tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46425370549275709832024-03-13T22:29:57.867-07:00Occasionally Surfaced ThoughtsOnly Those Stuff that came through, thought about,and written onNaddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-51401357831197106122009-09-20T08:38:00.000-07:002009-09-20T09:18:17.972-07:00going green<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>I just have to blog about it.have to have to.<br /><br /><br />U see, today is hari raya pertama. The day u see ur cousins, aunties and what nots. My friends are well aware that I hang out with a few of my cousins sometimes, and we do HANG well.hehe ; )<br /><br />So i bumped into A, he was wearing green this morning, then i was like "heyy sama colour".Then later in the afternoon, I bumped in B, another close close cousin, and she was wearing green jugak. and so i told B, "hey tadi A pun pakai green jugak.."..she stared me in the deepest look which leads to mutual understanding of a fact she's trying to deliver... she was definately thinking "he he he.maknanya kita ada common interest terhadap sesuatu hijau yang serupa ke?"<br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">ohh and selamat hari raya!</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SrZVKMgRhkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TeJuVWm_9oo/s1600-h/DSC00226.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SrZVKMgRhkI/AAAAAAAAAFY/TeJuVWm_9oo/s320/DSC00226.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383584038211651138" border="0" /></a></div>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-2326282155526704372009-05-10T19:55:00.000-07:002009-05-10T20:01:23.216-07:00mari beramai-ramai tukar celcom postpaid plan!Sehari sebelum final start.<br /><br />My celcom kena bar, AGAIN.<br /><br /><br />Geram geram geram.<br /><br />But then again, ok jugak timing tu.<br /><br />Terima kasih ye celcom.Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-56206031058481406112009-05-06T23:55:00.000-07:002009-05-07T00:30:21.840-07:00Donald Trump<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Yesterday I dozed off at around 7 am, after having a super nice glass of iced white coffee at ameeth.Boy that thing always keeps me wide awake, kalau nak describe macam nak main tennis pun boleh.</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Anyhow, the point issss i've been having a string of weird weird dreams lately, yang tak make sense lansung. And i did basuh kaki before i jump on my bed, so that should mean something no?</span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><br /><br />The most recent one goes like this,</span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I was a close buddy of </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Donald Trump</span>. <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">Yes si tua kaya yang berbini hot itu. I can't remember if im some kind of his gundik or just a really close friend. So we were checking in to this supposedly the nicest hotel suite in New York, and a third person asked him 'What are you gonna do at the suite?' and he was like 'buat apa lagi.hehehe' <span style="font-style: italic;">*sambil angkat2 kening blonde dia and looking at me*</span> . And yes, he replied in<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"> <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Malay</span> </span>to the person.hahah.</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">If thats not weird enough, he asked me whether i need anything. I asked for a car.Yang takbest nye, he bought a horse for me instead. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Kuda wei! </span>kat Malaysia nak tunggang kuda pegi office ke, klcc ke?<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SgKLjE8qRnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OtTafvnCptM/s1600-h/donald-trump.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SgKLjE8qRnI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OtTafvnCptM/s320/donald-trump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332978343499941490" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SgKK5-fMf4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/pGf6GrUy1q0/s1600-h/ResumePic.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SgKK5-fMf4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/pGf6GrUy1q0/s320/ResumePic.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332977637391105922" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Oh, nak tayang gambar resume yang bajet apprentice.hehe.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Come to think about it, maybe its because I've been thinking about money much lately.<br /><br /></span></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">I was hoping for a better interpretation of it though.heee.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Anyone?</span></span></span> </div>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-78825552898092935362009-04-26T23:18:00.000-07:002009-04-26T23:46:46.106-07:00Siapa Betul?<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Why do people quarrel in the 1st place? </span> </span><br /><br /> <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">- It's because they </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">think</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> that what they are standing for is right, the universal acceptance of the term 'Right'.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> - That their mind processes the subject of quarrel as it is perceived as correct, reflecting on how they were brought up and the people around them which influence how they think.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> - That they are selfish, fighting for what's best and most beneficial for them.<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> - That they never try to put their selves in other people's shoes. (being selfish la jugak)<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> - That when a misunderstanding occur, they did not try to cure it in the early stages, letting it go waaaay beyond what they should be talking about and in the end, it is all pointless.<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> - Dendam.<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> - Jealousy.<br /><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> - Or simply, they are thinking childishly that it doesn't even matter what they are fighting about. Because even they themselves don't know what they are fighting for, it's just for the sake of well......................fighting.(ini yang paling stupid).