just two!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFSSSJpxHzI/AAAAAAAAADU/mzkotupQbFo/s1600/DSC09331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500181885452623666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFSSSJpxHzI/AAAAAAAAADU/mzkotupQbFo/s400/DSC09331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's me at Terengganu.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't believe how slow the blog seems. I've been reading friend's blogs and even comments on their posts but I'm hardly get to updating the contents of MY OWN blog. Such a shame though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, you can say the problem was partly due to sluggishness of the broadband. It took me like, ages to upload the picture and mostly, it diconnected in the middle of the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's this theory a friend of mine came up with. The number of malaysian bloggers are increasing over the years. While internet services are getting cheaper, more people afford to have internet connection everywhere. It is a good thing though, people have some places to express their thought albeit almost 90% of it get screened most of the time. Whatever happened to "&lt;em&gt;Freedom of Speech&lt;/em&gt;" notion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back to business. These past years of blogging made me realize one thing: I love to read but not-so-love to write. I enjoyed reading other people's blog but I'm hardly updating mine. Initially I planned to make the blog some sort of picture diary. Now that i had problem uploading pictures, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have to reconsidered every aspect of blogging from language style, contents, and of course, availability of myself to goes online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But blogging is enjoyable of course. I got to know my friends well. Relieving stress and such. But everything depends solely on the blog contents. So at least when blogging, I got something to talk to in class with my three beautiful bloggers (&lt;a href="http://razfira.blogspot.com/"&gt;razfira&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://folic2dam.blogspot.com/"&gt;folic2dam&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://anieys.blogspot.com/"&gt;anieys&lt;/a&gt;), getting in touch with long lost friend (&lt;a href="http://www.redskullshapebur.blogspot.com/"&gt;hadi&lt;/a&gt;), understanding the life better (&lt;a href="http://groovycrunch.blogspot.com/"&gt;shue&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://puisitepijalan.blogspot.com/"&gt;fynn&lt;/a&gt;) and to evaluate my proficiency in English (&lt;a href="http://littlethots.blogspot.com/"&gt;madam azimah&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hurray, now I updated my blog! &lt;a href="http://puteri88.blogspot.com/"&gt;princess nurfatimahz&lt;/a&gt;, please read this post hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-7237558550369121016?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7237558550369121016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=7237558550369121016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/7237558550369121016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/7237558550369121016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2010/07/act-2-after-these-while-and-its-just.html' title='Act 2: After these while and its just two!?'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFSSSJpxHzI/AAAAAAAAADU/mzkotupQbFo/s72-c/DSC09331.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-3265472894026055918</id><published>2010-03-29T12:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T12:30:24.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 1: When all hell break loose...</title><content type='html'>As students, we really enjoyed the time when classes were cancelled. The news will be even greater if it were told sooner, so that we can practically continue sleeps. I still don't understand though, we've almost finished third year already but class is still skipped without any feeling of remorse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously the problem that I still troubled with is how to put a regular update to my blog. As you can see, the last post was about early February ago. Kinda feel ashamed to my fellow bloggers who manage to keep their blogs updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, need to do something with this broadband and my thought. Please, may the ideas flow like a cascade, Amin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noticed there's no picture for this post? The system failed to upload the photo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-3265472894026055918?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/3265472894026055918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=3265472894026055918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/3265472894026055918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/3265472894026055918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2010/03/act-1-when-all-hell-break-loose.html' title='Act 1: When all hell break loose...'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-6253267041868776469</id><published>2010-02-16T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T06:29:42.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prologue: Start of the Season two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/S3qqzdyfedI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2a0_Nl6Ywes/s1600-h/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438847301149751762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/S3qqzdyfedI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2a0_Nl6Ywes/s400/DSC00752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refreshing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lets start with season two! Albeit two months delay, yeah, I've been too busy with tutoring a PMR student. It was a good paid afterall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So please pray that I can upload updates to this blog without any difficulties. And for dear bloggers, Pizah, Ann, Anieys, and all the readers out there please lend me your supports!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-6253267041868776469?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6253267041868776469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=6253267041868776469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/6253267041868776469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/6253267041868776469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2010/02/prologue-start-of-season-two.html' title='Prologue: Start of the Season two!'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/S3qqzdyfedI/AAAAAAAAAC0/2a0_Nl6Ywes/s72-c/DSC00752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-4846653055663191740</id><published>2009-12-31T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:07:51.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epilogue: What Have I Did for Myself?