<?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-6070392960359454042</id><updated>2012-01-28T00:20:56.022+08:00</updated><category term='Recommendations and Reviews'/><category term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><category term='artwork'/><category term='Short Stories'/><category term='Collections'/><category term='Emoticle'/><category term='entertainment'/><category term='Others'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Poems'/><category term='ACCA'/><category term='Japanese English Malay'/><category term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Idiosyncrasies of Izzati Idrus</title><subtitle type='html'>A heavily metaphorical "diary", honest expression of opinions and emotions, an unvisited unappreciated posts for self-actualization. Just a space where I place all of my interests and creations to prove that I have once lived, hated, loved and created. A portfolio in a sort. 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I drew up arrows on the main points instead of just blabbing about it. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even came up with a name for the look this time around. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh, don't I have too much time in my hands now thanks to CNY holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I call it "A Lady's Goth" because it is inspired by the goth/emo/visual kei look. A dark theatrical variation. But I toned it down much because my outfit's theme was more of, as said by my cousin, "Audrey Hepburn style". &lt;i&gt;see &lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2012/01/ivory-and-ebony.html" target="_blank"&gt;白と黒&lt;/a&gt;。&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fcgqNaqRGX8/Tx5zUa0udZI/AAAAAAAABQE/sUKrKvYWMhA/s1600/DSC_0019+copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fcgqNaqRGX8/Tx5zUa0udZI/AAAAAAAABQE/sUKrKvYWMhA/s400/DSC_0019+copy.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to fully line my eyes with &lt;b&gt;black&lt;/b&gt; gel eyeliner, which I did, but being conscious of the overall theme, I then applied &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; eyeshadows. The corner of the eyes were given shadowy effect with grey kohl which further softened the look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was again very light, to allow focus on the eyes and lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ah, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;plum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lips! If you follow my blog, you might recall my wishing for purple lip colour. After many many searches from many many places, I finally found the purple shade I wanted so much! Yay! Banzai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-1140350321934124993?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/1140350321934124993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=1140350321934124993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/1140350321934124993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/1140350321934124993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2012/01/dolledup-ladys-goth.html' title='DolledUp: A Lady&apos;s Goth'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBDpRtqYF9M/Tx5xZPfZfzI/AAAAAAAABP8/wux-X3862eE/s72-c/Screen+shot+2012-01-24+at+4.40.17+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-3424016047477825929</id><published>2012-01-24T01:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T01:11:51.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>DolledUp: CNY Special - the Prosperous Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IeDTKF1umZ4/Tx2O_KB9xbI/AAAAAAAABPY/kJfCT7m2Em8/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IeDTKF1umZ4/Tx2O_KB9xbI/AAAAAAAABPY/kJfCT7m2Em8/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In celebration of chinese new year, I put a touch of chinese influence not only in my fashion style, but also makeup to complement the whole look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lyrfb-V8uU/Tx2PSCQo5eI/AAAAAAAABPo/BZVcDBTWUTw/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-24+at+12.35.35+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="90" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lyrfb-V8uU/Tx2PSCQo5eI/AAAAAAAABPo/BZVcDBTWUTw/s320/Screen+shot+2012-01-24+at+12.35.35+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Focusing on the eyeshadows, I chose to go for gold and earthy brown so that the whole look would not be overwhelming. They did help tone down the fury of red, &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; colour of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Perhaps not very apparent in these photos, but black gel eyeliner was applied only on the eyelids and ended with narrow tips at the corner of the eyes. This was to stay true to the chinese influence as well as to avoid from drawing an illusion of even bigger eyes that may scare people away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gu0O-gQ-uMc/Tx2PKnhmjvI/AAAAAAAABPg/-3rTYyz5N4E/s1600/Screen+shot+2012-01-24+at+12.34.26+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gu0O-gQ-uMc/Tx2PKnhmjvI/AAAAAAAABPg/-3rTYyz5N4E/s320/Screen+shot+2012-01-24+at+12.34.26+AM.png" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course the lips had to be red. As such, I went easy on the blush on the cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was all. Just a simple makeup with little chinese influence to go with my red outfit. ;)&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/6070392960359454042-3424016047477825929?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3424016047477825929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=3424016047477825929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3424016047477825929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3424016047477825929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2012/01/dolledup-cny-special-prosperous-red.html' title='DolledUp: CNY Special - the Prosperous Red'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IeDTKF1umZ4/Tx2O_KB9xbI/AAAAAAAABPY/kJfCT7m2Em8/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-6960268531185800816</id><published>2012-01-24T00:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T01:24:21.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>the Prosperous Red</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year of the Dragon (Yang Water)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2965459.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2965459"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TExfCki3Ib0/Tx2WOpy-f1I/AAAAAAAABP0/ZgFI-gVEJaU/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2012-01-24%2Bat%2B12.05.22%2BAM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TExfCki3Ib0/Tx2WOpy-f1I/AAAAAAAABP0/ZgFI-gVEJaU/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2012-01-24%2Bat%2B12.05.22%2BAM.png" 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type='text'>the Duri</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;the Duri.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;by; Izzati Idrus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;31st Dec 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sovereignty&lt;br /&gt;refutable may it be&lt;br /&gt;wearing its throne of thorns proudly&lt;br /&gt;an armour against many&lt;br /&gt;concealing its vulnerability&lt;br /&gt;soft core faked by a mask so manly&lt;br /&gt;with even an added security&lt;br /&gt;of a smell so bloody nasty&lt;br /&gt;keeping away its enemy&lt;br /&gt;so that untouched it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, but King Durian is cowardly&lt;br /&gt;alike powerful politicians we see&lt;br /&gt;owning a heart so rotten and smelly&lt;br /&gt;promising sweet lies at the expense of many&lt;br /&gt;burning the hearts of society&lt;br /&gt;because to it, "none matters but me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In this dreadful durian season, I have to suffer the terrible smell of durian thanks to having parents who find it irresistible to consume what they claim "the king of fruits". This poem was written by a durian-hater (who once had a durian tree in the compound of her previous house) to reflect her feelings for the fruit after having had to sit in a car for hours with durian-lovers who released the "fanciful scent" every now and then as an inevitable consequence of eating durian on the way of reaching the destination. T_T&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-5161848560403190120?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/5161848560403190120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=5161848560403190120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/5161848560403190120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/5161848560403190120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/12/duri.html' title='the Duri'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-7250337061865606897</id><published>2011-12-20T16:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T19:15:43.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thepoplook.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I probably would not have been so crazy about online shopping, if it wasn't for two of my favourite online shops. One of them is &lt;b&gt;thepoplook.com&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the site's layout presentation easy to the eyes and navigation through the site a breeze. Then there's the FREE domestic shipping *gasp!* Goodbye the need to consider whether or not to purchase an item without combining orders just to make the postage fee worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, the best has got to be the affordable beautiful pieces being offered. Just keep reading and you'll get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first things I bought from thepoplook.com is a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;batwing coffee blouse:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1MBIIEciCOw/TvBBSZ7Iv0I/AAAAAAAABOg/g66mlnntpD8/s400/Bold+Hues+of+Petals%252C+Leaves+and+Branches+copy.jpg" width="251" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The blouse gave a whole different style to the look.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Its versatility meant that I could not help but wear&amp;nbsp;it &lt;i&gt;way&lt;/i&gt; too many times. XD&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(overuse alert!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of versatility, the blue &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;high-waisted harem pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is another such piece. I'm not exactly a fan of harem pants but this one is an exception. The fall of the material is flawless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oa2jUsthSM0/TvBB66VCBeI/AAAAAAAABO4/kr3d1qMejqE/s400/AladdinLeo5+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Without the harem pants, the look would be lacking oomph!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love the harem pants so much I've been thinking of making a series of looks with the pants entitled "Aladdin". The above shall be the first of the series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, but how can I post my favourite items from thepoplook.com without including their popular &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;slinky pleat maxi dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yVFofv_Th-o/TvBBb0VxXsI/AAAAAAAABOo/QJkMyugmEro/s400/Screen+shot+2011-12-20+at+3.42.25+PM.png" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I even wore this dress (with different style) to Singapore to watch Wicked a few days ago!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the simplicity of the dress allows for different styling to be made for different looks. When I bought it, only navy was available but now they come in various colours. I even influenced my sister into buying one of the other colour! hehe.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She got the brown/nude one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another dress which I totally love. I doubt you can find it anywhere else but at thepoplook.com.&amp;nbsp;The gorgeousness of the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;lace bib pink maxi dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is undeniable, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s7AIzk-FVXQ/TvBBjZ8GWAI/AAAAAAAABOw/1zUnMo41d4Y/s400/Denim+Goes+Feminine+copy.png" width="395" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;The lace, the drape of the material and the colour of the dress create a look that oozes femininity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I just received two parcels from thepoplook.com and I can't believe I feel the same happiness each time that I receive my purchase from thepoplook.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KpbM5ZarL4/TvBpiVpUgbI/AAAAAAAABPI/XwZdUIx0GEk/s1600/1539-5145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KpbM5ZarL4/TvBpiVpUgbI/AAAAAAAABPI/XwZdUIx0GEk/s320/1539-5145.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQ-oQDjxe9U/TvBpgGboiAI/AAAAAAAABPA/Dz5fBdmTzdc/s1600/1931-6563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LQ-oQDjxe9U/TvBpgGboiAI/AAAAAAAABPA/Dz5fBdmTzdc/s320/1931-6563.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~Items received from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepoplook.com/"&gt;thepoplook.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; today~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the left one is of POPPY label, thepoplook's in-house brand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure by now, if you love clothes and styles as I do, that you can comprehend just why I frequently purchase from thepoplook.com. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7250337061865606897?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7250337061865606897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=7250337061865606897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7250337061865606897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7250337061865606897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/12/thepoplookcom.html' title='thepoplook.com'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1MBIIEciCOw/TvBBSZ7Iv0I/AAAAAAAABOg/g66mlnntpD8/s72-c/Bold+Hues+of+Petals%252C+Leaves+and+Branches+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-1328380809602291390</id><published>2011-11-26T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T02:50:51.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommendations and Reviews'/><title type='text'>Island, by Komi Naoshi</title><content type='html'>I've always loved reading one-shots because once an idea is introduced, all I want is to know the ending. Perhaps the preference of reading one-shots (as opposed to serial manga) was born out of the poor internet connection I had back when I was in my alma mater, but it seems I still have that preference. But most one-shot mangas that I've read had been disappointing, fine or interesting read. But none quite touched my heart like Island by Komi Naoshi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xt772nU2HHk/Ts_iF8wcRyI/AAAAAAAABOY/Ih1PXA0cknU/s1600/9228l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xt772nU2HHk/Ts_iF8wcRyI/AAAAAAAABOY/Ih1PXA0cknU/s400/9228l.