﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>sitibalkishroslan's Xanga</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from sitibalkishroslan</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>My Day</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/517363986/my-day/</link><guid>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/517363986/my-day/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 2006 10:25:27 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;i dont usually like to write bout what i do but i guess today is exceptional. well, i slept at 3am, woke up at 7.12am, set my alarm again to 7.30am&amp;nbsp;(dont know y i set my alarm at this specific time) went to english class and had breakfast in between at the arcade, then survived through structures class (a great feat! and i wrote one fairy tale!), went to the studio and slept till 4.45pm, went to the toilet to wash my face. i went to syazwna's studio and made them watch halloween resurruction with me (it was stupid but still scary) and then came back to my studio and logged on the internet.&amp;nbsp;and here i am wasting my youth away without any regrets. i lead an extremely boring life. doh.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;anyway here is the fairy tale i wrote during jahangirs' structure class&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;Once upon a time, there was a girl named rapoponzal. she had the ugliest hair in the world.it was like chicken wire and could cut people to shreds. she was in distress and tried all types of haircare from loreal to wella to pantene. but nothing worked to her sadness. one day, an awfully handsome salesman came knocking at her castle gate and was trying to sell her some hair care product. he explained that it was used by locals on the island of tahiti and tonga and taht it was made from the extract of sea kucings'. she bought the product for $299.99 (fairy&amp;nbsp;currency ; squablees).&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;so after using the product her hair became as beautiful as the suns and stars, but sadly only lasted for 2 and a half days. as her revenged towards the awfully handsome lying salesman, she forced him to marry her and became an&amp;nbsp;abusive wife. and they lived happily ever after. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;the end&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/517363986/my-day/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>My Book Reviews</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/501013357/my-book-reviews/</link><guid>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/501013357/my-book-reviews/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jun 2006 12:02:41 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;man of two worlds - frank herbert&lt;BR&gt;genre - sci fi&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;bout a guy who shares his body with an alien named ryll from a race called dreen from dreendom due to their ships colliding prior landing on earth. interesting and totally unexpected cause i was hoping lutt would change and actually like nishi cause she has this awesome nick name; the virgin chantuese. or whatever. and the book describes her as a really hot and beautiful sexy lady and above all intelligent. and she can read people, but she read lutt wrongly. what a bastard. in the end nishi fell in love with ryll (????!!!!) . im so focusing on the social aspects of the story and left out the political. who cares. this is my review bastards! did i tell u this book has good humour in it?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;fav character - nishi&lt;BR&gt;most hated character - stupid dreen habiba ( freakin hypocrit)&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;this alien shore - cs friedman&lt;BR&gt;genre - sci fi&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;awesome book but characters dont have a distinct something to make them special enough. but the story line is really cool. brainware, moddie, ainniq all weird terms used in the book. outernet, innernet,outpilot,inpilot etc. will review later. focuses on two major power weilders called the guerans and a corporate company called tridac. both parties searching for this girl age 19 called jamisia shido from habitat shido who has something that can blow the guerans monopoly of the ainniq into dust. geurans search for her to discover her secret and tridac pursue her for her ability. she gets help from a hacker called michal codename pheonix. and another thing in this is theres a virus called lucifer, studied and decoded by masada (a gueran) which was created by *beep* to over throw *beep* which at the end is revealed. but i ddnt mind the wait. very entertaining. i just wish it hadent ended so abruptly cause i wanted to find out the limit of jamisia's abilities. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;fav character - kio masada (iru)&lt;BR&gt;most hated character - zusu&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/501013357/my-book-reviews/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>random</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/462099700/random/</link><guid>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/462099700/random/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Mar 2006 17:45:20 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;sometimes i feel like my mind is totally detached from my body and i turn into this devil spawn and find faults in everyone and everything. and the uncanny thing about it is that i feel elevated, happy even. sometimes i wish that i could turn everything that goes in my puny head into actions. like when i see this obnoxious singaporean driver driving like he owns the freewa, i just wanna blow up his tires and laugh when he dies in a firey crash. or this stupid chinese who wears clothes like a f'ng japanese harajuku wannabe, i so wanna yell that she uglier than a baboons butt, or when lagu mawi starts on the radio, cant that booger slime just get out of the media? he'll be better off something else than being a stupid singer.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;the world is getting more and more individualistic. you can see it as a bad thing or a good thing. its already proven in my community at k9. all the girls have their own car and thats the core of individualism. you totally cant use the phrase 'be cool, car pool'. it dont work that way baby. everyone has their own agenda at their own personal time. the only thing that brings them together is a crises.