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Szy9QUUNeoI/AAAAAAAAACs/2H5iGpr6xWE/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421416139476269698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Szy9QUUNeoI/AAAAAAAAACs/2H5iGpr6xWE/s400/DSC00699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apek and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In an hour later, 2009 will kiss us bye-bye. Hence, come 2010. I pray, hopefully 2010 will brought more prosperous and happiness for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For past few months, it seems that I managed to produce almost 10 posts. I really wish I could had more time dedicated to blogging but sometimes, ideas just don't flow the way I hoped it would be. Always, New Year's Eve is the most boring moment. Practically, I don't know what to do despite that everybody went celebrating on their on way. When you're 21 and you're still single, you'll know how bad it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done to please myself? When you have nobody to care, you care for yourselves. Simple isn't it? I spent literally to pamper myself. So, while everybody out, I indulge myself with chocolates, Slurpee, Soda drinks, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets meet again in the upcoming season of &lt;em&gt;"Black Tuxedo".&lt;/em&gt; I pray for all the best and a Happy New Year to faithful readers of this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-4846653055663191740?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/4846653055663191740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=4846653055663191740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/4846653055663191740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/4846653055663191740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/12/epilogue-what-have-i-did-for-myself.html' title='Epilogue: What Have I Did for Myself?'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Szy9QUUNeoI/AAAAAAAAACs/2H5iGpr6xWE/s72-c/DSC00699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-1991135416419300910</id><published>2009-12-26T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T17:19:56.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 10: Absence of logic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sza0rr6Z0mI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZWc_8DZHPsc/s1600-h/DSC00721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419717864202031714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sza0rr6Z0mI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZWc_8DZHPsc/s400/DSC00721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Homemade Vs Victoria Station&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its been a long time since I last eaten a beef steak. That was like, 3 years ago I think. Seriously, you can saved up extra cash if you know the tricks. In a few upcoming days, 2009 will end. Hello 2010!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Per se&lt;/em&gt;, I have to post something as epilogue for 2009. Thats okay, I'll think of it anyways. Hopefully before starting of next year. Oh, don't know what to write...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-1991135416419300910?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1991135416419300910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=1991135416419300910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/1991135416419300910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/1991135416419300910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/12/act-10-absence-of-logic.html' title='Act 10: Absence of logic.'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sza0rr6Z0mI/AAAAAAAAACA/ZWc_8DZHPsc/s72-c/DSC00721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-8273849000432790208</id><published>2009-11-15T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T17:10:33.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 9: What is happening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/SwA04S8FQnI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0-MD-28nkX0/s1600-h/DSC00677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404377694605754994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/SwA04S8FQnI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0-MD-28nkX0/s400/DSC00677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apprehending the value of Mottainai.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As you can see, there's almost about a month since I last posting something on the blog. Please don't blame me, its the internet connection being so poor these days. I, in the end, subscribed the broadband service. Now I had a strong connection access anywhere and everywhere. Only the problem is the time taken for photo uploading, wish it were quicker...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-8273849000432790208?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8273849000432790208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=8273849000432790208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/8273849000432790208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/8273849000432790208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/11/act-9-what-is-happening.html' title='Act 9: What is happening?'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/SwA04S8FQnI/AAAAAAAAAB0/0-MD-28nkX0/s72-c/DSC00677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-8199436996587358727</id><published>2009-09-10T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:17:48.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 8: Me and my vest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sq3GokTpWxI/AAAAAAAAABk/UfcgRGBSi70/s1600-h/DSC00652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381175530020756242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sq3GokTpWxI/AAAAAAAAABk/UfcgRGBSi70/s400/DSC00652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All well ends well...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently, in almost all anime I watched, there were many characters which potrayed as good looking guy, wearing vest. Man, I was so engrossed in one, characters like &lt;em&gt;Karino Tadashi&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;em&gt;Special A, Walter&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;em&gt;Hellsing&lt;/em&gt;, then this character from &lt;em&gt;Facebook&lt;/em&gt; group; &lt;em&gt;Yangsterz&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a few weeks ago, I searched all nooks and cranny in the bustling city of Kuala Lumpur to buy one. Along the train ride, I can't help myself but imagining how do I look wearing a white shirt, red tie, black slack, black shoe, and most importantly, a vest that complementing this perfection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long before fasting though. With little to no effort, I stumbled upon one by chance. How lucky I am after all! Outside, there were this display of black suit. I noticed the price tag, about two hundred...