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;photo from myanimelist.net&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of one-shot is the focus on the main plot, hence a lack of divergence from the original idea of the whole story. But one-shot mangas are like short stories, a huge challenge to write, not to capture and hold on the readers' attention like long/serial stories, but to present the whole story within such small frames, such short length and yet able to impress the readers. And Island did just this, with an end that is not definite, just like life, hope and tomorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a go at reading it yourself. It won't take you long. Just 44 pages of brilliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Island by Komi Naoshi &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mangafox.com/manga/island_komi_naoshi/" target="_blank"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-1328380809602291390?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/1328380809602291390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=1328380809602291390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/1328380809602291390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/1328380809602291390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/island-by-komi-naoshi.html' title='Island, by Komi Naoshi'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xt772nU2HHk/Ts_iF8wcRyI/AAAAAAAABOY/Ih1PXA0cknU/s72-c/9228l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-7996800261312298650</id><published>2011-11-21T12:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T22:04:51.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Rain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;by; Izzati Idrus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;How do you feel about rain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;I found Myself asking Me today, when I saw the skies poured water onto the earth. The curiosity was born out of the realization that some jump in joy upon being granted rain while some dread the coming of rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;So Me pondered a little. Considering that I was not one of those unfortunate ones who suffered flood to feel miserable about the rain, nor was I one of those in the drought area to be elated upon the fall of even a drop of rain, I suppose I was just one of those who hadn't thought much about the rain. Until today, when the question suddenly, randomly hit me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Then my father said, "There will always be someone unhappy about something while somebody else is happy about the same thing." Just like the saying, "One man's meat is another man's poison."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;As I'm writing these words, the song "Be Yourself" play on with the lyrics going on about how a bouquet of flowers could relate to both weddings and funerals. Although the song was by Audioslave, I got a flashback of Guns N' Roses' music video for their song November Rain where the bride threw a bouquet of flowers and the next scene showing a dozen of roses landing on a grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;I may have digressed a little, but these things are somehow interconnected. They are all proofs to show that one thing could have more than one light that hits it, more than one angle to look at it. They are all about different perspectives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Hence the question "How do you feel about rain?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Because to some, rain means the sun is not grinning up above to shower Her good sunlight on our heads. It means they cannot go out and play, it means the clothes will get wet and they can get sick playing in the rain. The gloomy grey sky of a rainy day further depresses them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;But to some others, rain means the world is cleansed. All the bad things are watered down today for a fresher, cleaner tomorrow. It means the world is being fed so that it could say its grace later by being greener and bearing fruits for its occupants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;To me, rain is a friend. You see, rain is water and water is like fire. In my mother tongue, there is a proverb that goes "Api kecil kawan, api besar lawan" which literally means "Small fire is a friend, big fire is an enemy". As long as rain does not come in over abundance to cause me inconvenience in any way, I have no reason to make it my enemy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Of course, there had been days when I went "Oh great, now we can't go out" in sinister or "Damn I forgot to bring an umbrella today" but I never had to be so desperate as to sing "rain, rain go away" in vain hope to plead it to please stop. Not even when I just washed my clothes and hung them up to dry. I hadn't the need to ever pray for rain to fall either, just so I could grow crops to survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Because until today, rain has been my friend. For all the times that it was with me and all the times that it was not. There were times when I cried by myself and was glad to know that I was not alone because my tears were accompanied by the rain on the other side of the window. And I could always vividly recall the great sensation of breathing the air after the rain, especially in the mornings. One of the moments I was reminded of how good it was to be alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Rain has been kind to me. I may have only a few friends, but rain is one of them. And for that, I can never forget to be grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7996800261312298650?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7996800261312298650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=7996800261312298650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7996800261312298650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7996800261312298650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/rain.html' title='Rain.'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-1127074031038811742</id><published>2011-11-10T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T12:41:37.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recommendations and Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>FUJIKI NAOHITO ~ an update</title><content type='html'>Comments from a reader on my previous article on the works of Fujiki Naohito I've seen led to my writing this update on his works I've seen thus far! To know that my articles are read just pumps me up about writing more~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'll be mentioning ALL of the movies and dramas starring Fujiki Naohito that I've seen, attempted to see and looking forward to see. For those I've seen, I'll be giving satisfaction meter with 1 being not satisfied and 10 being very satisfied. Yeay, let's get started:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Movies:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hana Yori Dango&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;/span&gt;1995)&lt;br /&gt;(refer &lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/fujiki-naohito.html" target="_blank"&gt;FUJIKI NAOHITO&lt;/a&gt; article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;G@me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;(2003) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[7/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/fujiki-naohito.html" target="_blank"&gt;FUJIKI NAOHITO&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hana Yori Dango -Final-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; [4/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/fujiki-naohito.html" target="_blank"&gt;FUJIKI NAOHITO&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hotaru no Hikari&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2012)&lt;br /&gt;It shouldn't have been a surprise for the drama of the same title being made into a movie, as it was a popular drama. But I was surprised anyway. I hope it won't be as disappointing as Hana Yori Dango -Final-. I'm going to have to wait next year for its release to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dramas:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Great Teacher Onizuka &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(1998)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[5/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/08/teacher-themed-jdramas.html" target="_blank"&gt;Teacher-themed Jdramas&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;Love Revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (2001)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[10/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer &lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/most-beautiful-jdrama.html" target="_blank"&gt;The Most Beautiful - Jdrama&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Antique&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2001)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[6/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/fujiki-naohito.html" target="_blank"&gt;FUJIKI NAOHITO&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Koukou Kyoushi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2003)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[3/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/fujiki-naohito.html" target="_blank"&gt;FUJIKI NAOHITO&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Itoshii Kimi e&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2004)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[7/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/fujiki-naohito.html" target="_blank"&gt;FUJIKI NAOHITO&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow Dance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2005)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[7/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBw6DgkBymI/TrwSvekxcRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/Ai6_nbHlnWw/s1600/Slow-Dance-2005-Japanese.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBw6DgkBymI/TrwSvekxcRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/Ai6_nbHlnWw/s320/Slow-Dance-2005-Japanese.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Overall the drama is commendable except for the fact that the girl who ended up with Fujiki Naohito's character in the drama had an unbearable spoilt selfish personality which I find disgusting in a girl. Luckily the main characters played by &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Fukatsu Eri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tsumabuki Satoshi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were fun to watch. I totally love them as a couple (they also starred in &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Villain/Akunin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; together). Basically the story is about a young guy who has no motivation whatsoever meeting a woman who was once his substitute teacher at school. Ironically he is her driving teacher now. The metaphor of him constantly applying brakes in his life and her needing to brake in her life is shown literally in the beginning of the drama too. I would say it's a kind of slice of life kind of drama. It's fun to watch, really, if you focus only on the main characters, which is unfortunate because I watched the drama for Naohito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hotaru no Hikari&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season 1 (2007)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[6/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;season 2 (2010)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[7/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/fujiki-naohito.html" target="_blank"&gt;FUJIKI NAOHITO&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Around 40&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[9/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBNpjgni5QQ/TrwSsoLhSOI/AAAAAAAABOA/xnEpDXhzl1c/s1600/around40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBNpjgni5QQ/TrwSsoLhSOI/AAAAAAAABOA/xnEpDXhzl1c/s1600/around40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zULSYrHOido/TrwSq2MnW6I/AAAAAAAABN4/O-j-3-jO66I/s1600/around40-01-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="110" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zULSYrHOido/TrwSq2MnW6I/AAAAAAAABN4/O-j-3-jO66I/s200/around40-01-11.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This drama is of the josei genre about independent Japanese women struggling in work and in love, and especially in dealing with society's expectation of what women are expected to be and do. One of the best things about this drama is that the main roles were played by my favourite actor and actress, namely (obviously) Fujiki Naohito and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Amami Yuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Although the drama mainly explores the dilemma of women around 40 years of age, also touches on love as an acceptance beyond status, age, looks and weird personality. It's also funny how Fujiki Naohito's character is always on about "kechi ja nakute, eko desu" which means "it's not about being stingy, it's called ecology" XD I just recently re-watched the series albeit only the scenes that I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saigo no Yakusoku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[8/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMOmnfCP8YA/TrwSi_V5dLI/AAAAAAAABNw/ayMq8MlVgJ8/s1600/10720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IMOmnfCP8YA/TrwSi_V5dLI/AAAAAAAABNw/ayMq8MlVgJ8/s200/10720.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MgJL-ZCMY9A/TrwSucgDBeI/AAAAAAAABOI/YPGNpbNsTAY/s1600/saigo_no_yakusoku.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MgJL-ZCMY9A/TrwSucgDBeI/AAAAAAAABOI/YPGNpbNsTAY/s200/saigo_no_yakusoku.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I only watched this because it was like a movie (it was a one-episode drama special) so I would not need to watch more than one episode. I knew it starred all &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Arashi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; members (of all five I only recognized four) but it was a pleasant surprise to find Fujiki Naohito there! There was also &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Otsuka Nene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, a familiar face from &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (and also Around 40). The story turned out to be pretty interesting although it wasn't all unpredictable. It's probably something to watch for avid Arashi fans or those who wish for short suspense drama to watch for fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Control~ Hanzai Shinri Sousa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2011)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;[4/10]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(refer&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/fujiki-naohito.html" target="_blank"&gt;FUJIKI NAOHITO&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;article)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Shukumei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for a long time now but I haven't been able to find ways to watch it. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Hatsu Taiken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; seems worth watching too, especially since Naohito won Best Supporting Actor for it. I've been postponing watching &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Ichi Rittoru no Namida &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;because I knew it to be damn sad but I guess one fine day I'll get around to watching it somehow. Maybe. I couldn't bring myself to continue watching &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Proposal Daisakusen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; though, as I disliked the main actor and actress (sorry!). I doubt I'll watch even for Naohito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I hope Naohito stars in many more interesting dramas. I can't get enough of him. But at least he is still active in dramas. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Tackey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; seems to have stopped since &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Orthros no Inu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;why?!&lt;/span&gt;) and he needs to quickly catch up because I'm beginning to watch his old drama (&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;News no Onna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;) despite the low quality of the videos just to see him in action T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(all photos from Google)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-1127074031038811742?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/1127074031038811742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=1127074031038811742' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/1127074031038811742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/1127074031038811742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/fujiki-naohito-update.html' title='FUJIKI NAOHITO ~ an update'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBw6DgkBymI/TrwSvekxcRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/Ai6_nbHlnWw/s72-c/Slow-Dance-2005-Japanese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-8408555059564934012</id><published>2011-11-04T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T04:05:28.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY 清春 live</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/gplQijRt1gI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes! This would be THE song to blast on my birthday. And it will surely be the best day, oh Kiyoharu-sama! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm thinking it will be uh-mazing if he created a song suitable for wedding day. But then again, I don't need one -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-8408555059564934012?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/8408555059564934012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=8408555059564934012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/8408555059564934012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/8408555059564934012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-birthday-live.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY 清春 live'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/gplQijRt1gI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-4296668989405968089</id><published>2011-11-04T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T00:25:42.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Blushing Phthalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2639917.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2639917"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you readers could just take a moment to visit the link below and click 'Like' on this photo which I submitted for my favourite blogshop's giveaway contest, I would be ever grateful! Many thanks to those who have done so. 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To aim for the moon, and taking a leap to catch it with your own bare hands. Because such effort could lead to an achievement of your dream. It is as though you take a leap into the light in the darkness for a better tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But see, it would not be a leap if there is no gravity. The absence of gravity would mean we cannot take a leap because we would instead be swimming through the air. Unfortunately though, the very existence of gravity means that we could take a hard huge fall as a consequence.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Applying what I learned in ACCA, a leap is like an investment, with risks and rewards. The higher the risks, the higher the rewards. The higher you leap, the higher chances of achieving your dream but also the higher the chances of you failing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Which is why not everyone is excited to take such leap. The fear of falling, of recovering after the fall, tramples the want to reach one's goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Which is why the leap is called a leap of faith. For with faith, you will not be deterred from chasing your dreams. Because faith is, after all, a &lt;i&gt;complete trust or confidence in someone or something (Apple's Dictionary)&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Faith is the very foundation of willingness, for it reduces, if not eliminates the fear of failure and fuels the passion and energy needed to stay strong in order to take a leap towards success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;While A Levels Economics may have taught me that there is a need for both willingness and ability to sell (supplier) or pay (buyer) for supply and demand to exist respectively, it was since this basic lesson that I learned how willingness and ability are necessary elements in even our actions in daily life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ability in this context would refer to the talents, skills and knowledge, among others. While some can be obtained with practice and learning, some are innate in us, in which case, if we are lacking, there's nothing much we can do about it. Fret not, though, for everyone has something they are good at, the trick is how to find that special ability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The phrase "If there's a will, there's a way" proves to be true in many circumstances. No matter how great or able a person is to do something, if he or she refuses to do it, well, obviously nothing is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So you see, not everyone can take this so-called leap of faith. It is not because it is beyond their capability to do so but because the leap carries with it the whole weight of uncertainty. The cost of oblivion in the course of leaping may be thought to be unaffordable to some. After all, the world does not stay static or holds its breath as you take a leap. There could be circumstances not under your control that obstruct you from achieving your dream. Fate (as usual) plays a great role here too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That being said though, it is not to say that the world is always complex, for sometimes, things are easier than they are perceived to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whether or not you take a leap of faith is not the matter of people pushing you to do so, it is not the matter to be forced on you. To take a leap of faith, you need to be prepared, with back up plans for worst-case scenarios. To be prepared to change your life. To be fine with yourself, regardless of the result of the leap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It is a matter of deliberation. A matter to ask yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Are you ready to take a leap of faith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Inspired by Liar Game which I re-watched, the scene where Akiyama's mother took a leap of a building. Also triggered by my contemplation on the topic of freedom, which also led to my writing the latest Emoticle (some months ago), Fall of Freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7521808890098568428?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7521808890098568428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=7521808890098568428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7521808890098568428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7521808890098568428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/leap-of-faith.html' title='Leap of Faith'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-731445096590698340</id><published>2011-10-13T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T17:56:32.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Aladdin: Leopard &amp; 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Mustard'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-5141428418155563095</id><published>2011-10-08T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T22:59:23.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Dark Blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2526601.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2526601"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Let's do something different today: Instead of merely posting my recent LB look, I'm gonna say a thing or two and post some other photos taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Other photos; they're pretty much the same actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-392aLd2nLgI/TpBg5VPnb_I/AAAAAAAABMY/BsZ0J1rrHwU/s1600/Blood5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-392aLd2nLgI/TpBg5VPnb_I/AAAAAAAABMY/BsZ0J1rrHwU/s320/Blood5.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwcifsrTPBE/TpBg5kz-_6I/AAAAAAAABMg/FlLLvYezSyw/s1600/DSC_0013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwcifsrTPBE/TpBg5kz-_6I/AAAAAAAABMg/FlLLvYezSyw/s320/DSC_0013.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The stained glass palazzo pants were in my previous look too!:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/mirroring-colors.html"&gt;Mirroring Colors&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What I really love about this look is the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;s because even though it is my most favourite color, I don't have much of red items in my closet. I am almost always drawn to the more earthy tones like greens and browns. See, I couldn't help but include some brown in the above look &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; (in fact, the pants were offered in several colors and I just &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to get the brown one!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think I need to have more un-nature related looks (no leaves-, branches-, trees-, bushes-, forest-, flowers- inspired!) like these ones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/colors-of-life.html"&gt;Colors of Life!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/shadow-behind-facade.html"&gt;Shadow Behind the Facade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/6070392960359454042-5141428418155563095?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/5141428418155563095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=5141428418155563095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/5141428418155563095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/5141428418155563095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/dark-blood.html' title='Dark Blood'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-392aLd2nLgI/TpBg5VPnb_I/AAAAAAAABMY/BsZ0J1rrHwU/s72-c/Blood5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-3571570022821472316</id><published>2011-10-08T03:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T03:35:37.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Photography: A Random Few</title><content type='html'>A few days ago, I went through my own blog to see what I've posted so far and noticed that once upon a time &amp;nbsp;(yes, &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;long!) I posted some photos I took, back when I was in my alma mater. I suppose back then I had a slight interest in photography which explained why I joined the club and went for the field trip. But since then, I hardly picked up the camera until my personal photographer &lt;i&gt;*ehem*&lt;/i&gt; went to Far Far Away land &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Shrek! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;) &lt;/span&gt;and I joined LB to post my looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, there are some photos I did take but had not organized properly in my files that I forgot to share them here. So here's &lt;b&gt;a random few&lt;/b&gt;, of the world as I see it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzdzZV9_Gu0/To9Jcs79oKI/AAAAAAAABLg/PHHY0rKQFhk/s1600/DSC_0139_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzdzZV9_Gu0/To9Jcs79oKI/AAAAAAAABLg/PHHY0rKQFhk/s320/DSC_0139_2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raya 2010; henna-ed nails, white baju kurung and lilac head-cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPYHiA-tOek/To9JwTyg76I/AAAAAAAABLk/CXbpVQk-3PA/s1600/DSC_0273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPYHiA-tOek/To9JwTyg76I/AAAAAAAABLk/CXbpVQk-3PA/s320/DSC_0273.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Japanese books; being one of the sources to learning the culture and language (the other source is of course, entertainment)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4rmFUIO_EY/To9KDSuSBnI/AAAAAAAABLo/PVbjiCo3yA8/s1600/DSC_0357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U4rmFUIO_EY/To9KDSuSBnI/AAAAAAAABLo/PVbjiCo3yA8/s320/DSC_0357.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas deco @ Curve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rv9MRd4xuqI/To9KXFlbVeI/AAAAAAAABLs/QlQ_yF1qsxg/s1600/DSC_0377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rv9MRd4xuqI/To9KXFlbVeI/AAAAAAAABLs/QlQ_yF1qsxg/s320/DSC_0377.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dead Lily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzhEaAUBkeU/To9KozwsA6I/AAAAAAAABLw/VGh7zpLs9zw/s1600/DSC_0447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qzhEaAUBkeU/To9KozwsA6I/AAAAAAAABLw/VGh7zpLs9zw/s320/DSC_0447.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tea and Coffee&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yjJWRJHM-I/To9K708_lGI/AAAAAAAABL0/M-2ylePu2oM/s1600/lilies1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yjJWRJHM-I/To9K708_lGI/AAAAAAAABL0/M-2ylePu2oM/s320/lilies1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spider lilies (&lt;i&gt;Hymenocallis?&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f26w0ffTSmg/To9LPBUd55I/AAAAAAAABL4/3GpXnsGC6Z8/s1600/lilies2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f26w0ffTSmg/To9LPBUd55I/AAAAAAAABL4/3GpXnsGC6Z8/s320/lilies2.