<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">All i'm trying to say is, I have experienced encountering a fight with people with these reasons to fight. And i'm still learning how to handle it.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Not to lie, I also have been the one who had these thoughts whenever i get into a fight.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;">So it's normal I assume?</span>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-71280822298529379112009-04-21T22:38:00.000-07:002009-04-21T22:45:24.855-07:00Makin Lama...<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Makin seronok lepak dengan orang yang best.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Makin gemuk kalau kita makan banyak sangat.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">Makin malas nak pegi class bila kita dah selalu sangat tak pegi.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Makin gelap bila kita asyik berjemur je tiap2 hari.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);">Makin miskin kalau kita guna duit tak mengikut kemampuan time tu.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">Makin </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">sedih</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"> kalau kita baru je sedar, i'll miss this moment while i'm here.</span><br /><br /><br />p/s: Jom pegi fishing and main layang-layang! =DNaddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-89049997067179338952009-01-12T08:05:00.000-08:002009-01-12T08:26:08.265-08:00Happy Birthday Louby-Louby<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">By far, the longest birthday celebration i have attended ever.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Thats was Loub's 22nd year.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Took 2 days, went to more than 4 places to celebrate.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Great great fun & laughter with great people all along.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SWttraT1VVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bw978sCcFYU/s1600-h/P1100317.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SWttraT1VVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bw978sCcFYU/s320/P1100317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290442779841090898" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br />After a great surprise at <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Zouk</span>, off to <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);">PD!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SWttuJvGBJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_bNiNBK-OiY/s1600-h/P1100326.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 261px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SWttuJvGBJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_bNiNBK-OiY/s320/P1100326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290442826931635346" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />Dear cousin , happy birthday! you are now a year wiser, hotter and sexier!<br />Love ya!<br /><br />p/s: i'm gonna miss all of them when i balik <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">UTP</span>. urghh.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> (takda org nak buat lawak kangkung lagi)</span><br /><br />xoxo<br />NaddoNaddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-52805691329918769772008-12-16T07:39:00.000-08:002008-12-16T08:10:16.719-08:00You are never to slim for this!<div style="text-align: center;">I was gonna sleep before I came across this video Senn took from <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">MBM Family Day</span> back in June 08.<br /><br />I was invited by <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Low Wan Fung </span>(the one in the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">red </span>cawat) to be his opponent.Nak tunjuk hebat depan our colleagues la tu.lol.Funny guy still. i'm in the <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">blue</span> cawat anyway, looking all short and fat.Because of that, i didn't manage to wear all of the required parts of the costume, like the hand bandage sort of thing(don't know what they call it).<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='365' height='302' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwP6afV8s3UCsXDRkXgW-xhp2FTlBPga0VVH9tUyZZREvNTY4xB5CaMjWjJLQ4tFiC-5pR06XuUEeJTDxPCpg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><br />Funny times.The squeaky laughing sound came from my dear Senn.<br /><br />Oh yes, I met <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Alip, Afdzal, Ciko, Hadi, Hadi Mok & Tasha</span> at KLCC just now for lunch.<br /><br />Tomorrow will be another long day of sightseeing with a friend from Singapore which have always been surprised how we can simply throw rubbish everywhere here.<br /><br />Now if you excuse me, I've got some unsettled business on my bed. Expect it to be finished earliest by 12.00 pm tomorrow.<br /><br />For those yang bekerja esok, this is your public service announcement : <span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">Sila pergi kerja, u know who you are</span>.hihi.<br /><br />Gute Nacht!<br /></div>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-69704061353082799712008-12-09T21:56:00.000-08:002008-12-10T02:16:45.072-08:00Eh, I'm 21 already lah!Effective <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">3rd December 2008</span>, 12.00 a.m ,<br /><br />Darn it, my <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">ING Insurance Card</span> is not valid anymore.<br />So as my <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Malaysian Airlines</span> super-duper discounted flight rates.<br /><br />Aiyoo.<br /><br />BUT!<br /><br />Tak perlu pinjam IC Loubna lagi for malam-malam suka ria.<br />Officially an adult and legally able to decide on anything affecting my life myself.<br /><br />err.apa lagi eh..<br />......<br />....<br /><br />tu je ke advantage?<br /><br /><br />anyway, 21st year of my life celebrated differently from last year's.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/ST9diaExcMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fxrLuJ8vg-U/s1600-h/02-12-06_2347.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/ST9diaExcMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fxrLuJ8vg-U/s320/02-12-06_2347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278040133997785282" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">This is how the eve of my 19th year went.