<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643</id><updated>2012-01-31T21:53:19.989+08:00</updated><category term='contest'/><category term='memory series'/><category term='raya'/><category term='mc770'/><category term='resepi'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='2011 ultimate list'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='roadtrip'/><category term='tag'/><category term='ex-bf'/><category term='monthly challenges'/><category term='sabrina'/><category term='spa'/><category term='matrix'/><category term='food'/><category term='Bandung'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='family'/><category term='jimbajimba'/><category term='anger'/><category term='emma'/><category term='a photo a day'/><category term='teacher-hood'/><category term='ZF'/><category term='taiping'/><category term='recap 2010'/><category term='work'/><category term='housemate'/><category term='engagement'/><title type='text'>magenta eyed monster</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>941</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-5717034617637952986</id><published>2012-01-31T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T21:53:20.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sabrina'/><title type='text'>she's a shortie :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sabrina has been keeping her hair long for quite a while now. there is nothing wrong with hair; it is smooth and silky. the only problem is that she doesn't like to tie her hair up. she likes to wear it down. it gets messy when she's playing around and get all sweaty, her hair would be all over her face! not a very cute view.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i asked her a few time whether or not she wants to cut her hair and she always refuse! but na ah darling we gotta chop those locks off..it is about time you have a short hair.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;yes i miss those curly locks too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-id9bp7GJ-Bc/TyfgrYkpYYI/AAAAAAAAF7I/kITIXhCCW9U/s1600/IMG_7370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-id9bp7GJ-Bc/TyfgrYkpYYI/AAAAAAAAF7I/kITIXhCCW9U/s640/IMG_7370.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she looks a bit too matured for her age (4 years old) with long hair, no? so sopan santun look so ayu. so....princess-y.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jFpFVS7LF90/Tyfg-P-0r7I/AAAAAAAAF7Q/6scjJI5_YsM/s1600/IMG_7372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jFpFVS7LF90/Tyfg-P-0r7I/AAAAAAAAF7Q/6scjJI5_YsM/s640/IMG_7372.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;but i guessed it is time to get it short before it gets too long and she gets too comfy with her hair. plus she's getting more active nowadays and long hair gets in her way when she's playing. and she looked too matured for her age with her long hair. so with her mama's permission (of cos la kena mintak permission.bukan anak aku suka2 hati nak bawak potong rambut) i took her out to the saloon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;but it was not easy. she almost cried when i told her we are going to the saloon to cut her hair. but after a few promises and deals (vitagen/chocolate/happy meal)....me finally succeeded to get her hair cut. WITHOUT A SHEDDING A SINGLE TEAR OR HAVING TO DRAG HER TO THE SALOON'S CHAIR!. bravo bravo *please give some clap*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DnsEu5AsWrk/TyfhTZ0-TPI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/FTVXPvFCVWo/s1600/IMG_7374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DnsEu5AsWrk/TyfhTZ0-TPI/AAAAAAAAF7Y/FTVXPvFCVWo/s640/IMG_7374.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z0QdeDHIY0/Tyfhqs4tjBI/AAAAAAAAF7g/NbCsY_iMGco/s1600/IMG_7380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Z0QdeDHIY0/Tyfhqs4tjBI/AAAAAAAAF7g/NbCsY_iMGco/s640/IMG_7380.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the finished product! asked the hair stylist to give her a bob-cut but since her hair is not thick enough this should do it. most importantly her mama approves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMzNFmUkaHY/TyfiTpMa7WI/AAAAAAAAF7o/7AULVNN2kj4/s1600/IMG_7382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zMzNFmUkaHY/TyfiTpMa7WI/AAAAAAAAF7o/7AULVNN2kj4/s640/IMG_7382.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r30tcvM65wU/TyfiscSpysI/AAAAAAAAF7w/Di5654PP07Y/s1600/IMG_7388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r30tcvM65wU/TyfiscSpysI/AAAAAAAAF7w/Di5654PP07Y/s640/IMG_7388.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and she now looks a bit like dora the explorer kid. no more princess-y sopan santun ayu look...now she's carrying the fun-giddy fearless outgoing girl look :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilg78PIaBC8/TyfjCZbws4I/AAAAAAAAF74/3i8cPJvbWBY/s1600/IMG_7391.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ilg78PIaBC8/TyfjCZbws4I/AAAAAAAAF74/3i8cPJvbWBY/s640/IMG_7391.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v80UXU5GFqU/TyfjXaYQX2I/AAAAAAAAF8A/ONi8tRXHv_Y/s1600/IMG_7402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v80UXU5GFqU/TyfjXaYQX2I/AAAAAAAAF8A/ONi8tRXHv_Y/s640/IMG_7402.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i love you like a fat kid loves cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-5717034617637952986?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5717034617637952986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=5717034617637952986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5717034617637952986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5717034617637952986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/shes-shortie.html' title='she&apos;s a shortie :)'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-id9bp7GJ-Bc/TyfgrYkpYYI/AAAAAAAAF7I/kITIXhCCW9U/s72-c/IMG_7370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-6253192417670506397</id><published>2012-01-28T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:18:02.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resepi'/><title type='text'>cooking101 : Shepard Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum semua kawan kawan kak jimah semua &amp;nbsp;:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sudah lama kak jimah tak share cooking2 dgn u ols kan. maklum la cuti semester yang lepas kak jimah keje jadi memang nan hado lah sesi cooking2. tapitapitapi cuti sem kali ni kak jimah tak keje.kak jimah balik kampung jadi bibik! maka ruang ini akan dipenuhi dengan resepi2 kak jimah. aim kak jimah cuti kali ni nak gemukkan seluruh ahli keluarga termasuk mak2 sedara sepupu sepapat semua (gelak jahat dengan gerakan tangan seperti ibu tiri snow white)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;ah sudahlah membebel kak jimah! (sambil tepuk meja). kata nak bagi resepi..mane?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;baiklah, dah siap semua pen dan kertas? (tiru gaya chef wan dlm rancangan riang ria kuih raya cornflakes). hari ni kak jimah buat pie. cewah kak jimah western harini. adik kak jimah dah lama request nak makan shepard pie jadi sebagai seorang kakak yang mithali dan cuma balik sekali sekala, kak jimah ikutkan kehendak perut dia. lagipun tak ada lah leceh mana nak buatnye pun. cuma penat nak lecek kentang saje. alang2 kak jimah buat pie, kak jimah buat 4 bijik terus! ha bukan kak jimah tamak atau pelahap ye makcik2 sekalian, tapi kak jimah buat bagi kak mak2 sedara sekali. kan kak jimah dah kata aim kak jimah nak gemukkan kaum keluarga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;ok maaf kak jimah terbebel tanpa sedar lagi. sorry mukadimah terpanjang.ok mula2 kita tengok resepi untuk buat base pie. utk shepard pie ni kita gunakan kentang@potato sebagai base.kenapa?kak jimah pun tak tahu lah tapi sejak azali kalau shepard pie mmg guna base kentang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sebenarnye resepi utk base ni same macam nak buat &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2010/11/mashed-potato-kentang-lecek-yang-sebiji.html"&gt;mashed potato&lt;/a&gt;.ingat dulu kak jimah pernah ajar kan kan kan? tapi xpe malam ni kak jimah rajin nak taip balik resepi tu utk makcik2 tersayang sekalian.salin ye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;anda perlukan :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;kentang. suka hati kamu lah nak berapa biji tapi advisable banyak sebab nak buat base dan topping. kak jimah beli potato smp 3kg utk 4 biji pie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;butter. dalam 2 3 sudu pun dah cukup utk 1 pie.nak kasi lemak sikit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;susu segar. dalam 1/2 cup utk 1 pie. kak jimah guna 1/2 box sbb buat 4 biji.ini utk kasi lemak dan gebu kentang tu baru sedap dimakan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;garam. obviously utk bagi sesedap rasa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;langkah membuatnye:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;rebus kentang sampai empuk.suka hati korang lah nak kupas dulu ke tak. kak jimah tak kupas.lepas dan rebus baru kupas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lepas dah lembut dan empuk korang lenyek saaaaaaaaaaaampai la tak ada ketul2 dah. memerlukan kuasa tangan yang banyak.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;masukkan butter dan susu dan gaul sehingga gebu. jangan lupa letak garam secukupnya. kalau terlebih garam jadi masin, nnt orang ingat awak nak kawin pulak!.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dan siap boleh set aside dulu sementelaah kita buat intinya pulak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;kentang anda perlu berupa begini.kalau tak sama, tak apa sebab semua orang adalah unik ada keistimewaan sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TtaD6SB3HOY/TyP3oQzqenI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/BsxU8gEc8f4/s1600/IMG_7360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TtaD6SB3HOY/TyP3oQzqenI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/BsxU8gEc8f4/s640/IMG_7360.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk intinya pula anda kena beli (ni kira utk 1 pie) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;bawang besar 1 biji&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bawang putih 1 ulas.jangan lebih kalau lebih suka hati korang lah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;daging cincang yang 400gm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cendawan butang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tomato&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mix vege&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stok daging 1 kiub&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tepung jagung 1 sudu + air 1 cawan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 sudu lada hitam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;garam secukup rasa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;cara nak masak inti:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;panaskan kuali.kalau tak panas, panaskan sampai panas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tumis bawang besar+putih sampai naik bau.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;masukkan daging dan cendawan. masak sehingga daging itu masak (kejadah ayat gini ni??)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;agak2 daging dah masak tu masukkan semua bahan yang lain kecuali tepung jagung+air secawan tu.y itu nnt dlu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bila semua bahan2 dan masak, barulah tuangkan bancuhan tepung jagung itu tadi. ni nak bagi inti tu likat la tak la nnt terberai bila potong.ada faham?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tutup api dapur dan masukkan ke dalam mangkuk dan bawa ke meja untuk proses seterusnya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;inti anda mungkin berupa begini. sekali lagi kak jimah tegaskan, kalau rupanya tak sama, tak apa. kita semua adalah unik!