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;im glad i have my own little group. though its always the four of us and will change in the future and though i have my own stupid inner instability, its good enough for me. hope it will last. the stupid fantastic 4. bodoh a, lari lari tinggal aku jugak. babi.&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/462099700/random/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, February 23, 2006</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/447762966/item/</link><guid>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/447762966/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Feb 2006 06:23:35 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;OMG. i've left this webpage for like months (dont i always do that?). im actually playing hookey on english now cause the teacher was droning on and on bout how to quote peoples word in a lawful way. that really had me, i just had to get the hell out. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;i can tell u people my life is totally running a little too fast for me and im trying my best to keep pace. and ive made new resolutions for this semester. no more skipping class! so far i've only skipped 2, english and ....uh.... english. in this week! haha. its not that i didnt want to go. i overslept the tuesday class (it was after submission besides, i think its forgivable)&amp;nbsp;and i just got out of todays class. i did stay for like 35 minutes though.&amp;nbsp;it took a lot of will power, honestly. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;even though i dont write much in my blog but doesnt mean im leaving it forever. i occasionally visit once in a while, i just dont like to force myself to write stuff. i write when i feel like it. if it takes force, its work for me, i like to do it in a&amp;nbsp;leisure-like manner. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once upon a time, faraway,long ago in a land of many enchanted tales, lived a girl with transculant (authors note/thoughts: i dont think this word exists but it sounds cool) earlobes. they made her look brilliantly beautiful. she dazzled everywhere she went, with the light catchingand passing through her unique earlobes. though this radiancy fell upon her by the mercy of the lord above, she was kind hearted till labeled a fool. why is this said so? so here starts a tale of unrequited glory,&amp;nbsp;a legend lost in history, tales&amp;nbsp;of the common country folk, nite morsels&amp;nbsp;for little children from their parents, a travelling bards tale with her singing nightingale.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;hello my xanga page that has been long deprived of my attention. lalala. i have discovered that i have a talent. though not useful but entertaining to a few. i like to write unfinished stories. its not that i do not want to finish it but rather i dont know how. im kinda egoistic to listen to other ppls ideas or accept their suggestion (ok ok bad habit duh)&amp;nbsp;but then if i do, my stories wouldnt be original, anyway. up there is one of the few million. i wrote&amp;nbsp;it this morning during kelas encik usmuni. &lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/371175324/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, June 24, 2005</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/290902997/item/</link><guid>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/290902997/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 22:32:50 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;im getting real serious into photography now. im even planning to get a good camera if im financially stable (cehwah mcm dah kerje je). so far ive been using my dads fujifilm s5000 but thats gonna end with my holiday n back to my crappy stupid stone age camera. im still trying to master night photos but never succeded in capturing good ones. they always seem fuzzy somehow. and after retiring from this hobby, im going to display my work at a gallery. yeah yeah i have dreams too u know. i just wonder what gallery will accept my works. n if that doesnt go as planned ill turn my home into a gallery. all of u are welcome! where n when still remains a question. heres one of my favourite works &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;*up close n personal*&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG style="WIDTH: 484px; HEIGHT: 380px" height=766 src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v285/sitibalkish/sheepedited.jpg" width=1002&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/290902997/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, June 19, 2005</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/287241199/item/</link><guid>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/287241199/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 20:54:00 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;Stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;(SIGHT)&lt;BR&gt;[ what color are your eyes? ]:&lt;BR&gt;brown like a cows&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ do you wear glasses/contacts? ]:&lt;BR&gt;glasses cause I look hideous in contacts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ describe something beautiful to you ]:&lt;BR&gt;food when im hungry during ramadhan n love&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[someone you know who has beautiful eyes ]:&lt;BR&gt;kuntum&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;[ first physical aspect you notice on the opposite sex: be honest! ]:&lt;BR&gt;eyes are a catcher&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;(SMELL)&lt;BR&gt;[ do you like your nose? ]:&lt;BR&gt;hehe. Suka.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ what does your hair smell like? ]:&lt;BR&gt;like stuff I use&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ what is your favorite scent from everyday life? ]:&lt;BR&gt;fresh cut grass n rusted stuff after rain&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ if you use perfume/cologne, what kind? ]:&lt;BR&gt;kenzo flower vanilla!