</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">(Kena campak dalam swimming pool lepas dress up lawa2 2 tahun berturut)<br /></div><br /></div>But, tradition every year of makan kat <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">Murni SS2</span> is still on.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>After dinner, Loub decide on partying at <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Zouk</span>.<br />Attendees : <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Amirul, Faiz, Loubna, Iman, Yaya, Mamal, Nad (tinggi), Paiseh, Noin.</span><br />Zouk mlm Selasa mcm tempat hip-hop dancers tunjuk skill dance yang ntah pape.<br />Nasib baik its my birthday, layankan je la.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/ST9dimRVccI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dtdIwIF1Xq4/s1600-h/b4.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/ST9dimRVccI/AAAAAAAAAEg/dtdIwIF1Xq4/s320/b4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278040137271701954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Me, Mamal and Faiz yg tengah sengih kat siapa ntah</span><br /></div><br />Within the 21st year of mylife, saya berharap-harap nak achieve/lakukan these things:<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">1) Obtain Bachelor's Degree in Business Information System by mid 2009.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">2) Travel around ( at least 2 pulau and a country in another continent)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">3) Buy a car</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">4) Sing at any gig (Musicfest/Wuhoo/Euphonious pun jadilah) with a band before i Graduate.<br /><br /></span><br />Thats all i can think of so far.Gila tak ber-vision.<br /><br />Post on Penang Jazz Fest coming soon!Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-84067530070187160632008-12-03T23:40:00.000-08:002008-12-04T01:06:04.717-08:00Bijou Bazaar<div style="text-align: justify;">When Noin first contacted me asking whether im interested to join her opening up a booth at <span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">bijou</span>, i immediately agreed thinking on those extra old-not-needed clothes i have to let go. You know, a girl always need to clear up some space in her closet for new ones to come =)<br /><br /><br />And so the day arrives, we were pretty late as we only arrived at about 3pm to <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Solaris Mont Kiara</span> while the event supposedly starts at 2pm.Appearing like bimbos , we look all clueless when arranging our sale items and constantly changing the positions of the goods to make it appear more 'purchase-able'.Even when assembling the rails for clothes display, there was a point when it fell down.lol.Nasib baik ada this nice couple <span style="font-style: italic;">(part of the Bijou committee i suppose)</span> that help us out. Maaflah, first timer.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeUtNLrfCI/AAAAAAAAADo/VQtfUI0285o/s1600-h/DSC_0062.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeUtNLrfCI/AAAAAAAAADo/VQtfUI0285o/s320/DSC_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275848992841497634" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">The Booth(Excuse sepah2 kat bawah tu)<br /><br /></span></div>Our booth attractions are :<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">1) Adreen's Cupcakes & Soft Cookies (Sgt Sedap!)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">2) Noin's Bed-Pod</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">3) Noin's Aunty Crafts </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">4) Noin's, Mas' and Nad's Pre-Loved Items (handbags, dresses, pants, tops, accessories etc)<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeVzPH8QWI/AAAAAAAAADw/t3qskibeEkw/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeVzPH8QWI/AAAAAAAAADw/t3qskibeEkw/s320/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275850195953533282" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Partners (plus Adreen)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">The sales for Saturday was pretty impressive, each of us managed to gain profit within a few hours of selling.We were damn lazy to promote our stuff and loitered around bazaar all the time instead of taking care of our booth. Budak2 baru nak berniaga la katakan.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeXXTDGkGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QpxPepW3g3s/s1600-h/DSC_0051.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeXXTDGkGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QpxPepW3g3s/s320/DSC_0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275851914993897570" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Orang2 yang lari sikit dari priority.haha.(says The Book of Answers)<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeYpVH8sSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/7KQIi-YWrCQ/s1600-h/DSC_0074.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeYpVH8sSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/7KQIi-YWrCQ/s320/DSC_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275853324300366114" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Resistant to close down the booth, so snap snap.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Some friends showed up have made the day seem less tiring for us as we were laughing about stupid stuff and bahan-bahan some people.Thanks <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Anum, Dharma,Ain, Kajen, Maria, Erney, Ina, Nawal, Wina</span> and ramai lagi of those whom i can't recall their names.Some of them who stayed till the end :<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Tasha, Dzul, Ikram,Ween, Ah-Cai, Zahid, Enzo & Friends,</span> extra thanks to you guys.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeZwxelBvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jgtR5UD65pc/s1600-h/DSC_0079.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/STeZwxelBvI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jgtR5UD65pc/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275854551682189042" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Couples who stayed till the end (Tash, Zul, Mas & Acai)</span><br /></div><br />So if you ask, will i do it again? Berniaga di <span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);">Bijou</span>?Definately, selling & putting stuff into plastic bags & getting cash out of it. Yes, penat, but it s worth it for the fun & experience we've got.<br /><br />For sunday<span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"> bijou</span> session happenings, please refer to <a href="http://lookingforrainbow.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-was-yesterday.html">Noin's Post</a> on it.