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's actually very amazing, if you look closely at those lilies, that from each stem blooms a number of flowers, each flower has a number of long petals and in the middle, there are a number of filaments with orange stamens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Please let me know if I am wrong in the terms used to describe the flower, as I learned of plants only in Science which was during my time in Malay. I had to google-wiki "spider lily" and "flowers" to get those terms above)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-3571570022821472316?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3571570022821472316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=3571570022821472316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3571570022821472316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3571570022821472316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/photography-random-few.html' title='Photography: A Random Few'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VzdzZV9_Gu0/To9Jcs79oKI/AAAAAAAABLg/PHHY0rKQFhk/s72-c/DSC_0139_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-7247545724481282516</id><published>2011-10-07T11:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:06:21.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Experimental: Bundling Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2521275.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2521275"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7247545724481282516?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7247545724481282516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=7247545724481282516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7247545724481282516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7247545724481282516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/experimental-bundling-brown.html' title='Experimental: Bundling Brown'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-3552610885263287286</id><published>2011-10-05T16:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:06:32.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>DolledUp 3: Fuyu no Sakura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0N5H6Sq4lpA/TowVLmNaecI/AAAAAAAABLQ/_GZSVxcMnJ4/s1600/pinkgreybrown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0N5H6Sq4lpA/TowVLmNaecI/AAAAAAAABLQ/_GZSVxcMnJ4/s320/pinkgreybrown.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in no way referring to the Jdrama Fuyu no Sakura (which I doubt I'll watch, anyway! Too heavy romance for me &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;). It is so named because of the grey/white (snow) + pink (sakura) + brown (branches) colour combination I used. I always love the grey+pink eyeshadow but of course I had to include some browns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSMyMJ930R4/TowVNNE9ssI/AAAAAAAABLU/aCLr5-Fv-YI/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-10-05+at+4.25.04+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="106" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSMyMJ930R4/TowVNNE9ssI/AAAAAAAABLU/aCLr5-Fv-YI/s320/Screen+shot+2011-10-05+at+4.25.04+PM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow from this photo, it looks as if I applied some gold eyeshadow (which is great on everyone's skin tone, according to Michelle Phan, by the way) but I didn't. I actually used some metallic dark pink as the base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRRG1aWqo_c/TowVOfNUVwI/AAAAAAAABLY/Gum08SBXBQQ/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-10-05+at+12.18.11+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRRG1aWqo_c/TowVOfNUVwI/AAAAAAAABLY/Gum08SBXBQQ/s320/Screen+shot+2011-10-05+at+12.18.11+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEwF3t8M-Mc/TowVP4qYCDI/AAAAAAAABLc/hs9yiuppk6I/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-10-05+at+12.19.22+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="103" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KEwF3t8M-Mc/TowVP4qYCDI/AAAAAAAABLc/hs9yiuppk6I/s320/Screen+shot+2011-10-05+at+12.19.22+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't line my bottom eyelids for this look, as I wanted my eyes to look less intimidating (as I was using the black gel eyeliner, not the usual brown pencil eyeliner). I'm still trying to find a way to properly apply whites/grey on the corners of my eyes to make them look fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, yes, I shall attend to those eyebrows at the end of the year! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-3552610885263287286?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3552610885263287286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=3552610885263287286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3552610885263287286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3552610885263287286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/dolledup-3-fuyu-no-sakura.html' title='DolledUp 3: Fuyu no Sakura'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0N5H6Sq4lpA/TowVLmNaecI/AAAAAAAABLQ/_GZSVxcMnJ4/s72-c/pinkgreybrown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-6418111049431186360</id><published>2011-10-05T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:06:42.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>(Blue)ming Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2511231.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2511231"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-6418111049431186360?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/6418111049431186360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=6418111049431186360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/6418111049431186360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/6418111049431186360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/blueming-flowers.html' title='(Blue)ming Flowers'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-3627106607151533932</id><published>2011-10-05T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:06:56.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>DolledUp 2: Earth and Sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NekPhjulTy8/TostedcLMRI/AAAAAAAABLE/FqJavESBWjQ/s1600/Bluebrown2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NekPhjulTy8/TostedcLMRI/AAAAAAAABLE/FqJavESBWjQ/s320/Bluebrown2.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, the second in my DolledUp series! It's the smoky eyes in brown and a little hint of sky blue with pinkish red lips. Below are the close up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ASb2cG6UGVo/TostgS7FGrI/AAAAAAAABLI/KY1AgDVyCdo/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-10-04+at+12.54.23+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="109" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ASb2cG6UGVo/TostgS7FGrI/AAAAAAAABLI/KY1AgDVyCdo/s320/Screen+shot+2011-10-04+at+12.54.23+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwzOs-8OHHE/TostiGNSkGI/AAAAAAAABLM/wH4QcaBNp40/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-10-04+at+12.55.06+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EwzOs-8OHHE/TostiGNSkGI/AAAAAAAABLM/wH4QcaBNp40/s320/Screen+shot+2011-10-04+at+12.55.06+AM.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse the unruly eyebrows, they have not been attended to (I need to learn how to shape my own eyebrows, really!). For the first time ever, I used eyeshadow primer! It worked wonders, as you can see above. I used to apply eyeshadows on naked eyelids but they never looked as good as with primer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get the above look, I used a combination of three shades of brown, grey kajal eyeliner and electric blue eyeliner. I forgot to apply mascara, but I don't think they looked too bad without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about mascara, I tried on Makeup Forever's mascara and they were really good! Not clumpy, easy to be applied and there was a stark difference between before application and after application. Unfortunately, it was priced too high for my budget (RM115 at Sephora). :( But oh well, at least I tried it on!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-3627106607151533932?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3627106607151533932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=3627106607151533932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3627106607151533932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3627106607151533932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/10/dolledup-2-earth-and-sky.html' title='DolledUp 2: Earth and Sky'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NekPhjulTy8/TostedcLMRI/AAAAAAAABLE/FqJavESBWjQ/s72-c/Bluebrown2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-7612855443144975031</id><published>2011-10-03T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T15:06:19.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>Jero - Umiyuki</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KFdUGs6qIuw?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister introduced this video to me, after she was introduced to the singer by her Japanese teacher. At first there was the dance moves and I assumed the usual. Then I had a very pleasant surprise of the day, when I heard him singing. Who would have thought? Fluent in Japanese, singing Enka with that great voice and still dancing the street dance. Who says one can't do it all? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I love about mixed culture. 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type='text'>Colors of Life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2469847.js?include=all&amp;size=medium&amp;style=button&amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2469847"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-8497433532950571450?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/8497433532950571450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=8497433532950571450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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StyleFile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Wish List</title><content type='html'>As at the moment, what I truly wish for are these two:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1) Purple lip color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VrpyXXuSMSo/Tn4IiM6NhFI/AAAAAAAABKg/kiQW3w7JmcA/s320/best-purple-lipstick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655967565697877074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQCynIy1Hc0/Tn4IiKRAtHI/AAAAAAAABKo/aZ56mqVO950/s1600/matte-purple-lipstick-300x213.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQCynIy1Hc0/Tn4IiKRAtHI/AAAAAAAABKo/aZ56mqVO950/s320/matte-purple-lipstick-300x213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655967564988200050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQCynIy1Hc0/Tn4IiKRAtHI/AAAAAAAABKo/aZ56mqVO950/s1600/matte-purple-lipstick-300x213.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;(photos from Google)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For unknown reasons, I had a sudden want for purple lip color. At my surprise, Bobbi Brown just released their Marrakesh collection just a little after my heart called for violet lips. I have yet to go to its booth to figure out if any of the purple shades available suit me. After all, these full dark lips of mine are not truly a blank canvas that accepts just about every color and shade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rwhigI3lY1A/Tn4KRutVHaI/AAAAAAAABK4/scaLG52FX4U/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-25%2Bat%2B12.39.55%2BAM.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 54px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rwhigI3lY1A/Tn4KRutVHaI/AAAAAAAABK4/scaLG52FX4U/s200/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-25%2Bat%2B12.39.55%2BAM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655969481736134050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYaQf9P8GQU/Tn4KRj0gcyI/AAAAAAAABKw/VuA7uTtRHaU/s1600/MACAmp_V_10feb10_pr_b.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYaQf9P8GQU/Tn4KRj0gcyI/AAAAAAAABKw/VuA7uTtRHaU/s200/MACAmp_V_10feb10_pr_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655969478813446946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Photos of Bobbi Brown and MAC purple lip colors off google)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*apparently there is no purple of such shade available in MAC at the moment*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To enlighten myself a bit on a suitable purple lip color (such research is important due to the color being pretty unusual), I googled and stumbled across a website specifically made on purple lipstick (doesn't that say much about purple lips! ^^): &lt;a href="http://www.purplelipstick.net/"&gt;http://www.purplelipstick.net/&lt;/a&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2) Awesome jumpsuit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually I already paid for one jumpsuit but it was unfortunate that the size I requested was not available unless I was to wait for two months(!) I think the jumpsuit would make quite a statement:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JOlSt3rGIHc/Tn4MMcvVmhI/AAAAAAAABLA/rCjH9YSSEXs/s1600/Image00056.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JOlSt3rGIHc/Tn4MMcvVmhI/AAAAAAAABLA/rCjH9YSSEXs/s200/Image00056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655971590036625938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(photo from honeypumpkin)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm really looking for a jumpsuit that is somewhat unique and suitable for my petite frame. The ones in Dorothy Perkins that I saw were so amazing but they weren't meant for short girls. :( I just wanted to shout, "Have mercy! After all, jumpsuits were originally made in smaller sizes, no?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7390006360496796303?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7390006360496796303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=7390006360496796303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7390006360496796303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7390006360496796303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/wish-list.html' 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Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-6251699458487716672</id><published>2011-09-15T21:39:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T23:24:04.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Bitter.</title><content type='html'>One of the reasons why I dislike Djoker is for his winning streak throughout 2011. I mean, it's kinda difficult to acknowledge that there's someone so lucky out there during the time which, you are not. Since the second half of 2010, I feel like I've been abandoned by luck. So yeah, Nadal and Serena, you're not the only ones not very fortunate this year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course, I cannot say that in my case it is solely the fault of luck. My effort and whatnot play some roles too. I know that, but I'm still bitter. Because I was also deprived of some things that did not require much effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example, the payment made for exam entry was transferred successfully yet the exam entry details were not recorded. And when the matter was pursued for rectification all they managed was an apology and solution which was as good as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;"We'll just refund you the money transferred IF there was any so you'll have to re-enter for exam IF you wish to sit for the exam (cuz we can't be bothered if you didn't) and sooo sorry about you having to pay the standard rates instead of the early rates that you claimed to have paid but it's not our problem. After all, we always advise students to pay early."