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I quickly made my purchase and went straight home. Really couldn't sleep that night, too anxious for tomorrow. Then only I made a resolution, I'm going to wear it on special occassion only. Well, familiarity breeds contempt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the present. My group is going to do a presentation (&lt;em&gt;Notice that the two sentences was a pun!&lt;/em&gt;). Can't decide what to wear, so I opt the previous outfits. It all goes well that day, my face can't shine anymore brighter. Praise after praise, envies and all sort of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's this honest comment, "Alanne, you're just like my favourite character from&lt;em&gt; The Coffee Prince&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I will be looking as a waiter of sort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm tall, slender, and got the looks after all. Very well suited for &lt;em&gt;Shoujo&lt;/em&gt; or romance dramas. Anyone, need a leading actor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-8199436996587358727?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8199436996587358727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=8199436996587358727' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/8199436996587358727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/8199436996587358727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-8-me-and-my-vest.html' title='Act 8: Me and my vest.'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sq3GokTpWxI/AAAAAAAAABk/UfcgRGBSi70/s72-c/DSC00652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-6929001197008853540</id><published>2009-09-07T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:34:23.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 7: Caught abusing food samples!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sq3HP34A3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/x6eYxmnTJts/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381176205288464162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sq3HP34A3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/x6eYxmnTJts/s400/DSC00651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yummy! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Last Saturday, I was tasked monitoring a small stall that sells &lt;em&gt;kuih raya&lt;/em&gt;. The owner were the same person, so I deliberately took the job without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For stall that sell foods, fasting that day was really taxing. Cookies, cakes were all around me. The Indian salesgirl infront of me happily chatting, while slurping ice cream. Next to them, a shoplot that specialize in women lingerie. With posters women wearing bra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's iftar. I ate &lt;em&gt;puteri mandi&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;badak berendam&lt;/em&gt;. It's soo delicious! Of course, my favourite is &lt;em&gt;Mariami A Grade&lt;/em&gt; dates. It's so dry and I like it compared to Bam dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then I watched over the stall a little bit more, till 10 pm. Then I noticed something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a container of sample cookies! There was &lt;em&gt;Almond London, Strawberry Cookie, Marble Shortbread, Mazola Cookie, Batang Buruk&lt;/em&gt;, etc.. At first, I just took one of the cookies and eat them. Gosh! It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the shop to close, unintentionally, I store the cookies into my tummy, one right after another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, the shopkeeper asked me, "Where's the sample?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-6929001197008853540?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6929001197008853540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=6929001197008853540' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/6929001197008853540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/6929001197008853540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-7-caught-abusing-food-samples.html' title='Act 7: Caught abusing food samples!'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sq3HP34A3yI/AAAAAAAAABs/x6eYxmnTJts/s72-c/DSC00651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-6866700184841366671</id><published>2009-09-05T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T08:44:40.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 6: Lost &amp; drifting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/SqPT5he3BvI/AAAAAAAAABU/Vokkhyz7_oo/s1600-h/DSC00648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378375365204313842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/SqPT5he3BvI/AAAAAAAAABU/Vokkhyz7_oo/s400/DSC00648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally the starting of Ruby &amp;amp; Sapphire saga...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Recently, I find it hard to focus. Last semester, I took this parapsychology class. It's some sort of learning psychology-related stuff, and it is bonus if you took degree in communication or counselling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was a private lesson, so not much known about it anyways. Besides, who ever interested anyways? During the lesson, we learnt how to interact with peoples, focusing our mind on various things, and the best part is, doing some psychic stuff. The mentor, knows some mind-bursting psychic things like levitating, telekinetic, etc. Of course, I can't do kinesis or sort yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym Leader Sabrina mentioned once that everybody had psychic power, we just don't realize it yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, I haven't get enough rest yesterday. I was occupied watching a few &lt;em&gt;Digimon &lt;/em&gt;movies. The animation were quite bad comparing to the anime version. Stories about &lt;em&gt;Diaboromon&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Terriermon&lt;/em&gt;. It really brings back memories. I watched the movie before about ten years ago. Next year marked the tenth anniversary &lt;em&gt;Pokemon&lt;/em&gt; had emerged in my life. Ten years, can you believe it? All of it seems like just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratefully, I left the day of my schoolhood with rather sweet memories. I managed to know most of the students in my batch, well at least. I gained a pretty good results in major exams. I was in good terms with my teachers and school staffs. I might as well received a considerable popularity albeit becoming over exposing myself. And what more important, the junior students love me, and I can see the warmth when they greet me the last time I went there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanne recommended &lt;em&gt;Graduation&lt;/em&gt; by Vitamin C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at that time, psychic pokemon were too powerful. Pokemon teams were almost always lead by Mewtwo, Alakazam, Dragonite, Raichu, Gengar or the Legendary Birds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-6866700184841366671?