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HQ67ao-3TE/TyP4A8LxstI/AAAAAAAAF6g/m0jObLGD9r8/s1600/IMG_7361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HQ67ao-3TE/TyP4A8LxstI/AAAAAAAAF6g/m0jObLGD9r8/s640/IMG_7361.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok sekarang kite beralih ke meja untuk proses seterusnya. mula2 kita ambil bekas pie, suka hati lah nak bentuk macam mana. nak guna yang jenis apa pun tak kisah asalkan boleh bakar dalam oven. mula2 letak potato base di serata bekas.nak letak kat tapak je pn boleh nak cover tepi2 pun boleh.ikut tahap kerajinan masing2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lebih kurang macam ni lah rupanya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rLFHfwg_kuY/TyP4WYqgewI/AAAAAAAAF6o/2T_c5EOrkCE/s1600/IMG_7362.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rLFHfwg_kuY/TyP4WYqgewI/AAAAAAAAF6o/2T_c5EOrkCE/s640/IMG_7362.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kemudian boleh lah isikan inti.kalau rasa ikhlas dan pemurah boleh letak inti sampai penuh (buat gaya letak tangan kat hidung konon2 nak kata takat hidung). kalau rasa bajet tak berapa cukup nak beli daging, isi lah setakat yang boleh cover base pie pun dah ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DBqkn-j5sZA/TyP4txfEBRI/AAAAAAAAF6w/fvx75u5y5ls/s1600/IMG_7363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DBqkn-j5sZA/TyP4txfEBRI/AAAAAAAAF6w/fvx75u5y5ls/s640/IMG_7363.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kendiannye ulang balik proses letak kentang sampai tertutup isi/inti. petua nak senang cover bahagian atas adalah sediakan semangkuk air sejuk utk celup sudu sebelum ratakan topping.kalau tak nanti kentang tu tanak lekat pastu tergaul2 plak dengan inti. dah tak cantik rupe pie awok nanti. bila dah habis cover semua tu boleh la buat corak2 sikit bagi nampak seri. maaflah kak jimah memang bukan tangan seni jadi corak senget2 macam ni je kak jimah reti buat.tekan2 guna garfu je. kalau acik2 sekalian kreatif boleh la buat corak yang bombastik mister lobaloba.oh ye lupa.sambil buat semua ni sambil panaskan oven ye pada suhu 200 darjah celsius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3RbHFeGH5sU/TyP5DH01C5I/AAAAAAAAF64/uY64IAB2IQI/s1600/IMG_7365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3RbHFeGH5sU/TyP5DH01C5I/AAAAAAAAF64/uY64IAB2IQI/s640/IMG_7365.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dan puas hati dengan corak masing, oven pun dah cukup panas, bolehlah mula membakor pie masing2. bakor pada suhu 200 darjah celcius selama 30min.kalau pie kecik jgn pulak kamu tibai bakor smp 30min. kang rentung pulok. pepandaila tengok time yang sesuai agar pie tidak hangus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hasil akhir selepas dibakar dan menanti masa utk dibaham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_KHD3RvHBI/TyP5boDvnVI/AAAAAAAAF7A/cgVaIRn3wVg/s1600/IMG_7366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5_KHD3RvHBI/TyP5boDvnVI/AAAAAAAAF7A/cgVaIRn3wVg/s640/IMG_7366.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian sahaja sesi cooking2 dengan kak jimah kali ini. kita jumpa lagi minggu depan dengan resepi kek! Kek ape kak jimah nak buat?haaaa kena tunggu minggu depan. pastikan anda membaca blog yang sama esok lusa dan setiap hari.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-6253192417670506397?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6253192417670506397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=6253192417670506397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6253192417670506397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6253192417670506397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/cooking101-shepard-pie.html' title='cooking101 : Shepard Pie'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TtaD6SB3HOY/TyP3oQzqenI/AAAAAAAAF6Y/BsxU8gEc8f4/s72-c/IMG_7360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-6747477864010735457</id><published>2012-01-27T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:29:19.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><title type='text'>you can prepare an engagement party in just 2 hours (before the event)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum pembaca maya sekalian :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sorry for MIA these past few days. i was...well busy with stuffs. hope it is not too late to wish my fellow malaysian 'HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR'. angpow lai lai gua tak nikah lagi jadi masih layak terima angpow :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;so...where have i been to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i went up north! i have always been attached with the northern part of malaysia. i don't know why but i love it there. spent 4 years completing my degree there...not to mention both my ex-roomates are from perlis. coinsidence,no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But this time it is a little bit special because i was on a quest (ceh, quest.mcm main online game la konon). one of my closest friend is getting engaged! it was an ad-hock&amp;nbsp;thing. things happen so quickly. if i can paint a painting to describe the whole process, it would be like this :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mde-art.com/art-blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/abstract-face-art-god.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="460" src="http://www.mde-art.com/art-blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/abstract-face-art-god.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;image : &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.my/imgres?q=abstract+painting&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;amp;biw=1024&amp;amp;bih=475&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;tbnid=2ODAQd5tQPmHNM:&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.mde-art.com/art-blog/practicing-push-colorful-abstract-painting-of-a-face/&amp;amp;docid=6zrLg8vxwmkoIM&amp;amp;imgurl=http://www.mde-art.com/art-blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/abstract-face-art-god.jpg&amp;amp;w=456&amp;amp;h=328&amp;amp;ei=1pwiT_Rjy6usB7SAubwI&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;iact=hc&amp;amp;vpx=464&amp;amp;vpy=86&amp;amp;dur=1322&amp;amp;hovh=137&amp;amp;hovw=190&amp;amp;tx=117&amp;amp;ty=87&amp;amp;sig=114343681578271010504&amp;amp;page=6&amp;amp;tbnh=119&amp;amp;tbnw=158&amp;amp;start=77&amp;amp;ndsp=17&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:8,s:77"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i arrived in sri iskandar (from shah alam) late evening on 19th january then me and pocik head to perlis after maghrib. oh nasib baik gerak 1 day before the holiday kicks in. kalau tak for sure sangkut dlm traffic. the traffic was smooth, alhamdullilah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mIVHxdvIqFY/TyC_l8J0noI/AAAAAAAAF4g/z9XgD9tnRjY/s1600/IMG_7164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mIVHxdvIqFY/TyC_l8J0noI/AAAAAAAAF4g/z9XgD9tnRjY/s640/IMG_7164.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The engagement took place on sunday (22nd jan) but......2 days before sunday, we still didnt manage to get everything sorted out! and pocik was having her period pain attack (trust me, it is not like normal period pain.it is like she is about to give birth. i've seen it with my own eyes).&amp;nbsp;we were busy going back and forth to kedah to settle some things until on saturday night, me and pocik looked at each other and asked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"betul ke ni saya nak bertunang esok ema? sirih junjung tak siap,backdrop pun tak ada, rumah tak kemas..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;to tell you the truth, i, too, was asking myself the same question. i, too, was afraid of what is going to happen the next day. but i know there's always a way for every problem. so i told pocik to just go to bed and we'll settle the rest tmrw morning. yes,it was a gamble - you might/might not get things done the morning of the event day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily on the day of the engagement, came 5 beautiful angels (yes, beautiful...and handsome) to the rescue! they were pocik's college and students. one of the advantage of working in art and design faculty is that you are surrounded by creative people who can simply turn normal A4 coloured papers into something so amazing and beautiful just with some glue and paper clips!they did the final touch ups for the hantarans. one of the managed to siapkan the sirih junjung :) and he is a guy!pfft..art lecturer.they can do anything when it comes to turning things into an art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the students prepared pocik; make up! she is so brilliant! cantik sangat dia mekap. just like a pro :) while we women were busy getting ready the boys were doing their best to help around the house. oh so cute! and pocik also gets 4 ad-hock photographers to capture her big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;make up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TSVGoULmhqE/TyC__n9Cb6I/AAAAAAAAF4o/Qsvs1cR50mw/s1600/IMG_7194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TSVGoULmhqE/TyC__n9Cb6I/AAAAAAAAF4o/Qsvs1cR50mw/s640/IMG_7194.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rombongan, they actually just arrived in perlis that morning around 10am. they came from klang the day before and was stuck in traffic for 16 hours! kebas ke tak kebas lama macam tu? but alhamdullilah, they were on time and the 'discussion' went well for both parties. walaupun penat travel lama and jauh, all of them were happy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNyvKBLeg7k/TyDAUJdHtPI/AAAAAAAAF4w/8Mtsj3W66Ps/s1600/IMG_7205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNyvKBLeg7k/TyDAUJdHtPI/AAAAAAAAF4w/8Mtsj3W66Ps/s640/IMG_7205.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t5GpqBzEgFA/TyDAqvdB0CI/AAAAAAAAF44/AYsWTkhxQbQ/s1600/IMG_7215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t5GpqBzEgFA/TyDAqvdB0CI/AAAAAAAAF44/AYsWTkhxQbQ/s640/IMG_7215.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amal and his fiance, pocik. see those artsy flower on the backdrop. yep,just normal paper....magically turned into something so beautiful and so in-theme of the event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ACZg-ASaRo/TyDBBndQ8UI/AAAAAAAAF5A/opsRLRK3M58/s1600/IMG_7232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ACZg-ASaRo/TyDBBndQ8UI/AAAAAAAAF5A/opsRLRK3M58/s640/IMG_7232.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, amal is a giant. he is sooo tall that when i stand besides him i looked like a midget! amal is soooo nice. he might be one of the nicest guy i have ever met. always insist me to eat whenever we hang out and always buys me food. literally...always. pocik is very lucky!VERYVERYVERY SUPER LUCKY!if i could i would have tell how they met and how they actually got engaged. it is one beautiful love story :) sungguh aku tak tipu. a very romantic one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_ZTTtZ5ji4/TyDBZNcjcMI/AAAAAAAAF5I/3TxDyzxpZMA/s1600/IMG_7233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O_ZTTtZ5ji4/TyDBZNcjcMI/AAAAAAAAF5I/3TxDyzxpZMA/s640/IMG_7233.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sirih junjung hasil tangan abang wraziew (razi tapi sila sebut dgn lenggok manja)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3LudhhFqIo/TyDBu2SxfmI/AAAAAAAAF5Q/wkQEUuePbRY/s1600/IMG_7234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J3LudhhFqIo/TyDBu2SxfmI/AAAAAAAAF5Q/wkQEUuePbRY/s640/IMG_7234.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the next day we went to kedah for paen's wedding. paen is pocik's best guy-friend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8Dp8YlmGcU/TyDCJ3r5T9I/AAAAAAAAF5Y/mbzD_nOUcwo/s1600/IMG_7285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--8Dp8YlmGcU/TyDCJ3r5T9I/AAAAAAAAF5Y/mbzD_nOUcwo/s640/IMG_7285.