<br /><br /></div>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-91856697655325219422008-11-25T10:27:00.000-08:002008-11-25T23:05:10.756-08:00Packing Pre-quel<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Goodbye</span> to sucky-limited choice of cafeteria food.Credits to Nasi Ayam Rempah though!<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Goodbye </span>to assignments, tests, quizzes & classes.(not that i went to class that much)<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Goodbye </span>to V5k - L2.4 - Room 1.(no goodbyes to the roomie though )<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Goodbye</span> to long journeys to Ipoh, Lumut or any other places we considered 'tempat jalan-jalan'.<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Goodbye </span>to many many chit chatting sessions at sithick and ameeth.<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Goodbye </span>to nice food of Segitiga & Tom Tam.<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Goodbye</span> to unwanted companies and moments of kruk kruk and discomfortness.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SSzy701e3qI/AAAAAAAAADY/sjoJ5BlsYLg/s1600-h/IMGP2651.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SSzy701e3qI/AAAAAAAAADY/sjoJ5BlsYLg/s320/IMGP2651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272856373353176738" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Hello</span> to new scenery.<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Hello</span> to long lost friends.<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Hello</span> to shopping malls with endless choices of apparels.<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Hello</span> to many ad-hoc plans.<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Hello</span> to new topics of interesting discussions, new experiences.<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Hello</span> to Lulu =)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;">Hello</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> to many journeys of uncertainties.</span><br /><br /><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SSzy8mhasBI/AAAAAAAAADg/g8O16hZvM-M/s1600-h/CIMG5217.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SSzy8mhasBI/AAAAAAAAADg/g8O16hZvM-M/s320/CIMG5217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272856386690789394" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-8997301525844025342008-11-24T17:14:00.000-08:002008-11-24T01:14:49.837-08:00Snuffleupagus<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br />He said it.<br /><a href="http://aziqenator.blogspot.com/">Azik</a> did too.<br /><a href="http://ainnabella.blogspot.com/">Ain</a> immediately laughed on that, in fact.<br />So it should be true?<br /><br /><br /><br />Someone told me that I have resemblance with <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">snuffleupaugus</span>, a mammoth character from sesame street.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SSpoiwLumxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hrL991ZQtJY/s1600-h/Mommysnuffy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SSpoiwLumxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/hrL991ZQtJY/s320/Mommysnuffy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272141260049521426" border="0" /></a><br />Si Snuffle Betina (semasa kecik putih sedikit)<br /><br /><br />Part mana yang sama?<br /><br />Saya rasa lah :<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">mata yang besar.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">kulit yang coklat.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">bulu mata yang panjang dan tunduk ke bawah.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><br /></span>ye ke?<br /></div>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-85741667327624262052008-11-22T20:33:00.000-08:002008-11-22T21:04:09.035-08:00Sem Break is here! almost.I am really glad this semester is almost over. The feeling is almost like escaping from a place where you have no choice but to be at and finally get the freedom to choose your path.ahhhh that feels so good.<br /><br />I guess i've finally come to my senses, identified the friends anyone would need around with and those who you just can't seem to get whats playing in their mind.<br /><br />well well...i have a list of things planned for me to do this coming semester break, which is only 2 days away. and read this : My <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">LAST</span> sem break ever!<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">* 29th & 30th Nov - Open up a booth at Bijou Bazaar to sell our stuffs with Noin, Adreen & </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> Mas.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">* 2nd Dec and/or 3rd Dec - Celebrate my birthday!hee.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">* 6th & 7th Dec - Travel up to Penang for Penang Jazz Festival with Anum, Dharma, Senn, Ain </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"> & Afdzal.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">* 8hb Dec - Hari Raya Haji.Possibly going back to JB?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">and yes, i still have two papers underway, International Business & Advanced Database Systems.Wish me luck!<br /></span></span>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-35320971604109414722008-11-09T12:11:00.000-08:002008-11-09T12:52:26.773-08:00Those Were The Days<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRdHcVxpUnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cXlsqN-0jzk/s1600-h/DSCI0546.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266756841440367218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRdHcVxpUnI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cXlsqN-0jzk/s320/DSCI0546.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center">Work Time<br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRdHcXgQGbI/AAAAAAAAADA/Y3aqumxk7YQ/s1600-h/IMG_1970.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266756841904282034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRdHcXgQGbI/AAAAAAAAADA/Y3aqumxk7YQ/s320/IMG_1970.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">Party Time<br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRdHc6mZggI/AAAAAAAAADI/5bnLDzyAI0Y/s1600-h/P4130223.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266756851325305346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRdHc6mZggI/AAAAAAAAADI/5bnLDzyAI0Y/s320/P4130223.