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GREAT. Not only the exam entry was difficult to be made, to log in to the website itself was always a task. Remember how tough it was for us ACCA students to retrieve our results last year? So, really, should the system be efficient enough such a problem should not have arisen. But hey, who cares, right, however faulty the system is, there will always be many many idiots running to them for the damn certificates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you really blame me for being bitter? When filling out the exam entry form (again, after so many tries) I saw the checkbox regarding disabilities and I was reminded of how my cousin mistakenly ticked his in his form for the application to a local university despite not having any disabilities. He was rejected for that and only after the matter was straightened out that he was accepted into the university. So now it makes me wonder, perhaps the rejections from the UK universities on my applications may have been partly due to my disclosing about my disability. It isn't like I'm totally disabled, I mean, I don't even require excessive help, but I just thought it was better to be transparent and honest. Huh, but of course I was just naive in my ideals. The world is not so accepting. How discriminative. Just because someone is lacking in one department doesn't mean that she is incapable in education or work. Hello? Ever heard of Helen Keller?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was also that story of how I was rejected from being a freaking sales assistant for mere reasons of my wearing hijab (refer &lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-discrimination-and-injustice.html"&gt;Life, Discrimination and Injustice&lt;/a&gt;). Honestly, I don't understand why people just freak out when they see people covering their heads in modesty but they do not freak out when people wear headpieces or cover their heads for fashion. If it was because it is a symbol of a religion, that is just poor excuse, because nobody freaks out seeing people wearing crosses. Seems whatever propaganda really works on the mass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also bitter of the fact that some people are just so rude that they speak in a language they fully well know that I do not comprehend. It goes to show how respectful people are, really. And they say I'm the one unfriendly. Speaking of friend, that's another reason to be bitter. No matter how far I extend my hand to people, it doesn't seem to reach the other party's. To think that I'm the one being seen to be unapproachable. Ah, and don't even get me started on relationship. I was rejected immediately and the poem I gave him since then appeared to be distasteful, especially since he did tell me he disliked it. To top that off, my embarrassment was a story to his friends and his new relationship was just there for me to see. But now it's a lesson for me that I should never have forgotten about what I feel about such relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then of course, I can't help but being bitter about not being given scholarship back when I wanted it. Now though I'm glad I'm not tied down like a domestic dog with unwanted bonds. Still, I am dissatisfied with the criteria they take into consideration in selecting scholars. So sorry I can't &lt;i&gt;seem&lt;/i&gt; to be confident, can't &lt;i&gt;seem&lt;/i&gt; to know how to talk, can't &lt;i&gt;seem&lt;/i&gt; to hold certain knowledge, can't &lt;i&gt;seem&lt;/i&gt; to have done charities and whatever activities that would have thickened my portfolio to make it impressive rather than to have done it out of sincerity. So sorry you can't be bothered to learn of what I am capable of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, since last year it got even worse.  I didn't pass some papers despite facing the embarrassment of going for the full classes. Which means, not only was I unhappy, time and money were all wasted. Isn't that superb? Then to accidentally read some people bragging on their fb status regarding them passing their papers with flying colours, getting exemptions for papers and being an ACCA affiliate is just like putting salt into the wounds. Sure, I'm happy for you braggarts, but really, you don't have to stuff your pride and joy in people's faces. People will know when you're successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes I am indeed bitter. Bitter for all the rejections. Bitter for being one of the few who truly love me and appreciate my work. Bitter to feel that this pattern is not going to change any time soon and it is not entirely my fault. Bitter to be told that I have to change and be someone else just to impress so as to be accepted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. However bitter I am, I will be me and I am changing, but for my betterment, for my own sake and not so that I can kiss people's asses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sorry I am different, I am one in a billion and that you can't accept me for adding a little flavour to the bland mass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-6251699458487716672?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/6251699458487716672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=6251699458487716672' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/6251699458487716672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/6251699458487716672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/bitter.html' title='Bitter.'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-3571455882158998522</id><published>2011-09-10T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T22:05:12.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>Random Mutters</title><content type='html'>Damn, I've been lookbooking like crazy lately, my blog has become an album rather than a blog of posts. -.-" I should really write a word or two.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, lookbook craze ends today for me as I need to prioritize my time for more important matters. But that doesn't mean I won't be wearing nice clothes... XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All right, it's time to get serious, to have that super determined Izzati take over from now on. I've been enjoying life lately, it's only right I return to reality and make this reality a fun place too, just the way I used to do: to face reality, make it something I like and get it over with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should have the ichi ka bachi ka mentality. To aim, put all of my strength and shoot straight. Ganbattara, kitto daijoubu deshou? Doushite mo, ganbareba iin ja nai? Dakara, ganbarenakya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-3571455882158998522?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3571455882158998522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=3571455882158998522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3571455882158998522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3571455882158998522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/random-mutters.html' title='Random 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-2931696413098939838</id><published>2011-09-09T05:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T05:54:39.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Pale</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2402747.js?include=all&amp;size=medium&amp;style=button&amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2402747"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='A Glass of Milk'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-4229689744803907162</id><published>2011-09-08T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T15:39:49.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Playing Dress Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script 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type='text'>As Cold As Blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2392995.js?include=all&amp;size=medium&amp;style=button&amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2392995"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-3110159405330635183?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3110159405330635183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=3110159405330635183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Toned.</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2391281.js?include=all&amp;size=medium&amp;style=button&amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2391281"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-1108222090775019559?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/1108222090775019559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=1108222090775019559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>Kawaiku nai? :3</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2389831.js?include=all&amp;size=medium&amp;style=button&amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2389831"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7537265849821063893?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7537265849821063893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=7537265849821063893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Cultural Celebration: I Can't Lose to HER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2387751.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2387751"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-3306792453255411272?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3306792453255411272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=3306792453255411272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3306792453255411272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3306792453255411272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/cultural-celebration-i-cant-lose-to-her.html' title='Cultural Celebration: I Can&apos;t Lose to HER!'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648394891034785858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(photo form Google)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't quite fancy bows before, especially bow ties. But hey, can you blame me, all I ever saw back then was Kadir Sheikh Fadzir, the minister who wears bow ties on daily basis...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I joined LB, though, my perception changed. Suddenly I want everything bows! Just take a look at how the fashionistas in LB do justice to bows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By &lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/colin"&gt;Colin H.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/253114.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_253114"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/whatdreams"&gt;Adam Gallagher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2109517.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2109517"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/ajson"&gt;Joanna Serwus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2192357.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2192357"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But since it'll be tough for me to work a bow tie, I shall resort to other bow details such as heels, perhaps:&lt;i&gt; (photo from Google)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pN1xtVSOT7E/TmMeArbH2dI/AAAAAAAABKI/luS2NtBD9Eo/s320/kurt-geiger-red-bow-shoes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648391354658052562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And rings! My current obsession. In fact I've just recently got one for myself ;P *happy*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qsr02cryUJA/TmMeAsqSheI/AAAAAAAABKQ/ywkO4Zikbis/s320/Bow%2BRing.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648391354990101986" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-2582818546564471287?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2582818546564471287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=2582818546564471287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/2582818546564471287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/2582818546564471287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/whimsical-fashion-details-bows.html' title='Whimsical Fashion Details: Bows'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iyPmHNkLzqY/TmMhOhdCeEI/AAAAAAAABKY/zZwvb3qp3Xs/s72-c/a_bows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-2837855955804019216</id><published>2011-09-04T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T19:33:29.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Cultural Celebration: Those Little Details</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2382061.js?include=all&amp;size=medium&amp;style=button&amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2382061"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-2837855955804019216?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2837855955804019216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=2837855955804019216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/2837855955804019216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/2837855955804019216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/cultural-celebration-those-little.html' title='Cultural Celebration: Those Little Details'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-6667668985465891061</id><published>2011-09-04T13:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T14:50:01.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>Whimsical Fashion Details: Buttons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0fcmyY3c3ZE/TmMWuyGSaJI/AAAAAAAABKA/FQcSPTybwsY/s1600/buttons.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0fcmyY3c3ZE/TmMWuyGSaJI/AAAAAAAABKA/FQcSPTybwsY/s200/buttons.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648383350630672530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(photo from Google)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I once sketched a design with buttons as the theme. Off &lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-artwork-off-izzatis-archive.html"&gt;More Artwork Off Izzati's Archive&lt;/a&gt; post I made ages ago, here's the sketch:&lt;/div&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&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DDjrbwFvExQ/TmMUPZkHvqI/AAAAAAAABJw/7naTF4scKGc/s400/Buttons%2BTheme.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648380612445716130" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the other day I saw a look in LB of someone wearing a cap/hat fully accessorized with colorful buttons! But since I couldn't find that particular look today, I'm gonna share this one I just saw which is equally awesome, by &lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/ohangubolkul"&gt;Oh Angubolkul&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/1883482.