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...then pocik took me to the sawah padi! yeahhh at last! this is my first time selama 25 tahun dpt pegang sawah. oh ye memang jakun but i grew up not in a state where you can find paddy fields as your backyard. it was nice...we took the bike to the sawah and snap some photos. it has been a while since i last rode the bike but...ehem..still got it baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwbLG19CclY/TyDCgKkzMcI/AAAAAAAAF5g/9qRjl1MOyHc/s1600/IMG_7292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xwbLG19CclY/TyDCgKkzMcI/AAAAAAAAF5g/9qRjl1MOyHc/s640/IMG_7292.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yL4Qi134a-I/TyDC7pThJUI/AAAAAAAAF5o/wbLAbvSf8Ug/s1600/IMG_7301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yL4Qi134a-I/TyDC7pThJUI/AAAAAAAAF5o/wbLAbvSf8Ug/s640/IMG_7301.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we left perlis, sempat pergi to one of my housemate's house in alor star. we went for lunch at adileen's house. super yummy! i even help myself for a second round (muka tak malu). but it was delish! who can say no to masak lemak cili api beb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvMwrTN4AfA/TyDDRbLGHhI/AAAAAAAAF5w/DNtdPI6nlso/s1600/IMG_7318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZvMwrTN4AfA/TyDDRbLGHhI/AAAAAAAAF5w/DNtdPI6nlso/s640/IMG_7318.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;makcik ina, leen's mom. terima kasih makcik. memang sedap lunch yang dihidang :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xU5vT_TZKko/TyDDzOtsRUI/AAAAAAAAF6A/gmx-V3PbKuw/s1600/IMG_7332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xU5vT_TZKko/TyDDzOtsRUI/AAAAAAAAF6A/gmx-V3PbKuw/s640/IMG_7332.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pocik's brother's house/chalet. beautiful! akad nikad veneu perhaps?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4h3uFlPHVUw/TyDEHvKytdI/AAAAAAAAF6I/ITKeDGXh3VM/s1600/IMG_7340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4h3uFlPHVUw/TyDEHvKytdI/AAAAAAAAF6I/ITKeDGXh3VM/s640/IMG_7340.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, another one of my ZF darlings got engaged last saturday. too bad i could be there since i was in perlis. but with the help of technology (whatsapp) i was not left behind. congrats mizah! you're going to be the 1st to get married this year! and get pregnant too! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56T6S_VpSbw/TyDErl3GDOI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/hGyXEoxQvTM/s1600/407875_10150522275083611_633598610_8900214_1367105779_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-56T6S_VpSbw/TyDErl3GDOI/AAAAAAAAF6Q/hGyXEoxQvTM/s640/407875_10150522275083611_633598610_8900214_1367105779_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;so there you go...my chinese new year was filled with engagements and weddings. and lots and lots of food! delicious food!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;and now i am back home in kuantan...i am going to do some serious cooking and baking. watch this space for recipes and my baking pictures :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-6747477864010735457?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6747477864010735457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=6747477864010735457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6747477864010735457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6747477864010735457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-can-prepare-engagement-party-in.html' title='you can prepare an engagement party in just 2 hours (before the event)'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mIVHxdvIqFY/TyC_l8J0noI/AAAAAAAAF4g/z9XgD9tnRjY/s72-c/IMG_7164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-4997885573666210754</id><published>2012-01-16T18:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T18:03:55.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's your song?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;what's your feel good song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;semua orang mesti ada lagu yang buat dia rasa "damn, i the best!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;aku?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;semestinya semua lagu FOO FIGHTERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;bukan nk gebang ke nak promote ke ape ke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;abang2 Foo tak bayar aku royalti pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;tapi kesemua lagu2 mereka...lirik2 mereka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;semua membina semangat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;semua motivative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and when i feel down and need some free cheers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i put on foo fighters on my playlist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and blast my ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if i am driving alone to foo fighters,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i will cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;because it somehow made me feel like...there is more to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;made me gave up on giving up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the best song ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'the pretenders'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sila enjoy sambil senyum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/EN-3_OR7JoE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EN-3_OR7JoE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EN-3_OR7JoE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Keep you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;You know they all pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep you in the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And so it all began&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Send in your skeletons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sing as their bones go marching in... again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The need you buried deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The secrets that you keep are ever ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are you ready?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm finished making sense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Done pleading ignorance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That whole defense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Spinning infinity, boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wheel is spinning me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's never-ending, never-ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Same old story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the pretender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What if I say I will never surrender?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;In time or so I'm told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just another soul for sale... oh, well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The page is out of print&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are not permanent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're temporary, temporary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Same old story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;I'm the voice inside your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You refuse to hear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm the face that you have to face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mirrored in your stare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm what's left, I'm what's right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm the enemy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm the hand that will take you down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bring you to your knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;So who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Keep you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know they all pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;What if I say I'm not like the others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Keep you in the dark)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What if I say I'm not just another one of your plays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(You know they all... pretend)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're the pretender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What if I say I will never surrender?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;So who are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, who are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-4997885573666210754?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4997885573666210754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=4997885573666210754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4997885573666210754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4997885573666210754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-your-song.html' title='what&apos;s your song?'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-3659434331037580673</id><published>2012-01-15T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:55:56.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mask off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvrka_0ahFI/TxLGWT_l2EI/AAAAAAAAF38/B6Y8IsTUolc/s1600/IMG_7086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvrka_0ahFI/TxLGWT_l2EI/AAAAAAAAF38/B6Y8IsTUolc/s640/IMG_7086.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pocik was here again yesterday to settle some stuffs. it was indeed the right time she came. i needed someone by my side, someone who understands me without having to tell the whole thing. Thank you cik!.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we went around shah alam to get her stuffs done. it was hard but it was fun! all i am doing right now is patiently waiting for thursday to come. will be driving up to ipoh then to perlis. oh it has been a while since my last visit to perlis. misi tambah isipadu lemak di perut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Og4e-fof8sE/TxLGmeG3cSI/AAAAAAAAF4E/mHkhaKGtOjw/s1600/IMG_7110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Og4e-fof8sE/TxLGmeG3cSI/AAAAAAAAF4E/mHkhaKGtOjw/s640/IMG_7110.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One advice i trully treasure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;" you should never try to change the way you are just to impress someone. no matter how brutal or how messy you are, that is you. you should be who you are no matter who you are with. yes, your attitude might not be pleasant, your looks might not be as beautiful as other girls, and your act may not be as polished...but who you are, how you act and how you look is what makes you...YOU. never restrain yourself from being who you are just to get a guy's attention. one day you'll meet a guy who likes you for who you are....who will fall head to toe for your chatter-box mouth, for your straw-biting habit, for your&amp;nbsp;messiness, for your tomboy-ness,&amp;nbsp;for your craziness. if a guy made you feel like you need to be someone else when he's around, just forget him. you worth more than that. your inner beauty will have a real man go crazy for you;not for your outer beauty. be yourself ema." (pahcik)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it was like a slap of reality for. i realized i was not being myself these past few months. i was, indeed, FAKE. to tell you the truth, it was not comfortable at all. i keep on messing with my own mind, telling myself i need to change...that i needed to be more feminine with my actions. not anymore. yes, guys will look for beauty; but that is not the kind of guy i had in mind. let him like me for my inner beauty.