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6866700184841366671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=6866700184841366671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/6866700184841366671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/6866700184841366671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-6-lost-drifting.html' title='Act 6: Lost &amp; drifting...'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/SqPT5he3BvI/AAAAAAAAABU/Vokkhyz7_oo/s72-c/DSC00648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-7794925055529146394</id><published>2009-09-02T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:55:08.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 5: Epitome of laziness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp85fyRsEtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lyi6rucmbak/s1600-h/DSC00639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377079698338353874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp85fyRsEtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lyi6rucmbak/s400/DSC00639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not mine...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There should have been a lecture by now. &lt;em&gt;Research Methodology&lt;/em&gt; by Prof. Ahmad Maher. Really, the class size is too huge. I can't really focused on the lecture itself. Fatigue, stress, I deliberately skipped the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shouldn't be a big matter actually, I haven't skipped the class yet. By far, this was the second time. Huhu, save the best for last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for &lt;em&gt;New Moon&lt;/em&gt; to available. Can't wait to know what happened to Bella, Alice, and Rosalie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-7794925055529146394?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/7794925055529146394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=7794925055529146394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/7794925055529146394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/7794925055529146394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-5-epitome-of-laziness.html' title='Act 5: Epitome of laziness.'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp85fyRsEtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/lyi6rucmbak/s72-c/DSC00639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-5857696827999830242</id><published>2009-09-01T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T02:56:29.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 4: Vampire my day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp86vMo1T5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/gKHjJiERTQc/s1600-h/DSC00644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377081062624415634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp86vMo1T5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/gKHjJiERTQc/s400/DSC00644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Almost finished...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is first September. Happy Independence Day to my beloved country, Malaysia. For past few days, I've been constantly update my blog in a uniform paced. Hopefully, it stayed the way it is until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I bought the &lt;em&gt;Twilight &lt;/em&gt;novel the other day. It was Saturday I think. I finished the book as of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I really liked the vampire concept. A sort of 'vegetarian' vampire. They don't drink human blood, but instead, animal blood. I like the character Alice Cullens. She had the ability of precognition. The pairings were also seemed based on their personal synergy. Alice with Jasper, Rosalie with Emmett, Esme with Charlisle, and not to forget Bella and Edward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vampire aren't scary anymore! I thought that having fangs would seems exotic, don't you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-5857696827999830242?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/5857696827999830242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=5857696827999830242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/5857696827999830242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/5857696827999830242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/09/act-4-vampire-my-day.html' title='Act 4: Vampire my day.'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp86vMo1T5I/AAAAAAAAAAs/gKHjJiERTQc/s72-c/DSC00644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-8335660032036565995</id><published>2009-08-30T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:54:44.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 3: I'm Big Spender!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp870_6IICI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ECjw8OVHo1E/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377082261798133794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp870_6IICI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ECjw8OVHo1E/s400/DSC00640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very nice and quite costly...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, it had been a few weeks since I had hold cash. Well, my salary payments were made twice a month. I get a hefty almost 150 bucks that ground up a whooping 300 bucks a month. It was an easy money after all. Like they say, money is as easy as it comes, so it goes. I really wonder where was the mony that I spent actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this month I was so engrossed with the &lt;em&gt;Twilight &lt;/em&gt;saga. The story about a girl named Bella who fallen in love with a vampire, Edward Cullen. The story were a simple one, spiced up with a little romance and a fresh plot. Well, it has been a couple of months since I last read an English literature. it was a duology which is a compilation from a renowned writer, Adibah Amin's &lt;em&gt;As I Was Passing&lt;/em&gt;. That was about two years ago I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeming so, I really had so little time to pamper myself. Without thinking, I grab the book from the shelf, and bought it with my money on the go. The trouble lies later, since I'm a little Mr. Perfectionist, I can't settle down unless I had a complete set of the series in my bookshelf. To make myself contempt, I bought the whole series, excluding the second book, &lt;em&gt;New Moon &lt;/em&gt;which sold out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I had this penchant to bought books that had either sequels or prequel. In the end, I had the whole set and it costs me a month of my salary...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-8335660032036565995?