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_1883482"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the first designs I'm going to make in the future will involve buttons. Functional and/or non-functional.&lt;br /&gt;Let's discover the beauty and other usages of buttons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-6667668985465891061?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/6667668985465891061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=6667668985465891061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/6667668985465891061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/6667668985465891061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/whimsical-fashion-details-buttons.html' title='Whimsical Fashion Details: Buttons'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0fcmyY3c3ZE/TmMWuyGSaJI/AAAAAAAABKA/FQcSPTybwsY/s72-c/buttons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-7670893218235562358</id><published>2011-09-04T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T12:47:28.633+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Cultural Celebration: Sketch Me White</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2380987.js?include=all&amp;size=medium&amp;style=button&amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2380987"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7670893218235562358?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7670893218235562358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=7670893218235562358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7670893218235562358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7670893218235562358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/cultural-celebration-sketch-me-white.html' title='Cultural Celebration: Sketch Me White'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-1312533824895734793</id><published>2011-09-03T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T20:22:35.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Cultural Celebration: Pink it was love at first sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2376729.js?include=all&amp;size=medium&amp;style=button&amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2376729"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-1312533824895734793?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/1312533824895734793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=1312533824895734793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/1312533824895734793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/1312533824895734793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/cultural-celebration-pink-it-was-love.html' title='Cultural Celebration: Pink it was love at first sight'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-4857384450904363924</id><published>2011-09-03T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T20:23:49.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Experimental: Cutout, Studs, Leopard &amp; Batik</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2377957.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2377957"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-4857384450904363924?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/4857384450904363924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=4857384450904363924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/4857384450904363924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/4857384450904363924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/09/experimental-cutout-studs-leopard-batik.html' title='Experimental: Cutout, Studs, Leopard &amp; Batik'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-3334122174499598044</id><published>2011-09-03T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T02:10:56.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>Lee Jin Wook ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Something a little different here in this blog: my new handsome man is a Korean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I did like that guy from Hello My Teacher &amp;amp; Coffee Prince, but didn't feel the need to post anything about him. But Lee Jin Wook whose work i only saw in Myung Wol the Spy as Choi Ryu that man with principles, I just couldn't resist!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/MqsojXZzjEA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first impression was, "a pair of unique eyebrows" then "wow, intense eyes.. and prominent jaw" then "ok, i gotta admit, he's kinda good-looking" then *gasps* "what lean body... oh no, i like..". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the story unfolds, his character develops and he has more screen time, I found myself sighing about just how handsome he is. In Myung Wol the Spy he didn't smile much, but when he did, "Ah!~"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what a youtuber said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 53px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-Dz8dB19Qg/TmEaE7m5G9I/AAAAAAAABJo/n7-eZi4Xsns/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-09-03%2Bat%2B2.01.29%2BAM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647824079721929682" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which I totally agree with!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently trying to find links to watch City of Glass where he is the main actor. I really hope that he'll star in more interesting Kdramas (with pretty girls and interesting characters, of course).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for now, let's just enjoy this perfection of a man... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6070392960359454042-3334122174499598044?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3334122174499598044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=3334122174499598044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3334122174499598044'/><link 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width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-4649843120571752627</id><published>2011-08-24T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:32:59.338+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>A Hard Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A Hard Fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;by; Izzati Idrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; August 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And I see myself in the shadows of Eve, albeit with me there is no Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I descended from the Heaven above to the world below. Falling, falling, awaiting a hard fall. For the world is harsh and merciless. And I am a disowned Princess left alone on the streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But unlike Eve, I do not know what sin I’ve committed to be thrown out of the Palace. I do not know what seed I’ve consumed that it makes me this unfortunate and unwanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So how can I make things right again, while fighting against the vicious reality of the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Though I’m aware that there are still beautiful things I am blessed with, and that the world is a better alternative to Hell, there’s only so much that the world could offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Would I be able to turn the table around, to gain the strength to climb the ladder back up to the Castle? Would I even be able to find where the invisible ladder is located at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-4649843120571752627?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/4649843120571752627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=4649843120571752627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/4649843120571752627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/4649843120571752627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/08/hard-fall.html' title='A Hard Fall'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-2101854812206943697</id><published>2011-08-24T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:20:36.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Sengsara</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sengsara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;oleh; Izzati Idrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; August 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;habuk-habuk di hati hilanglah segera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;biarlah malam ini aku yang punya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;izinkanlah aku nyenyak dibuai lena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;walau mimpi indah hanya sementara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;pejamku mata dari melihat dunia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;redhakan aku lupa seketika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;hidup yang membuat aku berduka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;supaya berhenti darah hati yang luka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;tidakkah sudah aku sengsara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;dadaku perit gundah gulana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;hatiku sakit parah merana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;tamatkanlah seksaan yang kurasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-2101854812206943697?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2101854812206943697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=2101854812206943697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/2101854812206943697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/2101854812206943697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/08/sengsara.html' title='Sengsara'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-1510927164876328220</id><published>2011-08-23T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T15:28:37.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Denim Goes Feminine</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/2327095.js?include=all&amp;size=medium&amp;style=button&amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_2327095"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt; 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font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodbye and Reconciliation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font: 12.0px 'Lucida Grande'"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;by; Izzati Idrus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The divorce was final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It was during last year’s half-end of semester. Yet I couldn’t bring myself to terms with the fact that I still held on to thin string of hopes that he would return to me. It took me one whole year after our separation for it to dawn on me, for me to understand, that our marriage was over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After he cut ties with me, he didn’t look back at all. He did, though, fulfill his obligation as an ex-husband. But that was just it. He did nothing more than the minimum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The bond between us was gone. It felt as though I was watching his back on me, walking towards the other direction, with no hesitance while I hesitated in extending my hand to his shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He has forsaken me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Because I took him for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And now I can no longer rely on him. To win him back seems out of the question. To land someone like him is even a huge task on its own, with little potential for success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So I have no choice but to return to my loyal best friend whom I’ve long forsaken. And though I looked at him in embarrassment, hardly able to look up to his face, he merely welcomed me, saying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I knew you’d come back. Let’s walk hand in hand the way we did before. But you have to work hard to be at my pace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I cried. For I knew from the very beginning that although my best friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Effort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;would not reach out for my hand, he would hold it if I could reach his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;For I am still sadden to comprehend that I’ve been too dependent on my long marriage to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; that I forgot that he’s not one to be patient, not one to stay forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-8386024605194986907?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/8386024605194986907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=8386024605194986907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/8386024605194986907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/8386024605194986907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/08/goodbye-and-conciliation.html' title='Goodbye and Reconciliation'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-6934388325577993300</id><published>2011-08-22T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T22:05:33.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>Aru yoru.</title><content type='html'>Nanka ne, mata nemurenakute.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shinu hodo ni mune to kokoro ga itain da. Mune no itami wa byouki no sei nan dakedo, kokoro no itami wa shinpai no sei kamo shiranai ne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Atashi wakatteru kedo, atashi no kazoku wa atashi no mikata da tte. Demo ne, samishikute kurushikute sho ga nai no. Datte, kazoku igai wa daremo atashi no soba ni itain da. Shiawase no toki wa tomo ga iru kedo. Kurushimi no toki, kanashimi no toki ni atashi wa hitoribocchi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kowai no yo. Ashita no koto mo mirai no koto mo. Benkyou no koto mo shigoto no koto mo. Kazoku no koto mo hoka no kankei no koto mo. 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Which is why I love &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Majo no Jouken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_aYDm9w660/Tktg0h8jpDI/AAAAAAAABIc/kjRzyO89XZQ/s200/jk44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641709413793506354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And although I hate &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Koukou Kyoushi 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (a little review in &lt;a href="http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/01/fujiki-naohito.html"&gt;Fujiki Naohito&lt;/a&gt; article), I still watched it right to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I do enjoy watching Jdramas where the focus is on how unlikely teachers conduct their classes in their own unique ways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lIG9SbLwL4/Tktg088kO1I/AAAAAAAABIk/CipdJf8VmHc/s1600/600full-gto--great-teacher-onizuka-poster.