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center">Holiday Time<br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><br />Oh yes, how i miss those days. I probably miss them too much sometimes.But heck, who cares. I've had the best 8 months working experience that not anyone can have.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I've tried to upload this video to this post, but doesn't work somehow :</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QboV5uWvego">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QboV5uWvego</a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">and maybe im exaggerating a little too much on this, as i dont need to sit for any examinations then.Hee.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Good luck everyone!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-54849567859386201782008-11-04T12:01:00.000-08:002008-11-04T12:19:45.705-08:00Tag-a-dee-dooI was tagged by <a href="http://ainnabella.blogspot.com/">Ain Nabilah</a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">1</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">.</span> If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- sad.really sad.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- blessed with happiness all my life & having sufficient money to do things.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">3. If you are the opposite gender, what would you do?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- being absolutely handsome and date the most incredible girls.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">4. What would you do with a billion dollars?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- Buy my mom her dream car, and then ill venture in some businesses.and maybe play the stock exchange game.<br /><br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">5. Will you fall in love with your friend?-<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- yeapppp.<br /><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- the presence of both feeling must be lah.<br /><br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?<br />- it depends, i'll soo wait if he's worth it.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- im certainly not good in expressing my feelings.so he'd probably wouldnt know that i even like him.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">9. Have u ever been labeled as a snatcher?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- surprisingly quite a few times, and i was just accused without a solid evidence.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">10. What takes you down the fastest?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- when big bird says things i dont wanna hear.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?<br />- being happy! =D<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />12. What do you really want at the moment of responding to this tag?<br /></span>- trying to futher spoil already spoiled relationship. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- considerate of people's feeling. and soft hearted.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- ill be single and rich THEN get married.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">15. What's the first thing you do when you wake up today?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- sleep again.<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">16. Would you give all in a relationship?</span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- what kind of all does that mean?<br /></span></span><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?<br />- hmmm, i have not a clue.<br /></span></span></div><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?<br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- depends on how i value that person.i believe in give and take. so its not fair to just take, take and take again.<br /></span></span></div><div> </div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">19. What is your feeling rite now?<br /></span></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">- weird, certainly NOT emotional.<br /><br /></span></span>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-62546746623064143712008-11-04T05:02:00.000-08:002008-11-04T06:19:54.835-08:00Last (three) Nights a DJ Save My LifeNever thought that statement would actually make sense, but it does now to me.<br /><br />You see, last 3 nights i was in<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"> Penang </span>with my friends in conjunction of celebrating <a href="http://dzulhazmishaarin.blogspot.com/">Dzul's</a> Birthday.The moment we depart from UTP everything was fine, road trip ambiance was there, we are so full of energy we can smack down a wooden tree house.<br /><br />To cut story short, there was situations occurred which results in disappointment to everyone affected, and how it affects me have made me teary when we reached our nice <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Sri Sayang Apartment</span> nearby <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Ferengghi Beach</span> we've rented for the night. What a turn off, vacation mode turns into something sooo sucky, that i need to run down a few drops.<br /><br />Despite that, I still say we go on with the night and do whatever we planned to do, despite of all the rumours and whatever things might be happening later - we need to go and have fun.Seriously after a day spent waiting and waiting annnnndddd waiting again, we deserve something out of it since we are in penang ain't it?<br /><br />We were again soo full of energy at <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">MOMO</span>, dancing to any music whether its <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">indian</span>, <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">chinese</span> or just plain <span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">techno</span>.The night turned out to be great when we were in there. Or at least the birthday boy had fun, did u Zul? And as i was standing across the dance floor a thought came to me, what kind of DJ could possibly be in <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Penang</span> who spins such and ok-lah-bole-blah kind of music, which is sooo much better than RJ in <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Ipoh</span>?<br /><br /><br />Well, after a minute loitering my eyes around looking for the DJ console, i found it and the DJ is the most not decently dressed - anyone wont anticipate him as a dj. Wearing Pagoda-look-a-like T-shirt, he was rather good at what he's doing rather than bajet-stylo DJs at RJ Ipoh.Seriously.