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it is a sad thing today that most guys value physical appearance rather than what lies inside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it is worse to have a girl, changing herself just to have a guy to love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-3659434331037580673?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3659434331037580673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=3659434331037580673&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3659434331037580673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3659434331037580673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/mask-off.html' title='mask off!'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvrka_0ahFI/TxLGWT_l2EI/AAAAAAAAF38/B6Y8IsTUolc/s72-c/IMG_7086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-1272289547495665031</id><published>2012-01-13T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T13:04:04.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>therapy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bi_kum_KVj0/Tw-6aSJFGZI/AAAAAAAAF3s/bUJWo77ub4o/s1600/238462_460s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bi_kum_KVj0/Tw-6aSJFGZI/AAAAAAAAF3s/bUJWo77ub4o/s640/238462_460s.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sometimes it is better not to care at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sometimes it is better to just &amp;nbsp;let everything flows on its own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;sometimes it is better to care more about the physical things rather than the emotional &amp;nbsp;side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i am tired of playing the game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i know; quitter never wins and winner never quits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;but what is the point of trying when you know it is never going to work out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;rather than spending all my energy and emotion on this 'one'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;it is better if i use my energy and emotion on myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i know something good will come along soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;how soon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;that is the question i keep asking myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;"pedihnya hanya aku yang merasa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-topw3SH-waw/Tw-6kArJPBI/AAAAAAAAF30/uuO1rwTlaIU/s1600/238458_460s_v1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-topw3SH-waw/Tw-6kArJPBI/AAAAAAAAF30/uuO1rwTlaIU/s640/238458_460s_v1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p/s: sorry for all the emotional updates these &amp;nbsp;few days. im going tru something. i don't want to burden my friends with my unstable emotions so i just let everything flow here instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;p/s/s: do not comment on this post, pls i beg u guys not to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-1272289547495665031?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1272289547495665031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=1272289547495665031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1272289547495665031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1272289547495665031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/therapy.html' title='therapy.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bi_kum_KVj0/Tw-6aSJFGZI/AAAAAAAAF3s/bUJWo77ub4o/s72-c/238462_460s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-4498171917543029896</id><published>2012-01-12T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T21:35:56.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mc770'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>...who should i be when they're judging me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;assalamualaikum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ini Khamis. selesai urusan men-submit the last assignment of this semester. tinggal esok nak re-submit group project yang perlu di amend kan sedikit. dan dengan ini aku isytiharkan berakhirlah semester ke-3 aku di uitm. tinggal 1 semester lagi (insyaAllah) sebelum aku sekali lagi naik stage dan ambil scroll *berangan*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sem depan = 1 class + 1&amp;nbsp;dissertation paper. Y_____Y.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;btw, student sekalian, dah redeem baucer buku yang rm200 itu? gua sudahhhhh. sudah selamat burnkan rm100 membeli belah secara berhemah. hahaha. ey ingat senang ke nak dapat rm200 secara percuma untuk beli buku?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;so to celebrate the ending of a tragic semester, me, erin and bismi went book shopping!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p__LLbNQJzU/Tw7XN8X24_I/AAAAAAAAF3k/0e-U71dvDIs/s1600/400047_3098551067182_1366300808_3258311_93456440_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p__LLbNQJzU/Tw7XN8X24_I/AAAAAAAAF3k/0e-U71dvDIs/s640/400047_3098551067182_1366300808_3258311_93456440_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;it was a tough call for me; to choose what book to buy. it was like going to war. i love books so much i could buy every single of them. my choice? would always be fiction and self enrichment books. but self enrichment books would be my #1 choice. - was thinking of reading a biography, still deciding who should be the 1st person i should be reading about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-zBfKR2RKs/Tw7UgARqLvI/AAAAAAAAF3M/tHqY4upAyTs/s1600/IMG_7079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-zBfKR2RKs/Tw7UgARqLvI/AAAAAAAAF3M/tHqY4upAyTs/s640/IMG_7079.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tough decision to choose which pregnancy book is the best?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KTGrFUkHl7Y/Tw7U-YbTJjI/AAAAAAAAF3U/qPMtmulODhs/s1600/IMG_7080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KTGrFUkHl7Y/Tw7U-YbTJjI/AAAAAAAAF3U/qPMtmulODhs/s640/IMG_7080.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the catch of the day? presenting....(drumroll please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadaaaaaaaaaaa~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5SqGE1slZKc/Tw7VWjfDA1I/AAAAAAAAF3c/kCz14bwkBCA/s1600/IMG_7081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5SqGE1slZKc/Tw7VWjfDA1I/AAAAAAAAF3c/kCz14bwkBCA/s640/IMG_7081.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok some of you might be questioning why i bought the CLEO magazine. majalah itu termasuk dlam senarai atas sebab untuk mencukupkan amount. orang bagi baucer guna sehabisnya lah kan? plus Zoey is on the cover so why not.haha. i am super in love with the book of awesome! can't wait to read it and feel awesome.muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....so i have another rm100 to spend on books. what should i get then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#ontheothersideofthebrain : i like you.so much.but since i think you already 'friendzoned' me, i might as well take off my mask and show you the real me, aite? and pls, i beg you, just treat me like any other girls. i don't need to feel 'special'...because from this moment onwards, i'll treat you like a normal guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-4498171917543029896?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4498171917543029896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=4498171917543029896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4498171917543029896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4498171917543029896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/who-should-i-be-when-theyre-judging-me.html' title='...who should i be when they&apos;re judging me?'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p__LLbNQJzU/Tw7XN8X24_I/AAAAAAAAF3k/0e-U71dvDIs/s72-c/400047_3098551067182_1366300808_3258311_93456440_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-7302768531056852266</id><published>2012-01-11T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T12:09:38.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom 95% in progress.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zstHYvoXMAk/Tw0LYOfGlzI/AAAAAAAAF3E/Qs6br55iVco/s1600/295029_460s_v1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="440" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zstHYvoXMAk/Tw0LYOfGlzI/AAAAAAAAF3E/Qs6br55iVco/s640/295029_460s_v1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i almost achieved freedom. still need some touching up here and there before it is good to print. when i finally free from all these paper works, i am going to :&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;sleep like a boss.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eat like a boss. let's go and find good food!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read all the novels like a boss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;9gag-ing like a boss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lepak like a boss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have exactly 1 week to do everything like a boss because after 1 week im heading up to the north baybeeee! big events happening in both kedah and perlis this chinese new year. only then i'll be heading back to me home sweet home in kuantan where i can cuddle/hug/kiss my lil angel sabrina like a boss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VPkpZgu-5c/Tw0KcCwpTbI/AAAAAAAAF28/suna6tIEXR8/s1600/374582_277871712262545_100001191565758_746286_1019612405_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VPkpZgu-5c/Tw0KcCwpTbI/AAAAAAAAF28/suna6tIEXR8/s640/374582_277871712262545_100001191565758_746286_1019612405_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-7302768531056852266?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7302768531056852266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=7302768531056852266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7302768531056852266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7302768531056852266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/freedom-95-in-progress.html' title='freedom 95% in progress.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zstHYvoXMAk/Tw0LYOfGlzI/AAAAAAAAF3E/Qs6br55iVco/s72-c/295029_460s_v1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-4510921004749925697</id><published>2012-01-10T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T21:22:03.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some random video.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: justify;"&gt;#factsaboutme : no matter how late i sleep, i will ALWAYS wake up between 8.00-8.30 am. ALWAYS. sleep at 3a.m...eyes automatically open at 8.15 am. sleep at 5a.m...will automatically comes to realization at 8.30 am. even if i try to sleep back, i will nvr work! unless i get up, take my bath, eat something, fb-ing...after a couple of hours, i can sleep back for 1-2 hours max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;so that explains the gigantic eyebag i have and the&amp;nbsp;enormous dark circle around my eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;btw, i found this on &lt;a href="http://www.9gag.com/"&gt;9gag&lt;/a&gt; (awesome website! me gusta!). so true!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NPEdYvMxxlo/TwrtjCYRCEI/AAAAAAAAF2s/aNR__qqZkDs/s1600/293750_460s_v1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NPEdYvMxxlo/TwrtjCYRCEI/AAAAAAAAF2s/aNR__qqZkDs/s640/293750_460s_v1.jpg" width="498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;on the other hand, i was browsing tru my fb photo albums when i realized that i have a few pictures of me and mya together; same position and pose :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i42VpF46Fs4/Twrv1BNw19I/AAAAAAAAF20/p9bcoAJBG4w/s1600/me+mia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i42VpF46Fs4/Twrv1BNw19I/AAAAAAAAF20/p9bcoAJBG4w/s1600/me+mia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;p/s: please friday come faster. i want to be free!