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lIG9SbLwL4/Tktg088kO1I/AAAAAAAABIk/CipdJf8VmHc/s200/600full-gto--great-teacher-onizuka-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641709421041302354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember watching &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Great Teacher Onizuka (GTO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; long time ago and kind of liking it, but since I couldn't recall what I watched back then, I took the initiative to re-watch the series. After watching every episode there was of the drama, I wondered why it was so popular back then and why I ever liked it. Undeniably, Onizuka was a caring teacher but his aggressive ways were hardly commendable. The drama seemed to encourage students to just do what they like, and that schools are just for making friends and memories. What I couldn't tolerate was one of the comedy elements in the story whereby men do not seem to respect women. It didn't seem to me that the teacher was even qualified to teach, other than to teach about 'life is all about doing, don't even stop to think!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v36CF5DHdUs/Tktg05LxqSI/AAAAAAAABIs/ayDXYUEe038/s1600/gokusen22.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v36CF5DHdUs/Tktg05LxqSI/AAAAAAAABIs/ayDXYUEe038/s200/gokusen22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641709420031355170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then of course, I had to watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Gokusen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, because it was one of the popular teacher-themed Jdramas around. But the storyline is just too predictable, with (almost) every episode ending with Yankumi fighting after lecturing people and announcing that she's the homeroom teacher and every season beginning with her being called to be a homeroom teacher of a class full of delinquents. Even the comedy elements relating to Yankumi's love life and hitorigoto were like running gags (that became less and less funny) throughout the drama. It appears to me that the ideas were all just recycled and modified a little here and there to come out with new episodes and seasons. I then lost all reasons to watch Season 3 (although I might just watch just to see &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Miura Haruma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For both the dramas, the teachers made a cliche promise of being there for the students whenever they need them and all they have to do is just call. I think Kdrama &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;Hello My Teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; kind of concludes this aspect, and the gangster traits of the teacher like that of Yankumi and also student-teacher romantic relationship altogether in one drama. But well, that is Kdrama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sT9cHSNlT8c/Tktg1NTwYlI/AAAAAAAABI0/MCr571nDpfQ/s1600/jouounokyoshitsu.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sT9cHSNlT8c/Tktg1NTwYlI/AAAAAAAABI0/MCr571nDpfQ/s200/jouounokyoshitsu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641709425433535058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just recently, I decided to watch &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Joou no Kyoushitsu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (aka The Queen's Classroom) after dropping it at first episode looong time ago due to bad internet connection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to hearing enough good reviews about the story, the want to watch more of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;Amami Yuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; whose acting in &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Boss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;was impressive and also of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shida &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mirai&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; whom I started to like from &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tantei Gakuen Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; I finished watching the series (except for the specials).&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HysgE355_s0/TkthB3S0xYI/AAAAAAAABJE/_vfbdz99qxk/s200/350px-Boss-banner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641709642862347650" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2LWWBiRsxmo/TkthB48DixI/AAAAAAAABJM/cUTSbhAenfg/s200/Tantei%2BGakuen%2BQ.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641709643303717650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit to crying like crazy watching the drama. At last, I found the one amazing teacher-themed Jdrama. The drama stresses on the importance of both studies and life and most importantly to take responsibilities of one's own actions and life. I have no complaints about the drama. It was perfect. Although the story was pretty idealistic (as many other dramas) in a way that in the circumstance that there is no one who's willing to go against the Akutsu Maya-sensei, they would have ended up being totally different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NexqGGjrzWo/TktitZfLuaI/AAAAAAAABJU/XAF-9QmYLVc/s1600/dorama-joou-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NexqGGjrzWo/TktitZfLuaI/AAAAAAAABJU/XAF-9QmYLVc/s200/dorama-joou-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641711490286991778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole idea of the story was interesting and you always end up wondering what else could the seemingly evil teacher be up to next and what kind of reaction would the students make. The lessons taught in the drama are worth contemplating over as well. I especially love what Maya answered when she was asked by the students as to why they have to study:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; that you &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;have&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; to study, it is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; that you study to &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;pass &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;tests and exams. It is that you &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; to study. It is human's nature to want to study, to learn of the things of the world around us. If we have no such want, we are lower than the monkeys.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet another Jdrama is added to my most favourite list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7994529691679960719?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7994529691679960719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=7994529691679960719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7994529691679960719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7994529691679960719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/08/teacher-themed-jdramas.html' title='Teacher-themed Jdramas'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_aYDm9w660/Tktg0h8jpDI/AAAAAAAABIc/kjRzyO89XZQ/s72-c/jk44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-2095917725447288384</id><published>2011-08-17T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T13:21:20.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='entertainment'/><title type='text'>Fatamorgana - Hijjaz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(79, 79, 79); line-height: 18px; "&gt;Pulanglah pada Tuhan cahaya kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;Syarat bahagia di dunia&lt;br /&gt;Akhirat kekal selamanya pada Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah menjadi lumrah kehidupan di dunia&lt;br /&gt;Cabaran dan dugaan mendewasakan usia&lt;br /&gt;Rintangan dilalui tambah pengalaman diri&lt;br /&gt;Sudah sunnah ketetapan Ilahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deras arus dunia menghanyutkan yang terleka&lt;br /&gt;Indah fatamorgana melalaikan menipu daya&lt;br /&gt;Dikejar dicintai bak bayangan tak bertepi&lt;br /&gt;Tiada sudahnya dunia yang dicari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begitu indah dunia siapa pun kan tergoda&lt;br /&gt;Harta, pangkat dan wanita melemahkan jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa iman dalam hati kita kan dikuasai&lt;br /&gt;Syaitan nafsu dalam diri musuh yang tersembunyi&lt;br /&gt;Pulanglah kepada Tuhan cahaya kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;Keimanan ketakwaan kepadanya senjata utama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabar menempuh jalan tetapkan iman di hati&lt;br /&gt;Yakinkan janji Tuhan syurga yang sedia menanti&lt;br /&gt;Imanlah penyelamat dunia penuh pancaroba&lt;br /&gt;Hidup akhirat kita kekal bahagia&lt;br /&gt;Imanlah penyelamat dunia penuh pancaroba&lt;br /&gt;Hidup akhirat kita kekal bahagia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulanglah pada Tuhan cahaya kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;Syarat bahagia di dunia&lt;br /&gt;Akhirat kekal selamanya pada Allah&lt;br /&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-2095917725447288384?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/2095917725447288384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=2095917725447288384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/2095917725447288384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/2095917725447288384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/08/fatamorgana-hijjaz.html' title='Fatamorgana - Hijjaz'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-4672756148303960313</id><published>2011-08-12T20:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T13:48:56.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Others'/><title type='text'>Kirai Mono</title><content type='html'>Among the &lt;b&gt;human behaviour&lt;/b&gt; that I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;detest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking in the library.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking in the surau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping in the surau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blocking people's way. (especially if the person is fat and doesn't seem to acknowledge that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forsaking to say 'excuse me', 'thank you', 'sorry' and 'please' in relevant circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rempit&lt;/i&gt; i.e. illegal street racing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throwing toilet paper in the toilet bowl. (especially if there's obviously rubbish bin right in front of them in the cubicle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Facebooking about success, happiness and/or sadness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rioting. (especially for self-interest, just because or because others are doing it, at the expense of innocent people)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scratching themselves in public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Putting their feet where they do not belong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not putting cleanliness as a priority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salespeople who judge potential customers rather than promoting their products. (they are employed to provide services, not guarding their products like security guards)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not counting their blessings and longing for 'happiness' that is defined to them by the shallow world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men who do not open the door for women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men whose expenses were paid by women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men who hurt women and/or children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men who shout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Men who lie and make empty promises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smoking especially in front of people's faces, pregnant ladies and kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking relationships and love lightly. (breakups, on/off relationships, divorces, polygamy, having mistresses)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I honestly think people are in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;desperate need of proper education in relation to manners&lt;/span&gt;. (a call for class for manners!) Rather than merely feeding their IQ, people should feed their EQ too. 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Empathy &amp; Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Empathy &amp;amp; Marriage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;by; Izzati Idrus&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;30th June 2011&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;23:30&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I married an empathy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;A man who not only wept at my misfortunes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;But held my hands and said earnestly&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;"We're going to get through this"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;A man who knew not pity&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;That sympathy by the privileged&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;But wore himself the very inferior shoes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Of the unfortunates.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Be not mistaken though&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Kind an empathy he may be&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;He was not selfless&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;There was in his heart a want&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;To be understood, to be empathized&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Hence he chose not to marry&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Until the day he knew me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Our marriage was not one of pity&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Neither was it one of need&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Rather it was one of complement&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Each being the support of the other&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Strengthened by mutual understanding&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;And the desire to hold each other's hands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I married the empathy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Who married me, who in his eyes&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Is the empathy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-6862998434386775183?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;I think it is about time for a little education about the true meaning underlying the word that Muslims need to be sure of prior to consumption (of any kind, as it is not restricted to only food).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular belief, halal is NOT merely "No pork".