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/8335660032036565995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=8335660032036565995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/8335660032036565995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/8335660032036565995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/act-3-im-big-spender.html' title='Act 3: I&apos;m Big Spender!'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp870_6IICI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ECjw8OVHo1E/s72-c/DSC00640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-2246152668284860603</id><published>2009-08-28T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T09:07:49.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 2: Bridging distant hearts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp88U88_n6I/AAAAAAAAABE/KIDfz32RQHA/s1600-h/DSC00638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377082810760667042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp88U88_n6I/AAAAAAAAABE/KIDfz32RQHA/s400/DSC00638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Connect to the whole world, wirelessly...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I had internet access in my home, I've been in contact with my friend in Sarawak. We never seen each other since last few years ago. Social networking space, and instant messaging had been somewhat useful in bridging people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing each other wellness indeed was a bless. I really looking forward to meet them as soon as possible, but time really constraint. Although we can texting each other, I really wanna hug them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanne attacks, Lovely Kiss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-2246152668284860603?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/2246152668284860603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=2246152668284860603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/2246152668284860603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/2246152668284860603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/act-2-bridging-distant-hearts.html' title='Act 2: Bridging distant hearts.'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp88U88_n6I/AAAAAAAAABE/KIDfz32RQHA/s72-c/DSC00638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-6868870029485720794</id><published>2009-08-27T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:52:07.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Act 1: Humbleness and Modesty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp89L-SGXGI/AAAAAAAAABM/gFpI-WzcDkQ/s1600-h/DSC00626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377083756010429538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp89L-SGXGI/AAAAAAAAABM/gFpI-WzcDkQ/s400/DSC00626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Few important things in my life...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today I was called by a neighbour that she had problem connecting wirelessly. I went to the rescue, but to no avail, the problem wasn't settled the way I hoped. I don't really know what went wrong after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a heartbreaking though. People asking our help expecting that we could at least solve the problem, but failure seems to get in the way. Nevermind, I'll try to come up with something in the future. Hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu, Alanne recommended 한번만 더 by Lee Sung Gi. Song can be downloaded at 4shared.com.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-6868870029485720794?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/6868870029485720794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=6868870029485720794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/6868870029485720794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/6868870029485720794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/act-1-humbleness-and-modesty.html' title='Act 1: Humbleness and Modesty.'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp89L-SGXGI/AAAAAAAAABM/gFpI-WzcDkQ/s72-c/DSC00626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5462154845336237278.post-1600900214818650105</id><published>2009-08-26T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:44:33.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prologue: Of blogging and determination.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp87dFkdojI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Haq3bX4JNWA/s1600-h/DSC00629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377081851001020978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp87dFkdojI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Haq3bX4JNWA/s400/DSC00629.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Presario CQ40&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It has been a very long time since I really updated my blogspace. Come to think of it, all those years had passed since the day I practically destroyed the computer that I've been using past years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I get to hold back a new one, and of course, internet connection in my home. Hopefully I get enough time to spare basically, update the blog with stories of my own mishaps and silliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm Alanne, and I try to be honest with my feelings when I'm writing the blogpost. I will try my best to make my writing as entertaining as possible. Especially, in the efforts of making English the easiest way to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to said than done, I know that. But what really keeping my hand dry from the blogging is the lack of enthusiasm to put on updating the space regularly. I mean, it's such a rare occassion that I'd upload new post of something. I prayed to Allah that may I be bestowed in sheer determination to do something out to the very end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;InsyaAllah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5462154845336237278-1600900214818650105?l=shadowrush.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/feeds/1600900214818650105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5462154845336237278&amp;postID=1600900214818650105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/1600900214818650105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5462154845336237278/posts/default/1600900214818650105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowrush.blogspot.com/2009/08/prologue-of-blogging-and-determination.html' title='Prologue: Of blogging and determination.'/><author><name>Alanne Winhill</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349853255052061667</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/TFyOb9iogzI/AAAAAAAAADk/rb6i8tHDoCQ/S220/DSC00711.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Yo4cfkrkv4o/Sp87dFkdojI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Haq3bX4JNWA/s72-c/DSC00629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