<br /><br /><br />So all i got to say to him is : <span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Thank You fo</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">r making my night!What would we do without you =D</span><br /><br />As the good mood continues to foster itself, these tells how our day in <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Penang</span> ended ;<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRBSc2kUH2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ro7xiLe5a88/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRBSc2kUH2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/Ro7xiLe5a88/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264798620033752930" border="0" /></a><br />Careful Zik, we wouldnt want another tragedy<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRBSdRz0w2I/AAAAAAAAACA/3cU46VUCCEY/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRBSdRz0w2I/AAAAAAAAACA/3cU46VUCCEY/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264798627346563938" border="0" /></a><br />Birthday boy and Girlfriend, The Roommate<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRBU56QgFTI/AAAAAAAAACY/maZZd23QRdE/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRBU56QgFTI/AAAAAAAAACY/maZZd23QRdE/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264801318263854386" border="0" /></a><br />Port Cornwallis, when the sun slowly tries to flesh out more darkness out of me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRBY4QEdZ7I/AAAAAAAAACw/5Q7w8Fu5zAw/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SRBY4QEdZ7I/AAAAAAAAACw/5Q7w8Fu5zAw/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805687805700018" border="0" /></a><br />Cutting the birthday cake ceremony, with Penang Bridge in the background.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Conclusion of the trip</span> : Travel with the right people and Road Trips with more than a car means all cars travel together.Otherwise it falls rather not in the all-together vacation kind of trip.<br /></div><br /><br />--------<br />Nad<br /><br /></div>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-479787028046669232008-10-22T20:06:00.001-07:002008-10-22T20:29:07.512-07:00When Lulu thinks she's too cute<div style="text-align: center;">My <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">sister</span> is always known in the family to always have the sweetest pose & smile <span style="font-style: italic;">(or at least she thinks so)</span> in almost ALL photos we've seen, like this one ;<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SP_smyHkCSI/AAAAAAAAABY/CTNb3nXbZAQ/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SP_smyHkCSI/AAAAAAAAABY/CTNb3nXbZAQ/s320/DSC00249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260183040824707362" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Having an awesomely cute time</span><br /><br /><br />But then, during the raya holidays i was in shocked when i photographed her for the second time after the picture above, as this is what she did<span style="font-style: italic;">(i tell you, she NEVER did this kind of faces to take pics for)</span> ;<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SP_snRCRRvI/AAAAAAAAABg/_Oa5WJol_lk/s1600-h/DSC00246.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SP_snRCRRvI/AAAAAAAAABg/_Oa5WJol_lk/s320/DSC00246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260183049124005618" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Blerghhhhhhhh!</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oh well, i think she's discovered its not an IN thing anymore to be cute & take cute pictures zaman sekarang.haha.bajet betul.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />p/s: I also discovered something new about us cousins poses, kami kakak kakak yang dah tua and have taken too much pics with each other and dah malas and tak ada idea nak pose, this is the hasil ;<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SP_uayEIUcI/AAAAAAAAABw/y8GgnWcOdVw/s1600-h/DSC01444.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CaUQDED7VFs/SP_uayEIUcI/AAAAAAAAABw/y8GgnWcOdVw/s320/DSC01444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260185033675133378" border="0" /></a><br />yea..okay raya..whatever.<br /><br /><br />haha.bosan kan?a sign of a bunch of cam whores yang dah nak menopause.haha<br /><br /><br />Cheers!<br /><br /></div>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-40409835680802730692008-10-22T07:59:00.000-07:002008-10-22T08:30:39.418-07:00Simple Things Made Me Realize About ThingsRead This : Have you ever feel so joyful with no worries absolutely in a moment, and YOU think there are no way possible that can make you down and only then realize some things are missing?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Well, I have.Fair to say a few times.<br /><br /><br />I will now randomly choose some words came up in my head, and explain how it relates to my 'realize' moments.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;">Shopping</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fact </span>: I haven't gone cheap apparel hunting for as long as i know as i am busy following my friends doing other activities.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Truth </span>: I miss doing that , and I can't seem to enjoy doing it with different set of people.<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">Food</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fact</span> : I have been eating chicken AGAIN as suddenly i find it tasty.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Truth</span> : Im too lazy to walk a bit further to find nice food with NO chicken in it.And yes, I have to admit nasi ayam rempah v5 sedap!<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Karaoke</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fact</span> : A few weeks ago I can be considered as one of the karaoke junkies, as we went for at least 3 times a week.And i stopped because at some point i dont find it entertaining anymore.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Truth</span> : I simply stopped because i dont find it worth it with how i feel after each session.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);">Car</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fact</span> : I think its hard for me now having no car at the moment, as its because i always need to borrow my friend's car to go anywhere.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Truth </span>: I think when dont have a car, I always need to follow people's choice of food, places to go, time to leave/return and such. and at some point i feel weird if i dont have a car, as when i use to have one (and i'm the ONLY one with it) , my car has been the public transportation of the year, with a few identifiable owner is being seen.