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-4556640956643727576?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4556640956643727576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=4556640956643727576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4556640956643727576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4556640956643727576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/facts.html' title='facts.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NPEdYvMxxlo/TwrtjCYRCEI/AAAAAAAAF2s/aNR__qqZkDs/s72-c/293750_460s_v1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-8037639998110050118</id><published>2012-01-07T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:46:26.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>speedlite in 1 hand, holding on to life with the other.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum and happy weekend people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;start off the first saturday in 2012 by going up the Broga Hill with my girls :) yes i know broga is sooooo lastlast year but why not? at least i finally made it up there. it was not as challenging as bukit pelindung (kuantan) and bukit bendera (penang) but it was worth it. the scenery was breathtaking! the best part was waiting for sunrise. oh so romantic.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;spent the night before at jaja's crib but only get to sleep for 3 hours. biasalah girls bila dah jumpa you'll find it hard to sleep when your mouth wants to talk talk talk. started the journey to semenyih at 4 am and reached the plantation somewhere around 5.00am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;we started hiking at around 5.15am and reached the 1st peak at 6.00am. achievement! i never climbed a hill that fast before. i remembered it took me more than 2 hours to go up bukit pelindung and more than 3 hours to finally made it to the top of bukit bendera! tapi tengok distance la jugak kan. broga is only 1.7km.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;the most challenging part? hurm..probably before reaching the 1st peak. we literally crawled up the hill. crawled.yes crawled. it was very steep and let me advice you, don't ever turn around to check on your friends because you might loose balance. while i was crawling, someone from the top screamed " ...jatuh! ...tolong sambut!". i was like "ape yang jatuh..?orang...?" when azira told me to try and grab a falling speedlite. turned out one of the fellas accidentally dropped their speedlite and i was lucky enough to be able to grab in on time before it fall into the gaung....and forever gone. i literally risk my own life trying to catch the speedlite. imagine yourself, crawling up a steep hill, using only your bare hands and feet. and you have to let go one of your hands to grab the falling speedlite. oh btw a speedlite is a flash (the one used with the DSLR). and not a single thank you...?pfft~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;spent 1+ hours on top of the hill to witness sunrise. it was so peaceful :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PszhyYSA1_M/TwgM5WB9lJI/AAAAAAAAF1M/r-byz5S34Zg/s1600/IMG_6904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PszhyYSA1_M/TwgM5WB9lJI/AAAAAAAAF1M/r-byz5S34Zg/s640/IMG_6904.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ltMDfq_naUE/TwgP1-TDOFI/AAAAAAAAF1U/42fzCyGjvSA/s1600/IMG_6906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2gb1UEKyO4/TwgRMazQX6I/AAAAAAAAF18/Dep-M02SyDI/s1600/IMG_7018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2gb1UEKyO4/TwgRMazQX6I/AAAAAAAAF18/Dep-M02SyDI/s640/IMG_7018.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Om6hKTv5mnA/TwgRfHJ47yI/AAAAAAAAF2E/DIEH3aSuS4U/s1600/IMG_7046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Om6hKTv5mnA/TwgRfHJ47yI/AAAAAAAAF2E/DIEH3aSuS4U/s640/IMG_7046.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzm1RFYVwnI/TwgR07rOKuI/AAAAAAAAF2M/E5rgYE3lWLg/s1600/IMG_7047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzm1RFYVwnI/TwgR07rOKuI/AAAAAAAAF2M/E5rgYE3lWLg/s640/IMG_7047.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1I_7FDTzltU/TwgSF1Y9rnI/AAAAAAAAF2U/NuWk42vVYOs/s1600/IMG_7055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1I_7FDTzltU/TwgSF1Y9rnI/AAAAAAAAF2U/NuWk42vVYOs/s640/IMG_7055.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;celebrated our success with some coconut :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0No0-ZY8-Sk/TwgSbg1buPI/AAAAAAAAF2c/sgDjiE_Gvwo/s1600/IMG_7073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0No0-ZY8-Sk/TwgSbg1buPI/AAAAAAAAF2c/sgDjiE_Gvwo/s640/IMG_7073.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kesat dulu habuk habuk seluar sebelum boleh naik kereta jaja. sebab seat jaja perangkap habuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;moi first post for 2012. Alhamdullilah, thank you ALLAH for giving me yet another day to breath and live.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So, how was your new year celebration? new resolutions? new attitude? new hair style? new love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;mine was just normal. nothing changed. nothing upgraded. nothing added.but i did lose something. i decided not to make any resolution this year. i learned that there is no point making new resolutions every year when you clearly know you will never make effort to&amp;nbsp;fulfil it (*me). so this year i don't have any resolution. i'll just let me be free and do anything i want - unplanned is better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2011 has been one of the best years. in fact it was the year where i travelled the most; both local and internationally. it was a year where i gained the most experience and has gotten wiser (* a bit). it was indeed, a year i will remember :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANUARY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;started the year by going backpacking with my girlfriends! we went to penang for the weekend. it was an impromptu vacation where everything was done last minute. the train tickets, the flight tickets, lodging reservation. everything was done in less than a week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;you can read about our journey&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/01/zfs-penang-getaway-pt1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; , &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/01/zfs-penang-getaway-pt2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/01/zfs-penang-getaway-pt3.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/01/zfs-penang-getaway-pt4.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;*gained 2kg in two days during the trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jMUvLtHWxds/TwP0fYbDHcI/AAAAAAAAFro/naspQ1109jk/s1600/165731_490146222654_633082654_6228972_7547082_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jMUvLtHWxds/TwP0fYbDHcI/AAAAAAAAFro/naspQ1109jk/s640/165731_490146222654_633082654_6228972_7547082_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;FEBRUARY&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/02/erins-wedding.html"&gt;Erin's wedding&lt;/a&gt; and half of the class went to celebrate her wedding. it was also the mid semester break for me. Papa took us &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-na-na-na-na-ganu-kiterrr.html"&gt;back to Terengganu&lt;/a&gt; for a short vacay. and at last i get to go visit masjid kristal. all these while, i only get to look at it from a far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hmaS4EfjXM/TwQwqSZ8EzI/AAAAAAAAF0w/5Mh2vbl1P44/s1600/167146_10150104506644521_768184520_6015884_6219319_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hmaS4EfjXM/TwQwqSZ8EzI/AAAAAAAAF0w/5Mh2vbl1P44/s640/167146_10150104506644521_768184520_6015884_6219319_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7EanJfTxGI/TwP0gM1t8yI/AAAAAAAAFrs/TbGYvEzpO04/s1600/167304_1879251305450_1366300808_2142918_23703_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v7EanJfTxGI/TwP0gM1t8yI/AAAAAAAAFrs/TbGYvEzpO04/s640/167304_1879251305450_1366300808_2142918_23703_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;back from the holidays, went for a&lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/02/pd-malacca.html"&gt; one day trip to PD and Malacca&lt;/a&gt; with the housemates and fets. that was my first time going to Malacca! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SOQA03Zm228/TwP2CVh6pWI/AAAAAAAAFvk/A_HQsOU5IH0/s1600/182244_1897220234662_1366300808_2174078_5892237_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SOQA03Zm228/TwP2CVh6pWI/AAAAAAAAFvk/A_HQsOU5IH0/s640/182244_1897220234662_1366300808_2174078_5892237_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....and naqib flew off to Australia to further his master in architecture for 2 years. was just in time to catch him before he departs. and he's coming back next month! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l9alpg-gHUk/TwP0iQ6LUHI/AAAAAAAAFr8/oC3Z-cosAss/s1600/184093_1904347892849_1366300808_2186008_3752432_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l9alpg-gHUk/TwP0iQ6LUHI/AAAAAAAAFr8/oC3Z-cosAss/s640/184093_1904347892849_1366300808_2186008_3752432_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARCH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nothing much happened in march. but i did get the chance to go to the &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/03/ironicallyit-rained.html"&gt;hot air balloon festival in putrajaya&lt;/a&gt;. although it was raining cats and dogs and the balloon need to be put down. at least i was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWWpXN0uFjo/TwP2cwH2vZI/AAAAAAAAFvw/M9Siqa7DUz0/s1600/190316_1964013824460_1366300808_2281716_6225286_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWWpXN0uFjo/TwP2cwH2vZI/AAAAAAAAFvw/M9Siqa7DUz0/s640/190316_1964013824460_1366300808_2281716_6225286_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.....and i managed to organized my very first &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/03/garage-sale-sukses.html"&gt;garage sale&lt;/a&gt;! it was a success; although not as big as the bazaars; but it is something i can be proud of. it was tiring. 2 days of garage sales, the hot&amp;nbsp;weather, managing the customer,and CLEANING UP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ysrKEig-PFw/TwQ0gVF-G2I/AAAAAAAAF08/q_niRTu8h18/s1600/191795_1968195529000_1366300808_2288095_5057191_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ysrKEig-PFw/TwQ0gVF-G2I/AAAAAAAAF08/q_niRTu8h18/s640/191795_1968195529000_1366300808_2288095_5057191_o.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RF_2e93NIeg/TwQ0kViyKmI/AAAAAAAAF1E/PYldEjbYAIA/s1600/BOARD.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RF_2e93NIeg/TwQ0kViyKmI/AAAAAAAAF1E/PYldEjbYAIA/s640/BOARD.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;APRIL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;was called for TPM interview. was veryveryvery nervous. the next day i got a call from metrowealth saying that i was &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/04/rezeki.html"&gt;hired by their subtitle department&lt;/a&gt;. and i worked my ass out for david teo for a month. it was a month where i had no fun at all. just work work work and sleep. but it was a great experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Om6lDerr13U/TwP3ti-elxI/AAAAAAAAFv8/Oi9zCQVwWss/s1600/DSC05973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Om6lDerr13U/TwP3ti-elxI/AAAAAAAAFv8/Oi9zCQVwWss/s640/DSC05973.