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ who do you know that smells the best? ]:&lt;BR&gt;people who smell like freshly baked cookies &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;(SOUND)&lt;BR&gt;[ what kind of music do you like to listen to? ]:&lt;BR&gt;mellow oldies..light music&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ name a song that is special at this moment in time ]:&lt;BR&gt;billy joel – for the longest time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ are you a good singer? ]:&lt;BR&gt;you betcha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ do you play an instrument? ]:&lt;BR&gt;guitar! I know A n G notes only though&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ which spoken language sounds the best? ]:&lt;BR&gt;languages of nature&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ favorite everyday life sound? ]:&lt;BR&gt;wind aka silence &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ least favorite everyday life sound? ]:&lt;BR&gt;yelling&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ of the people you know, who has the best-sounding voice? ]:&lt;BR&gt;hehe&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;(TASTE)&lt;BR&gt;[ favorite food? ]:&lt;BR&gt;popia forever till the end&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ favorite drink? ]:&lt;BR&gt;milo ice&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ do you have a tongue/lip piercing? ]:&lt;BR&gt;nope. Heard it hurts.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ what are your thoughts on coffee? ]:&lt;BR&gt;headaches&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ the worst taste you have ever encountered? ]:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Hollands&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; raw herring &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ would you eat something disgusting for money? ]:&lt;BR&gt;nope.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;(TOUCH)&lt;BR&gt;[ do you consider yourself touch-sensitive? ]:&lt;BR&gt;yes..very ticklish&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ do you like people touching you? ]:&lt;BR&gt;nope.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ are you ticklish and if so, where? ]:&lt;BR&gt;yes I am&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ which are better: hugs or kisses? ]:&lt;BR&gt;both!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ who was the last person you touched? ]:&lt;BR&gt;my self&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ who do you wish you could reach out and touch right now? ]:&lt;BR&gt;hehe &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;[ favourite material to touch ]:&lt;BR&gt;skin?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/287241199/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, June 03, 2005</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/276263975/item/</link><guid>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/276263975/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2005 23:47:38 GMT</pubDate><description>penat..letih..sakit kaki. eurotrips really drain energy.</description><comments>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/276263975/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 16, 2005</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/263927454/item/</link><guid>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/263927454/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2005 20:49:02 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;DIV&gt;-an email i wrote to azlan that i would like to share, my turning point in life-&lt;/DIV&gt;
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&lt;DIV&gt;i have my own blog but im not sure uve been in it..there are some original articles in my past relationship which i did not delete because i thought finally that i dont want to be a coward and face the reality world..ive decided to be strong and face my problems instead of running away from them all the time...reading kak ayiens blog and knowing her situation of all parties, i believe&amp;nbsp;she truly is the hero of them all.i really look up to her..im going to pass this darn architecture course and not repeat a single semester so God help me. architecture is our world now...im not going to let the comfort of the&amp;nbsp;holidays make me forget bout it..im not going to forget that its one of the toughest course and im not going to forget that succeeding is not easy and i WILL be bruised and battered when i finally reach the gates of success (i prae to meet that day)..im going to be an architect even if it seems like a far-fetched dream..im going to improve my diplomatic skills, my speech skills, my vocabulary skills, and language skills (chinese)&amp;nbsp;and gain new talents like musical talents and drawing talents with hard practice.i dont care bout what other people will say (eg parents, cousins, aunts, people who want to see our downfall) even though its hard to ignore their searing comments and disagreements so-called-advices.i may seem proud but what they say i do take note..to remember my weaknesses and my strong points and to improve myself...after all even if i do get bruised and battered..ill stil heal wont i?hope so.&lt;/DIV&gt;
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&lt;DIV&gt;i dont want to be caught up in fantasies and i want to tie my feet down to the real world..im twenty now and an adult and im going to be responsible for my actions.im going to remind myself everyday of this stupidly,insanely,unrationally long holiday to be prepared for the next semester..im not strong nor am i talented nor am i a good designer but ill work hard for it. this is a promise to myself and to you azlan syarawi and if i ever forget that i would have no honour and respect to myself. i maebe young, naive, inexperienced, stubborn,&amp;nbsp;proud but im willing to learn and willing to take blows especially to my ego. im officially now a new siti balkish roslan. ambitious, hard working, still proud and most importantly; mature. but in heart im still the girl ill always be.&lt;/DIV&gt;
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&lt;DIV&gt;your sayang,&lt;/DIV&gt;
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&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;siti balkish roslan&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;</description><comments>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/263927454/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, May 16, 2005</title><link>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/263857239/item/</link><guid>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/263857239/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2005 19:24:51 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Happy Birthday to me&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;happy birthday to me &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;happy birthday to me &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;happy birthday to me&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;with the birthday song tune LOL. &lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/laughing.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://sitibalkishroslan.xanga.com/263857239/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>