(this reminds me of <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Wet Girls</span> seating at the boot while me driving and at the same time running away from pak guard trying to chase us, ahhh.memories. )Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-52974111786597379832008-10-10T23:32:00.000-07:002008-10-11T00:10:10.085-07:00You know youre watching a Malay Movie when..<p style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:courier new;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Stereotype 1</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" ><br />The hero looks too old to be a 20 years old biker (read: Rosyam Noor in KL Menjerit), the heroin looks too 'Erra Fazira' (Wait a minute. It IsErra Fazira celluloid invasion!) and the mother of the hero looks too underaged to be a mother.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Stereotype </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" > 2</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" > To resolve matters of the heart, the venue of choice is always at thebeach. The girl, with a pair of fake Gucci sunglasses on her head, will occupy the space under one coconut tree, while the boy will take an<br />adjacent one. They will refer to themselves as 'I' and 'You', and the scene will climax with the girl's face streaked with tears 'You beritahu I sekarang, you masih cintakan I ke tidak',<br /><br />and the boy will run his hand through his hair (An expression of Malay angst, described by the word, 'frust menonggeng'). Oh yeah, they will then spend 10 minutes bellowing some sappy-romantic tunes on the top of their lungs even when the passerby are ogling curiously.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Stereotype </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" > 3</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" > On the deathbed, the terminally-ill will tend to see the light, especially when surrounded by those who he or she has wronged. There will always be time to beg forgiveness from everyone (full grammatically-correct sentence, mind you) before the last breath is exhaled, usually reserved for the all-important mengucap (repentance), which is the definitive sign of insaf?!<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Stereotype </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" > 4</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" > At the hospital, a doctor will always be ambushed by anxious relatives, who will ask: 'Bagaimana keadaan dia sekarang, doktor?'.The doctor will look serious and tentative (most of the time, looks too dodgy to become a doc) maybe sigh a bit, before finally replying, 'Keadaan dia stabil.Tetapi dia perlu banyak berehat.' The doctor will also be carrying a clipboard.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Stereotype </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"> 5 </span><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" >The hero can gasp in awe looking at Sepang F1 Circuit, KLIA and The Petronas Twin Towers as he had just realized how developed <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Malaysia</st1:place></st1:country-region> is after studying abroad for 7 years. (read: Cinta Kolestrol) EverHeard of Internet, Yusry? Pathetic.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Stereotype </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" > 6</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" > Rendezvous/date is carried out at some dim-litted coffee house or fancy restaurant and the only drink you and your partner will order is orange juice. Other drinks like sirap limau or teh tarik are not classy enough.Somehow during the conversation, you will sip your drink bit by bit but never finish it all in gusto.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Stereotype </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" > 7</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" > The boss of a company sits at his desk, usually writing longhand notes.There is no laptop nor computer on his desk. There are many ring files at the cabinet behind him. To show how important he is in the company, when he leaves his office, he tells his secretary, 'Kalau orang telefon, cakap saya ada appointment dengan Tan Sri/Dato'/Tengku'. Bimbo-looking secretary would smile sheepishly while playing with her chemically damaged hair.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Stereotype </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" > 8</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" > Only baddies, like delinquents and drug peddlers go to nightclubs. The only good people in nightclubs are undercover policemen.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Stereotype </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"> 9 </span><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" >Brain tumours are cancers of choice, because sufferers get dizzy and tend to faint melodramatically. Cervical and breast cancer are like, you know, private. As for lung, colon and testicular cancer, they're just not as aesthetic on those CAT scans as the ghostly cerebral ones.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >Stereotype </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" > 10</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style=";color:black;" > Hari Raya is the best time for character transformations. The sound of the Aidilfitri prayer call on Hari Raya morning is enough to send drug addicts, glue sniffers, drunkards, adulterers, street gang members and girls who wear too much make up into depths of remorse</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-size:8;color:black;" ><br /></span></span></p>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-49714188778181731762008-10-09T17:34:00.000-07:002008-10-09T17:54:46.743-07:00I think<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">#1 </span> I think you don't actually favor my presence near you, and I have proof of some nasty<br /> words you have told about me.<br /> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >(But i hate to break it to you , that your words & your disgust have no effect on me.)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">#2</span> I think you care about me more than I think you do, but you are just like me, really just like<br /> me.<br /> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >(But im guilty of not feeling the same about you.)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">#3</span> I think the few moments we spent together, you were just pretending to be nice with me for<br /> someone.