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well, i resigned from metrowealth after a month. i got a new job which is far better in terms of salary and working hours. i was an &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/05/pickle-in-pixels.html"&gt;english tutor for kids and toddler at PIXELS&lt;/a&gt; subang jaya. it was ok because i love kids and babies and working with them made my day. worked there for 4 months before i resigned to start my semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SouECOfIULQ/TwP308ZqzSI/AAAAAAAAFwI/wzoc6D0Rkn0/s1600/270405_2262988618643_1366300808_2634930_4989751_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SouECOfIULQ/TwP308ZqzSI/AAAAAAAAFwI/wzoc6D0Rkn0/s640/270405_2262988618643_1366300808_2634930_4989751_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;went to&lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/05/nafsu-cerakah-byk-sikit-gmbr.html"&gt; bukit cerakah&lt;/a&gt; for some healthy-time with the girls. this is why we stay close; because we can do anything and everything. even a simple thing seemed so interesting with them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nbcrvyHzlwI/TwP39sEO47I/AAAAAAAAFwU/_mELl6RGaHY/s1600/227347_2095403109110_1366300808_2463494_4549857_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nbcrvyHzlwI/TwP39sEO47I/AAAAAAAAFwU/_mELl6RGaHY/s640/227347_2095403109110_1366300808_2463494_4549857_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally! after a year of &amp;nbsp;careful planning, i went to Bandung with my parents for a shopping getaway :) it was the best. since i hardly had time to go back home, the trip was a getaway for me and a chance for me to spend some quality time (and money) with them. you can read about the trip &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-bandung-experience-day-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-bandung-experience-day-2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-bandung-experience-day-3.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-bandung-experience-day-4.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Eef4h33r2o/TwP3_OUz7KI/AAAAAAAAFwc/Zaj3gcCp-W4/s1600/247999_2133764588123_1366300808_2512216_4009523_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Eef4h33r2o/TwP3_OUz7KI/AAAAAAAAFwc/Zaj3gcCp-W4/s640/247999_2133764588123_1366300808_2512216_4009523_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JUNE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;another one of my 'geng wanita elit' got hitched! &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-was-your-weekendmine-was-super.html"&gt;Tim tied the knots with jubey&lt;/a&gt; in June and as usual the classmates were there to celebrate the happy couple :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7zMoTZDGNvE/TwP4QmBmBvI/AAAAAAAAFwo/JSKxQ4nFkkU/s1600/247094_2160818664458_1366300808_2548778_7838888_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7zMoTZDGNvE/TwP4QmBmBvI/AAAAAAAAFwo/JSKxQ4nFkkU/s640/247094_2160818664458_1366300808_2548778_7838888_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;....and i did something off my 'want-to-do-in-life' list. i was &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/06/meeting-up-with-wedding-photographers.html"&gt;an extra in a corporate video&lt;/a&gt;. it was shot in prettypeektures HQ. i have been one of PP's fan ever since i saw their work of art. and to get the chance to work with them was a dream came true. alhamdullilah :) call me a freak but i was star struck when i saw Azmin (the founder of PP)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Uf2MVCn1pY/TwP4RTKNpyI/AAAAAAAAFws/5QTlnsogGPQ/s1600/254211_2160853825337_1366300808_2548833_5713709_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Uf2MVCn1pY/TwP4RTKNpyI/AAAAAAAAFws/5QTlnsogGPQ/s640/254211_2160853825337_1366300808_2548833_5713709_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;JULY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;july was the month i travelled the most! i remembered my weekend was full with activities and hang outs session with the girls. it was jaja and mezah's birthmonth and i almost successfully planned a surprise party for them in my own room. that was the day i realized that &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/theres-one-thing-im-not-good-at.html"&gt;i suck at planning surprise parties&lt;/a&gt;. but we had a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI8b8NPQ8g8/TwP4f55-YuI/AAAAAAAAFw8/0krNvfaoc4o/s1600/250180_2322861315423_1366300808_2722698_5654654_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yI8b8NPQ8g8/TwP4f55-YuI/AAAAAAAAFw8/0krNvfaoc4o/s640/250180_2322861315423_1366300808_2722698_5654654_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adopted these babies : &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/07/kenapa-saya-sayang-rumah-saya.html"&gt;gambit and gemma :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0MRyrURPFyM/TwP4g2yV3eI/AAAAAAAAFxE/gtIPtQ3XmQ0/s1600/264986_2250918916908_1366300808_2618001_8283450_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0MRyrURPFyM/TwP4g2yV3eI/AAAAAAAAFxE/gtIPtQ3XmQ0/s640/264986_2250918916908_1366300808_2618001_8283450_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got the chance to be part of &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/07/unlousy-weekend-bon-odori-2011.html"&gt;Bon Odori festival&lt;/a&gt; again! i went there in 2010 but was too late to catch the whole dancing because we were late. but this year (2011) we made it in time! much better this year, i wore the traditional outfit. it is not a kimono; forgot the real name. it was gra's but she lend it to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0p0c3y9xVZo/TwP4iNjfV0I/AAAAAAAAFxM/DPevAT7J-AY/s1600/283132_2287159102890_1366300808_2670232_1397754_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0p0c3y9xVZo/TwP4iNjfV0I/AAAAAAAAFxM/DPevAT7J-AY/s640/283132_2287159102890_1366300808_2670232_1397754_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the very next day after Bon Odori, we went to ipoh for the sake of jimba. we were so bored with KL and shah alam, we decided to go out of town for a day.haha.that is just how crazy we can go! it was a day trip but we had fun. it was tiring but it was amazing! read about the amazing-ness &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-were-bored-so-we-went-to-ipoh-pt1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-were-bored-so-we-went-to-ipoh-pt2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-were-bored-so-we-went-to-ipoh-pt3.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-were-bored-so-we-went-to-ipoh-pt4-le.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-were-bored-so-we-went-to-ipoh-pt5-le.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. yes, it was a one day trip; it was so amazing that i need to split it into 5 different parts for you to read :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D237osOvtJQ/TwP5HiwPbGI/AAAAAAAAFx0/XRFYddDc5uo/s1600/269095_2287354787782_1366300808_2670755_925265_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D237osOvtJQ/TwP5HiwPbGI/AAAAAAAAFx0/XRFYddDc5uo/s640/269095_2287354787782_1366300808_2670755_925265_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after a year of not seeing each other, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-super-roomate.html"&gt;pocik finally came to shah alam&lt;/a&gt;! she took me to an art exhibition (my first time going there).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpZj3ESEiO8/TwP5IZKTJkI/AAAAAAAAFx8/tod18cY4Hb8/s1600/282416_2303398348861_1366300808_2693475_5256292_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpZj3ESEiO8/TwP5IZKTJkI/AAAAAAAAFx8/tod18cY4Hb8/s640/282416_2303398348861_1366300808_2693475_5256292_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;AUGUST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ramadhan! &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/ekspedisi-warga-luar-kota-ke-kota-pt1.html"&gt;ramadhan = raya shopping&lt;/a&gt;. lokasi wajib is jalan tar. went there with the girls. still wonders where the hell did i get all those strength to walk around and shop while fasting. i am a superwoman when it comes to shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njDKT8A5NGg/TwP4qqUvQsI/AAAAAAAAFxY/K9pzXyw2h_Q/s1600/228860_2359481270899_1366300808_2776347_1413549_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-njDKT8A5NGg/TwP4qqUvQsI/AAAAAAAAFxY/K9pzXyw2h_Q/s640/228860_2359481270899_1366300808_2776347_1413549_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/4-diva-dan-1-gadis.html"&gt;iftar session with my boys &lt;/a&gt;:) stayed until the workers gave us signals that they are about to close for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-282D7R5U5yg/TwP4rnlOnwI/AAAAAAAAFxg/KA-Zv1W5vmg/s1600/293660_2381858950327_1366300808_2807022_8143963_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-282D7R5U5yg/TwP4rnlOnwI/AAAAAAAAFxg/KA-Zv1W5vmg/s640/293660_2381858950327_1366300808_2807022_8143963_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/p.html"&gt;pocik came, again&lt;/a&gt;! this time for raya shopping and to mend her broken heart. again, i managed to walk and shop but didn't drop/collapse. i must be a mutant. and i went back to nilai with pocik for buka puasa session with the grandparents. i miss atuk :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Wl7DAJs4Uk/TwP4ssnzNvI/AAAAAAAAFxo/pfqHF9NkVh0/s1600/299389_2378602668922_1366300808_2801987_8260738_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Wl7DAJs4Uk/TwP4ssnzNvI/AAAAAAAAFxo/pfqHF9NkVh0/s640/299389_2378602668922_1366300808_2801987_8260738_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ramadhan will not be complete without 'bunga api session'. we have been doing this tradition for 2 years now :) sometimes, doing childish stuffs keeps you down to earth. keeps you close to your roots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tn-rl9aKQVc/TwP6dB-4UnI/AAAAAAAAFzw/zoDRSAKyYQE/s1600/262434_2386391503638_1366300808_2813642_5587620_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tn-rl9aKQVc/TwP6dB-4UnI/AAAAAAAAFzw/zoDRSAKyYQE/s640/262434_2386391503638_1366300808_2813642_5587620_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And it was &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/1-year-older-and-lot-more-wiser.html"&gt;fets and mya's birthmonth&lt;/a&gt;! They were born on the same date so we went out for iftar session at Fullhouse sunway pyramid. treat them with some cakes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JkmZTVSK4xg/TwP6dyjiShI/AAAAAAAAFz4/6yg-r_kklvM/s1600/305988_2385177953300_1366300808_2812251_1212244_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JkmZTVSK4xg/TwP6dyjiShI/AAAAAAAAFz4/6yg-r_kklvM/s640/305988_2385177953300_1366300808_2812251_1212244_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SEPTEMBER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya-suam-suam-kuku.html"&gt;Raya aidilfitri&lt;/a&gt;. This year it was Nilai's turn so we celebrated the 1st day of raya there. head back to terengganu on 3rd raya. &amp;nbsp;Raya this year was so-so. primary reason being the amount of duit raya collection : doomed! i hate being an adult. i don't get duit raya anymore. but i am proud to tell that i gave my brothers duit raya! haha.sikit je but it was a moment to be remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9L2pKLaqOZ4/TwP5hbNUK0I/AAAAAAAAFyU/JzM4m3C3FyM/s1600/316640_2413326056985_1366300808_2845486_5598468_n+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9L2pKLaqOZ4/TwP5hbNUK0I/AAAAAAAAFyU/JzM4m3C3FyM/s640/316640_2413326056985_1366300808_2845486_5598468_n+%25281%2529.