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    <description>I.S. does USA</description>
    <lastBuildDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 02:25:00 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2007.</copyright>
    <category>Entertainment</category>
    <category>Travel</category>
    <category>People</category>
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      <title>happenings</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/39.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 09:43:56 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>So quite a lot has happened since the last time I wrote. So here it is list form
1) My supervisor is an idiot. He asked why am I doing engineering because he thinks its not suitable for me. He said I should be doing something like fashion design instead. -_-  . What bloody nonsense is that. I hate art. And then when I asked him why he said that. He said its coz I dress up nicely and listen to an mp3 player. 
-_-
What the fuck. Whateverla. Bloody siao. Got such thing as engineers dont listen to mp3 player and dress nicely ar. 
2) So my friend right. The penis flasher from America with a... (more)</description>
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      <title>My flight back</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/38.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 06:47:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Hello hello. I'm back in sunny California.
So I was flying back on the plane right. And it wasnt so bad coz Roomie was with me and all. But on the second flight from Taipei to San Francisco, this weird Taiwanese American man was sitting next to me. I picked seats before the flight but they changed aircraft. 
Anyway, this man is 48 years old and bald on the top of his head. Not dressed very well. Looks like the guy from Kung Fu Hustle who was in the final showdown with Steven Chow. He didnt talk to me for the whole flight until the last two hours. Suddenly he started talking to me. At first... (more)</description>
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      <title>Bye bye Malaysia</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/37.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2007 20:14:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I leave for the airport in less than 8 hours and I fly in less than 11. 
I keep feeling like I forgot to pack something. And instead of unpacking everything to check if I packed it, I'm going through my room inch by inch. Its easier than unpacking coz it would be like unravelling your intestines then trying to stuff them back in through your asshole. Anyway I rarely leave my stuff outside my room. 
Last year when I went back I was with Sushi. And I was super emo. It's weird because it shouldve been easier last year. Since I had a boyfriend to be all supportive and comforting. But I'm a lot... (more)</description>
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      <title>HKFui</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/36.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 20:41:21 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Here's the story of HKFui. He's part of the reason I'm so paranoid about not having people to help me out.
I met him at this Engineering open house thing. I was the only female student representative for civil so the dean asked me to go up and talk about my experience. I had no idea what the fuck to say coz I dont feel as if my experience was any different from a guy's experience. So thats what I said. They treat everyone the same. Anyway, I mentioned I was an international student and he was from HK so he spoke to me after I was done talking. 
I realised he was in my structural analysis... (more)</description>
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      <title>Back to America</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/35.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 20:32:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Ok well I'm going back to America tomorrow. I'm sort of done packing and my suitcase looks like it went to an all you can eat clothes buffet. 
I have a sneaking suspicion that my clothes have wild, unprotected orgies when I'm not in my room. Because how else do you explain the explosion of clothing I've had since I came back. I didnt shop that much here. They must be breeding. I must remind myself to throw some condoms into my cupboard. Although knowing my luck, they probably membiak secara aseks and I'm doomed to a lifetime of multiplying clothes. 
Well, this time when I go back to... (more)</description>
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      <title>Pity these people.</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/34.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 19:41:39 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It's so sad how people get so lonely. 
This guy has been messaging me on Friendster for about a month or two. He does it every week and I have no idea who he is. 
It would be weird if he was stalkerish and kept making sexual comments or asking me to add him. But he doesnt. He didnt add me even though my email is there. He didnt ask to meet up. He didnt even ask me to reply. All he does is send me messages about his life and what he's up to. Like I'm his friend. He's a 30 year old Chinese guy who's down on his luck and I guess..has no friends. And he's that lonely that he messages someone he... (more)</description>
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      <title>Surprise!</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/33.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 16:20:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>So I was looking through my computer files to reorganise them. I hate to admit it but I am a neat freak when it comes to my computer files. 
My room can be a disaster area and I'll be damned if I know where my hairbrush is. A lot of the time my floor doubles as wardrobe, bookcase, and laundry basket space. But name me a file, any file, and I'LL KNOW WHERE IT IS. Or at least be able to find it in 2 attempts or  less. 
Since most things in my computer are neatly tucked in its respective folder, subfolder, or subsubfolder, I also know what every file is. Anyway, I came across this video file... (more)</description>
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      <title>All grown up.</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/32.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 18:10:45 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>There can be nothing more depressing than having to pack up the remnants of your childhood in to cheap plastic boxes from Carrefour. 
I leave Malaysia in 5 days. And should I decide to work and live in America, this is the last time I will be leaving home with it REALLY being home. In the future, when I come back, I will be a guest in a guest room. 
As I sort through my things, I look at old photos and keepsakes. Most of the things in my room now are just keepsakes. Everything practical like clothes I need or books are all in America or in the luggage I never unpacked when I came back home.... (more)</description>
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      <title>I'm old</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/31.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 17:41:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Age is catching up with me. Yah yah whatever I'm only 21. But seriously it is. Here's the proof. 
1) My metabolism isnt as high as it used to be. 
I used to be able to eat a large McDonalds value meal plus nuggets and then eat cake later several times a week and not gain weight. Now, I eat a burger and fries and I can feel the lump of fat on my hips getting larger. On the bright side, I actually have an ass now and I went up a cup size. On the down side, I look more and more pregnant everyday. 
2) I'm a lot less daring than I used to be. 
Oh the stupid things I used to do when I was still... (more)</description>
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      <title>Dear Rahmat Abdul Hir</title>
      <link>http://isusa.blogdrive.com/archive/30.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2007 16:47:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Terrorists have terrible timing. 
I was reading the paper today when I noticed a story about some Malaysian getting charged for having terror links in America. Oh great. I read further and see that the guy lives in California. Even better. He is a U.S. permanent resident and works in Sunnyvale. Mother Fucker. He is a test engineer for a company that deals with U.S. government contracts. This is not looking good for me or any other foreign engineer. The fucker lives in SAN JOSE. God damn it. The fucker used MALAY to send emails about terrorist activities. 
Wonderful la. This is just... (more)</description>
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