<br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">(But i wont say a word, maybe just not yet.)</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">#4 </span> I think those questions you asked are inappropriate, rude, selfish and i can see it in your<br /> eyes that how badly you want to know all that.<br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">(But i will lie to you, because not anyone can accept that fact right now.)</span><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">#5 </span> I think, if you know what i think of you, you'll think im mean.<br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">(But its just how I feel, and you have to accept that.After all, you can never run from me.)</span></span><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4642537054927570983.post-52855017439723203012008-10-07T01:16:00.000-07:002008-10-07T18:43:33.380-07:00My Name Means..<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Alloa : I have migrated from </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">livejournal </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">--> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">blogspot</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);">.</span> Just figured out(</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">out of a usual boredom that strikes</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">) blogspot is somehow a LITTLE more convenient, when for the first time i couldn't find the other way besides the HTML way of posting an entry through </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">livejournal</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Or should i rather say changed my blog..as u tell me.any previous entries i've written on </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" >livejournal</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> is to be seen here?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Adopted from </span><a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://needvalium.blogspot.com/">Miss Valium</a><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">, as vain as myself i would be interested on the meaning of my own name according to </span><a style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://www.blogthings.com/">Blogthings :</a><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"> You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.<br />You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.<br />You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" >I mean cmon..what am I...a President?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out.<br />Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia.<br />Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" >How can one not be original when you just don't carve your face out of someone else's? Wel they do in some cases.But i think this one applies to everyone.D'UH</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.<br />You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.<br />You have the classic “Type A” personality.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Mind to explain on type A?I only know that of my blood type.</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"> You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.<br />You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.<br />You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Kind of trouble with a lot of fun...you mean consistently experincing car-out-of-gas scenario?</span></span><br /><br />You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.<br />You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.<br />You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start .<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Agree!Agree!Agree!</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />You are loving, compassionate, and ruled by your feelings.<br />You are able to be a foundation for other people... but you still know how to have fun.<br />Sometimes your emotions weigh you down, but you generally feel free from them.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">This applies mostly during THAT time of the month for me.haha.</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.<br />You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.<br />You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">huh?How come this blogthings can know more about myself than i do?but have to nod a bit for the jealousy part.hee.</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.<br />You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.<br />People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">like what...the-measurement-between-my-toothbrush-and-toothpaste-must- always-be-4.5 cm kind of organized?na-ah.</span><br /><br />You are a free spirit, and you resent anyone who tries to fence you in.<br />You are unpredictable, adventurous, and always a little surprising.<br />You may miss out by not settling down, but you're too busy having fun to care.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Yeahhhh call me hippy!</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.<br />You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.<br />At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Emm, no i dont get along with almost everyone.but yes, irresponsible describes me sometimes.</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous.<br />You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things.<br />Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">Putting up my pyjama pants in a horrible looking way while eating at the cafeteria considered outrageous? I can be Ms.Gyver then. </span><br /><br />You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.<br />And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.<br />You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" ><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Somehow i am greedy, BUT those who are close to me knows that's for a cause ;)</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.<br />You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.<br />Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"><span style="font-size:100%;">Applies, but not all the time.</span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >Running back to campus in a short while, still some packing to do.<br /><br />Till the next post!</span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"><br /></span></span></span>Naddddddd.http://www.blogger.com/profile/03176282645633966049noreply@blogger.com0