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSajz3flaMM/TwP79vqdnVI/AAAAAAAAF0k/TDZ5rd3aFmU/s1600/315567_2418834074682_1366300808_2852737_6669236_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSajz3flaMM/TwP79vqdnVI/AAAAAAAAF0k/TDZ5rd3aFmU/s640/315567_2418834074682_1366300808_2852737_6669236_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went to &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/musim-mortar-board-berterbangan.html"&gt;mezah's graduation&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1n-qc2H--3M/TwP5R9j3alI/AAAAAAAAFyI/tyfo8I7lqJs/s1600/313688_2500866565443_1366300808_2926164_101811199_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1n-qc2H--3M/TwP5R9j3alI/AAAAAAAAFyI/tyfo8I7lqJs/s640/313688_2500866565443_1366300808_2926164_101811199_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was invited to attend &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/dbkl-charity-dinner.html"&gt;DBKL's charity dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kGylUspzNV4/TwP55Cfq2NI/AAAAAAAAFy4/PrVhaYZ4eNA/s1600/308514_2490354342644_1366300808_2915776_1535588780_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kGylUspzNV4/TwP55Cfq2NI/AAAAAAAAFy4/PrVhaYZ4eNA/s640/308514_2490354342644_1366300808_2915776_1535588780_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/10/hikayat-hujung-minggu.html"&gt;nad's convocation&lt;/a&gt; and mya getting smaller and smaller each day while i got bigger and bigger by day :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLIss7MLOrs/TwP5pZyjF1I/AAAAAAAAFyg/07WUB_VF_JI/s1600/307610_2548456595164_1366300808_2963357_78481806_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLIss7MLOrs/TwP5pZyjF1I/AAAAAAAAFyg/07WUB_VF_JI/s640/307610_2548456595164_1366300808_2963357_78481806_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went to &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/tiger-legend-and-crocodiles.html"&gt;JB-singapore-malacca family vacation&lt;/a&gt;! scored another stamp for my passport.tehee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sThNrtmygVw/TwP6B0HKlaI/AAAAAAAAFzE/EcX0YVba1PU/s1600/382885_2628181148228_1366300808_3026560_1001786806_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sThNrtmygVw/TwP6B0HKlaI/AAAAAAAAFzE/EcX0YVba1PU/s640/382885_2628181148228_1366300808_3026560_1001786806_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my birthmonth!!!! november is my favourite month because its my birthday. haha. and again my friends was successful at giving me a &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/7-11-11.html"&gt;birthday surprise&lt;/a&gt;.damn they're good at surprising me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TYQEbky9HlM/TwP6MqxfZ1I/AAAAAAAAFzQ/Jxw0iMQMaZ4/s1600/330206_2664044404787_1366300808_3059874_1732629133_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TYQEbky9HlM/TwP6MqxfZ1I/AAAAAAAAFzQ/Jxw0iMQMaZ4/s640/330206_2664044404787_1366300808_3059874_1732629133_o.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;after more than 6 year of not seeing each other, i reunited with my former matriculation buddies at &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/anna-weds-aaron-aziz-seth-tan.html"&gt;anna's wedding&lt;/a&gt;. she was the first to get married (i think so).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58gmMvHgTGM/TwP71r5fBBI/AAAAAAAAF0Y/V_3rRLZ3uHU/s1600/390023_2733717066560_1366300808_3090667_1868646590_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58gmMvHgTGM/TwP71r5fBBI/AAAAAAAAF0Y/V_3rRLZ3uHU/s640/390023_2733717066560_1366300808_3090667_1868646590_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;again, &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-definition-of-heaven.html"&gt;family vacation to PD/Malacca&lt;/a&gt;. but this time THE WHOLE family went! haha. i was pretty tied with assignments and test but hell with that, i need time with my family. it was a therapy :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7NJUL6w98Ws/TwP6oxHBBLI/AAAAAAAAF0E/culveASPLa0/s1600/382584_2924253029840_1366300808_3163595_1447553216_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7NJUL6w98Ws/TwP6oxHBBLI/AAAAAAAAF0E/culveASPLa0/s640/382584_2924253029840_1366300808_3163595_1447553216_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;what made 2011 more memorable and meaningful was the fact that &lt;a href="http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/19-is-engaged.html"&gt;jaja was engaged&lt;/a&gt; a day before christmas! she was the first among the 9 of us to be engaged. she took the first step. she started a new era for us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmWlhy1iTCs/TwP6qAI-15I/AAAAAAAAF0M/2EkXQPVM0Ic/s1600/395578_2971154882357_1366300808_3188651_313141783_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmWlhy1iTCs/TwP6qAI-15I/AAAAAAAAF0M/2EkXQPVM0Ic/s640/395578_2971154882357_1366300808_3188651_313141783_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that is almost everything amazing that happened in 2011. it was amazing. it was a year i laughed the most and cried the least.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but one thing for sure, if you look closer, i gained weight tru the months. hahaha. i lose some weight then gained a few pounds the following month. then i lose again...and gain again. yo-yo weight sindrom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i don't care. i am happy. and that is enough for me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;welcome 2012. let's make more memories and pile on the experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;happy new year guys :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-7963560025551332698?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7963560025551332698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=7963560025551332698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7963560025551332698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7963560025551332698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-nutshell.html' title='....in a nutshell.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jMUvLtHWxds/TwP0fYbDHcI/AAAAAAAAFro/naspQ1109jk/s72-c/165731_490146222654_633082654_6228972_7547082_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-5931403879207384620</id><published>2011-12-29T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T11:18:32.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost there...we're almost there baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T55ELtgr-KE/TvvbiMknAjI/AAAAAAAAFrc/EoLriFZv2Qw/s1600/IMG_2931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T55ELtgr-KE/TvvbiMknAjI/AAAAAAAAFrc/EoLriFZv2Qw/s640/IMG_2931.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;time flies when you least expect it, don't they? i sent Duta for service yesterday (it has been ages since the last service!) and the PIC asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"bila last tukar minyak gear?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i told her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"eh baru lagi, baru awal tahun haritu tukar".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;then it hit me! it's almost new year. 2011 is coming to the end. it was almost a year ago i went to do a full service on my car. a year has passed by without me noticing. woa that sounds pretty creepy (to me). it's funny when you feel like you just entered 2011 when it is almost the end of 2011. but it is scary tho, when you look back and think about what you have achieved this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for me, personally, 2011 has been the shortest year but one of the best years ever! so many things happened and i am glad to say everything is great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 more days to go.are you ready?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-5931403879207384620?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5931403879207384620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=5931403879207384620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5931403879207384620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5931403879207384620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/almost-therewere-almost-there-baby.html' title='almost there...we&apos;re almost there baby.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T55ELtgr-KE/TvvbiMknAjI/AAAAAAAAFrc/EoLriFZv2Qw/s72-c/IMG_2931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-8229783127032845943</id><published>2011-12-27T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T15:46:43.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ibarat melahirkan seorang bayi yang gempal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;truth and nothing but the truth of how i was sleeping/waking up for the past 4 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdtCaJPgz34/Tvlz5n36qtI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/8xaAdjPjdZo/s1600/IMG_6901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdtCaJPgz34/Tvlz5n36qtI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/8xaAdjPjdZo/s640/IMG_6901.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After 3 semesters of doing my masters, only now i learn the meaning of torture. never in my life i spent more than 2 days just to complete a report. never. i am not saying that i am that good but usually it took me 2 days max to complete a 10 page report. but this time it took me 4 whole days just to complete a 10 page report!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;as you can see in the picture i provide, i literally sleep and woke up next to the books. yes, i did. those were the books i hugged as i sleep for the past 4 days. and those are the books that wake me up every single morning. it was not a beautiful scene to wake up and the first thing you saw is you workload.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i was stressed out during the whole process, i am not even myself. thank god i have my roomates to keep me sane. they tapau food for me, gave me motivation and pushed me to finish my work. if not for them, i would have not been eating the whole time. i was too lazy to go out and tapau food. all i could think of is fast food and that is bad for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;this media law assignment won the title of the most confusing and almost impossible to complete assignment. it is. maybe because i don't have any law background and i have never learn about media law before during my degree years. or maybe it is just because i don't read much before i start doing the assignment. made me realized how great law students are that they are able to read and actually LEARN these things! salute to you if you are a law student.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;1 down, here's more waiting :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;28/12 : Submission of media law report and poster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; graduate seminar final written test!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;6/1&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : submission of media management report&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;9/1&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : media management presentation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;12/1&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : submission of graduate seminar concept paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i can't wait for Wednesday to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;after all is finish, i'm heading up north! nak join?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-8229783127032845943?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/8229783127032845943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=8229783127032845943&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/8229783127032845943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/8229783127032845943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/ibarat-melahirkan-seorang-bayi-yang.html' title='ibarat melahirkan seorang bayi yang gempal'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BdtCaJPgz34/Tvlz5n36qtI/AAAAAAAAFrQ/8xaAdjPjdZo/s72-c/IMG_6901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-2018774296444313948</id><published>2011-12-25T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T11:44:39.