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What constitutes halal is more than just the "no pork" policy. When we ask for &lt;b&gt;HALAL FOOD&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt; of these criteria need to be met:&lt;br /&gt;1. well, of course, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;no pork or lard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; or anything that has to do with pig or boar&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;no dog's meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;no alcohol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;no amphibians' meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div&gt;as muslims cannot consume animals that can live in two worlds&lt;br /&gt;5. only meat of an animal that has been &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;slaughtered in the islamic way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; i.e. by:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;para&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) pronouncing the name of Allah when slaughtering,&lt;br /&gt;b) the animal to be slaughtered should not see the tool for slaughtering&lt;br /&gt;   (less the animal fears, after all we slaughter them not to show our superiority)&lt;br /&gt;c) the animal must be slaughtered without prolonging its suffering&lt;/para&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;seafood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is consumable&lt;br /&gt;7. the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;food will not cause harm to the eater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(this applies to each person's specific cases, eg patient should care not to eat food that will harm him/her further)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the above should be good enough summary about what halal food truly is about. If I missed out on anything, let me know so I can have this article of education revised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end my writing though, I cannot possibly resist pointing out that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;smoking&lt;/span&gt;, in my view is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;haram&lt;/span&gt;. And my stand for saying that it is a non-halal consumption is because of the seventh point. Not only its consumption causes harm to the smoker himself/herself but also the people around him/her as well as the environment. I do not see anything good about smoking other than the fact that it gives what temporary satisfaction to the smoker (who consciously or unconsciously burning his money) and the profit that tobacco company gains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7749191388054805285?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/7749191388054805285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=7749191388054805285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7749191388054805285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/7749191388054805285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-exactly-is-halal.html' title='What exactly is HALAL?'/><author><name>Izzati Idrus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16939961951541918446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FTcXjYePpW4/SkG63yrgT_I/AAAAAAAAAdA/IAaQ2Jz5nAw/S220/DSC00042.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6070392960359454042.post-8450783254185103108</id><published>2011-06-18T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T19:29:38.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DolledUp and StyleFile'/><title type='text'>Eye Candy? 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poems'/><title type='text'>Skinning I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skinning I.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;by; Izzati Idrus&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Am I this skin of mine?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Perhaps, but I'm certain&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I am not just my skin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Is this skin of mine me?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Maybe, but it is more&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Than mere surface,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;That covers my heart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I'd like to think that&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;This skin of mine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Instead of just a map&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Into my heart and desire,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Is more precisely a history&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Proof of my background, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;The answer to where&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I came from.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;My skin is a product&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Of the past both&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Recent and ancient&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;It does not dictate&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;What I am, what I think&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;It does not reflect me today&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;It does not show my future.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;My skin is the beauty&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;To be respected&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;So that my beauty within&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Could then be appreciated.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;My skin is the effect&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Of love and hate&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;But it should never be&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;The cause for&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Love nor hate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-6637434842880698336?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/6637434842880698336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=6637434842880698336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Articles'/><title type='text'>The meaning of a faithful love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The meaning of a faithful love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;by; Izzati Idrus&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;20:26; May 2nd 2011&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I can only promise to love you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;From what I perceive of you now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Should that perception change&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;As you let me in of who you truly are&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I cannot say I would love you the same&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;My feelings for you would probably change&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Depending on your true colours revealed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;It isn't that I am unfaithful&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;But it is just that I am too faithful&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;To the you that I know now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Not to the you of the past nor of the future&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Hence I can't possibly be committed to marriage&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;For people change, both you and I will too &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;And I can't make a vow just to break it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Nor can I be made a vow that would one day break.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Perhaps you'd retort that these are mere justifications&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Plausible enough to stand on my case &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;But think of me however you wish&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;For disliking me now for just this reason&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;Only serves to show that you can't love me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;More than how you perceive of me up to now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inspired by Koori no Sekai.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-7533573763951534246?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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shiranai kedo, hitotsu dake minna to onaji. &lt;i&gt;Shiawase ni naritai&lt;/i&gt;. Mainichi mainichi ikite ite, shiawase wo sagasu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Watashi no shiawase wa watashi no kimeru koto wo shinjiteru. Naze nara, hokani hito ja nakute, jibun jishin no omoi deshou? Dakara naze, oshiete kurenai ka na, naze minna wa watashi no shiawase wo soko made kimeritai no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Watashi wa jiyuu ni naritai&lt;/i&gt;. Nareba watashi wa kitto shiawase ni naru. Jiyuu na kuni ga aru ka na? Aru nara ikitai naa, sugoku ikitai naa. Jiyuu na kuni de RUURU nanka nai. Seken mo watashi no ikikata kimenai. Bouryoku to ka shitto to ka nai. Ai to sonkeishin dake ga aru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Demo, sonna kanpeki na sekai wa doko mo nai yo ne. Shitteru na no ni, naze watashi wa mada ikiterun da rou? Naze mainichi mainichi ikite ite, shiawase wo mada sagasu no ka. Naze kibou ga mada arun deshou ka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Moshikashite, &lt;i&gt;kowain dakara mada ikiteru no&lt;/i&gt;? Datte, shinu nara dou narun da rou wakaranai deshou?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Mou iya. Sonna kanashii riyuu no tame ikitakunai wa. Mou iya da.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 13.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica;"&gt;Kore kara, watashi wa, &lt;/span&gt;kono te de, watashi jishin no jiyuu na kuni wo tsukuru&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 13.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica;"&gt;Watashi ga &lt;/span&gt;watashi no yarikata de yaru&lt;span style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Watashi no shiawase wa watashi no &lt;b&gt;kimeru koto &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;dake&lt;/i&gt; ja nakute, watashi no &lt;b&gt;tsukuru koto&lt;/b&gt; dakara ne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Memories; Mornings and Lullabies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;by; Izzati Idrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3ist March 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Memories are curious things. Their authenticity is doubtful, their accuracy is subject to debate. At times they are mere creations of our emotions. Other times they account for true events that had taken place. Some memories are vivid, while others could only be vaguely recalled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;But I know one thing about memories is that they are often sentimental. They remind us that we felt something and those feelings are now stored somewhere in the clutter of our minds. And hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I found myself loving the little fragments of seemingly unimportant memories I hold of my past, rather than those memories that people often boast of. I don't become particularly happy as I recall the kinds of memories that are captured by the camera to be kept in photo albums, or those memories people share with others and call "experiences".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I take most pleasure in those small sweet moments, as I'm sure my dearest sister and cousin would be able to relate to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mornings and gardens never failed to remind me of my old home in Penang, where ours were full of practicalities of daily routines that the green of the grass was unappreciated, and the somewhat vast land was pretty much unutilized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Still, I remembered sitting in the doorway only in my pajamas as my mother did the laundry. I remembered the scent of the newly washed clothes. I remembered looking at the grass while cats passed by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Most vividly in my memory, though, is the smell of the mornings. The smell of those rough grass that were seldom cared for. I could even remember the calmness I felt as I imagined drops of yesternight's rain against the grass. It appeared morning dew was enough breakfast for me then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Although in that garden that was once ours there was a swing, whenever there was even a mention of one, I would not immediately recall the white one we had. Instead I would reminisce the blue one that was at my grandmother's. The reason for which was simple: that my sister and I always wanted a chance to be the one to sit there with our beloved grandmother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sometimes, in the evenings, my grandmother would sit by herself in the swing. From inside the house, if we could hear the sounds of the swing being swung, we would rush out, bringing along a huge pillow. After which we would smile at our grandmother and she would gesture for us to sleep in her lap. As we always hoped she would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The best part was when she sang to us lullaby. As we lay there in her lap feeling the wind against our cheeks as the swing went back and forth, she sang, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Do-dodoi, tidurlah sayang…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;" That song even now still resonates my ears. And sometimes, I even sang it to myself or imagined her singing it to me when having troubles sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If I could be truly honest, I would say these memories are the ones that I would never forget. Other memories, just somehow don't make such great impact to me. They pale in comparison to memories of the appreciation of mornings and grandmother's lullaby in a swing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thank goodness for technology and innovation that we are able to have external storage for memories we consciously made and proud of never forgetting just in case we need proofs and reminders of them. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6070392960359454042-3051015867589271139?l=the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/feeds/3051015867589271139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6070392960359454042&amp;postID=3051015867589271139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3051015867589271139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6070392960359454042/posts/default/3051015867589271139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-idiosyncrasies.blogspot.com/2011/03/memories-mornings-and-lullabies.html' title='Memories; 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