<?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-11435814</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:37:44.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet purple...</title><subtitle type='html'>about himself. just about himself. a person who is in search of his true identity. he's sick and tired of living in a world full of controversy and embarrassment. Trying to be different without making any difference around him.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>muhammad sulaiman surani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17506822024172781060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435814.post-112487002795008799</id><published>2005-08-24T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T15:53:47.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm... how coincidential...</title><content type='html'>i was reading through kairin's journal. And somehow it reminded me of... as according to him, memories nor recollections seems fit, but however, let me say it as incident that happened months back. Erm. i must say that we kinda had the same incident, or well perhaps most of us do. (if you know what i mean). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine, it doesn't starts from IRC. It was more of like a web personals. As you might know, teenagers often engaged themselves with these stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the similar incident that i had was when i was 20? not as young as 17. it happened at erm... city hall.. no no... it was at raffles city... what's the cafe beside starbucks? cafe cartel... if im not mistaken. well.. i was with 3 other friends. I met them after is invited me for dinner with them. So you see, these two other guys are total strangers. So. we had dinner and moved to cafe cartel for coffee. I felt rather "disconnected" with them. I mean... they have known each other for quite sometime and i was like the "stranger" for them. That's what makes me feel "disconnected" or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the conversation that we had was quite cool. if only i coukd participate well enough, then i must have enjoyed the evening. Well, it was months ago. And yes, it feels like it's being going on and on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to think about all those agin, i think, is rather quite nice. It's not everyday that we have the chance to really sit and have a good conversation even though it would be with a stranger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reminding me kairin. even though it's purely coincidential . . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435814-112487002795008799?l=titikungu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/feeds/112487002795008799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435814&amp;postID=112487002795008799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/112487002795008799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/112487002795008799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/2005/08/mmm-how-coincidential.html' title='mmm... how coincidential...'/><author><name>muhammad sulaiman surani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17506822024172781060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435814.post-112259477241067279</id><published>2005-07-29T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T11:24:22.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dunno wat to do.....</title><content type='html'>you know, i actually joined this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gamelan&lt;/span&gt; workshop. YES! i did... i know it sounds lame... but it's true... what's worse, i've actually attended the first lesson. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i joined with suhailah... we were so excited at first... but then now... i thought of quitting. i signed up because of sup. but now... it seems that i have to tell sop that i am gonna quit. but i feel bad. op was so excited that i n su have signed up. i don't want to turn sop down. but how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second lesson is tomorrow... arrrrgghhh... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iam dead meat&lt;/span&gt;.sorry sop...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435814-112259477241067279?l=titikungu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/feeds/112259477241067279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435814&amp;postID=112259477241067279' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/112259477241067279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/112259477241067279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-dunno-wat-to-do.html' title='i dunno wat to do.....'/><author><name>muhammad sulaiman surani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17506822024172781060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435814.post-112045602453057288</id><published>2005-07-04T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T13:47:04.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurrrayyy</title><content type='html'>well... schools starts today. my 1st semester of 3rd year. quite cool. but quite stressful since lasalle has a new standard. i mean, the course that iam learning for my final year would be more like a BA standard. which is like a bit stressful i must say. the sad thing is that i won't be having any graduation show. the college will only have BA graduation show. meaning to say that the college strongly advice us to proceed to BA after our diploma. but i dun think i can though. unless the government would be so kind to allow me to proceed on. and defer for another year. insyaallah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435814-112045602453057288?l=titikungu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/feeds/112045602453057288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435814&amp;postID=112045602453057288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/112045602453057288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/112045602453057288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/2005/07/hurrrayyy.html' title='hurrrayyy'/><author><name>muhammad sulaiman surani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17506822024172781060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435814.post-111743615344009315</id><published>2005-05-30T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:55:53.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>attention!!!!</title><content type='html'>attention all video enthusiasts! check this out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435814-111743615344009315?l=titikungu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.whatisbroken.com' title='attention!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/feeds/111743615344009315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435814&amp;postID=111743615344009315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/111743615344009315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/111743615344009315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/2005/05/attention.html' title='attention!!!!'/><author><name>muhammad sulaiman surani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17506822024172781060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11435814.post-111743501177124302</id><published>2005-05-27T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T14:36:51.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks suhaila</title><content type='html'>Thanks Suhaila&lt;br /&gt;Met suhaila at city hall… As planned, we went to the peninsular plaza to meet aini. Suhaila managed to convinced aini about the facilitator service. We met her at her own jamming studio. She a lasalle’s students also of course. Met her a few times in college but didn’t exchange words with each other. She agreed to join us as a facilitator after reading the proposal. Shared a few things, and yes of course… for the first time in my entire life, I saw suhaila dancing and singing a dangdut song! I know it sounds crazy and ‘kental’ but yes she did it… even though her ‘gelek’ wasn’t really promising but at least she knows the lyrics! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, we talked about sop tulang. Every time I am with her, our main topic would be about sop tulang, or venka or salleh jappar, or dr muku. They are actually lasalle’s lecturer lah hor… of course she talked about how gorgeous sop tulang is. And venka. Like as if there’s nothing else to talked about! Iam just waiting for a moment where she would she… oh my goodness sulaiman, salleh jappar is so gorgeous!... hahaha… gelak gelak gelak… tak leh angkat… cannot imagine…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11435814-111743501177124302?l=titikungu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/feeds/111743501177124302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11435814&amp;postID=111743501177124302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/111743501177124302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11435814/posts/default/111743501177124302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://titikungu.blogspot.com/2005/05/thanks-suhaila.html' title='thanks suhaila'/><author><name>muhammad sulaiman surani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17506822024172781060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