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><title type='text'>1/9 is engaged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rtOvBOTyX00&amp;amp;ob=av2e"&gt;christina perri - a thousand years (background music)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i never wondered how it will be like if one of my bestfriend is getting engaged. it never came across my mind that one of us is going to get engaged this year. primary reason is that we still act like we are 17 years old. we have been bestfriends for more than 11 years. we'll be celebrating our 12th anniversary as best buds in 2012. we have seen each other tru thick and thin.we have fight over small things, argue on different fashion sense and gave each other a very good slap on the face when one of us lose our mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and yesterday, it finally hit me. this is it. the time has come (muahahaha). who would have thought that Jaja would be the first to become a fiance to someone. no one. even mama was surprised when i told her the news a few months ago. Yes, we have been secretly discussing the event a few months ago but jaja asked to keep it a secret until the day itself. it was just a small ceremony for close family and friends. jaja has certainly followed the correct 'law' of engagement where you don't really have to set up tents and be all extravagant. it is only the 1st step towards a much bigger step. it was a very nice bonding ceremony. just friends and family members. it was a quick one too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and ili on our way to fets house. make up-less. sbb nak sembahyang zohor dulu baru make up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhy-eDuCmrc/TvaOLrtU7YI/AAAAAAAAFpk/4U-U7ICUzyI/s1600/IMG_6699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhy-eDuCmrc/TvaOLrtU7YI/AAAAAAAAFpk/4U-U7ICUzyI/s640/IMG_6699.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadaaa dah make up.senonoh la sikit kan muka dari tadi tak make up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cml84PmhTnM/TvaOe5_sMzI/AAAAAAAAFps/yXlxGOFu2Vg/s1600/IMG_6707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cml84PmhTnM/TvaOe5_sMzI/AAAAAAAAFps/yXlxGOFu2Vg/s640/IMG_6707.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we arrived, jaja was already getting ready.siapa mak andam? 'Sharifah Amani". hahahaha. jaja sister looks exactly like amani so that is what we called her. good job kakcik! jaja looks stunning on her e-day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiR0ZjKxSSQ/TvaOuuhL37I/AAAAAAAAFp0/2p0-QpoKKnQ/s1600/IMG_6709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiR0ZjKxSSQ/TvaOuuhL37I/AAAAAAAAFp0/2p0-QpoKKnQ/s640/IMG_6709.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;muka orang berdebar debar nak tukar status jadi tunangan orang :) lebar sungguh senyum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XAnvfZuKCc/TvaO_5BUMxI/AAAAAAAAFp8/EqrqswCEgJo/s1600/IMG_6714.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XAnvfZuKCc/TvaO_5BUMxI/AAAAAAAAFp8/EqrqswCEgJo/s640/IMG_6714.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i will always have your back ja! no matter what :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJ-CmlccSR0/TvaPPrThjHI/AAAAAAAAFqE/0QvYeG0xWS0/s1600/IMG_6722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJ-CmlccSR0/TvaPPrThjHI/AAAAAAAAFqE/0QvYeG0xWS0/s640/IMG_6722.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;from her to him. simple hantaran no ipad no fancy handbags or shoes. just the normal things u were supposed to give on your e-day = sweet things and cakes. and sirih junjung of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNu45qpQFT0/TvaPmD0jIlI/AAAAAAAAFqM/VzYmt9o-N80/s1600/IMG_6724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xNu45qpQFT0/TvaPmD0jIlI/AAAAAAAAFqM/VzYmt9o-N80/s640/IMG_6724.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not jaja's fiance. this is her abah. uncle suhaimi :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAXNZQvpoRo/TvaP4GDPolI/AAAAAAAAFqU/c1Bj6IT0sPE/s1600/IMG_6750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mAXNZQvpoRo/TvaP4GDPolI/AAAAAAAAFqU/c1Bj6IT0sPE/s640/IMG_6750.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love you :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i91HmIjItjw/TvaQJRpw3II/AAAAAAAAFqc/NmdrHCSEgaY/s1600/IMG_6755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i91HmIjItjw/TvaQJRpw3II/AAAAAAAAFqc/NmdrHCSEgaY/s640/IMG_6755.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the moment :) dup dap dup dap &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJX2UOoUuWE/TvaQdA-9iDI/AAAAAAAAFqk/DHqcKhmFs2Q/s1600/IMG_6767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJX2UOoUuWE/TvaQdA-9iDI/AAAAAAAAFqk/DHqcKhmFs2Q/s640/IMG_6767.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxLatHmx_Go/TvaQx7M2U3I/AAAAAAAAFqs/dF5F8MnW3Xw/s1600/IMG_6769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxLatHmx_Go/TvaQx7M2U3I/AAAAAAAAFqs/dF5F8MnW3Xw/s640/IMG_6769.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLXLTghZN4M/TvaRIdvymYI/AAAAAAAAFq0/atZqPTR4TF8/s1600/IMG_6812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLXLTghZN4M/TvaRIdvymYI/AAAAAAAAFq0/atZqPTR4TF8/s640/IMG_6812.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we were supposed to go to bangunan kehakiman for an outdoor photoshoot but it was already late and it was about to rain so we went to pullman lake instead. without jaja. hahaha. and have our own mini photoshoot session. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-UlKXEcY5A/TvaRby0C4XI/AAAAAAAAFq8/XlyLQX7FOng/s1600/IMG_6879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x-UlKXEcY5A/TvaRby0C4XI/AAAAAAAAFq8/XlyLQX7FOng/s640/IMG_6879.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;jaja,&lt;br /&gt;i can't really describe my feelings now that you are engaged. i am very happy but i guess i am sad at the same time. yes so drama queen. now that you have started the journey, i wish u the best and i want you to be happy with him. i've seen you tru your best and worst. i've seen you on your highest and lowest point. i've seen you as a monster and an angel. i've seen it all. we may have argued on things but deep inside we know why we are bestfriends; because we can be anything and everything when we are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray for you and bean. i pray that everything will go smoothly and great between the two of you. it is still a long way to go but you know, you'll come across sticks and stones along the way. be sure to have faith and don't let feelings take control in an argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and you know you can come to me for anything kan? say it and i'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bean, take care of jaja. you don't know how much she cares for you. i've seen it all. you are beyond lucky to be hers :) you have made the right decision bean.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;next in line....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ezad and mezah. this january. Insyaallah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HXO8b8ddBzU/TvaRsvB_lUI/AAAAAAAAFrE/zrXbfJ16kpY/s1600/IMG_6889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HXO8b8ddBzU/TvaRsvB_lUI/AAAAAAAAFrE/zrXbfJ16kpY/s640/IMG_6889.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-2018774296444313948?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2018774296444313948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=2018774296444313948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2018774296444313948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2018774296444313948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/19-is-engaged.html' title='1/9 is engaged.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhy-eDuCmrc/TvaOLrtU7YI/AAAAAAAAFpk/4U-U7ICUzyI/s72-c/IMG_6699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-711892765130572077</id><published>2011-12-23T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T17:56:23.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unaffected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it seems like my 'single' status has got some people worried. i am ok with it but it is a big surprised when you learned that you have these small groups of people who are not satisfied with you being unattached to anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;some say i am choosy when it comes to choosing a boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;some say i am so obnoxious that not even a single guy would come close to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and some even say i have this 'big' attitude that draws people (guys) away from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;truth is, i don't care at all. i have been in a relationship ( a very long one) once. i have wasted 5 years of my life, my money and my time for something useless. i have had my heart broken only once and by only 1 guy. i have been stupid for a guy once. WHY SHOULD I DO IT AGAIN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it is not that i don't want to be in a relationship. it is fun to have someone who you can text,call or go out with. i admit...it is one of the most incredible feeling to have some guy look at you and see u as the most beautiful girl in the world. it is AMAZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and it is not that i don't have any guys hitting on me. there are a few. not many but a few. but i politely decline when i feel like they are about to go up a phase. why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have seen many cases, i have read many true stories and blog rantings about love and relationship. not to mention hundreds of FB status about love. i see couples who are so madly in love (usually for the 1st 6 months) expressing their love on FB and blogs only to hate each other later. and yes, all those relationship status : married/engaged to boyfriend. are you that desperate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you see, when you are in a relationship which u urself are unsure whether it will work or not, u are actually putting yourself in a position where you can get hurt anytime. yes, you want the relationship to work. yes, you are trying your best and changing every single thing you can about yourself for the relationship. but what is the point when you are not even sure of your future? then you found yourself screaming at each other, and not tolerating with each other, saying bad things about each other....you found yourself trying to control each other when you clearly don't want to be controlled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have been tru it once. i don't want to have to go tru it again. i don't want to hurt myself and suffer. yes, for me being in love with no clear future is a suffer. when i want to be in a relationship, it is because we are on our way to 'the big thing' (marriage).i don't have time to be a couple, to be just boyfriend/girlfriend. it is fair if i stay friends with the guys but keep it close to those i like. work it from there and see whether we are meant to be with each other or not. because once you say you are in a relationship with someone, you are actually giving a stranger the chance/power to control you. i don't need a stranger to control me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i don't go and brag to everyone everytime a guy hit on me. i only share it with my close friends. do i really need to tell the whole world that i have a guy trying to impress me? i don't think so. it is a shame to do so because if it does not work out between us.....it would just make things ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have a guy asked me once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; " what if there is someone out there who like you a lot and wants to be with you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; i told him&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;" if he likes me a lot, he would have go straight to my parents and ask for their permission to be friends with me. that is the kind of guy i am looking for. not a boy who wants to play around but a guy who is brave enough to ask for me from my parents"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me but i think only stupid people are willing to have their heart broken over and over again. they just don't get the lesson. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QfYm60F0enM/TvROiVlsVbI/AAAAAAAAFpY/2YdHwmXaMKs/s1600/IMG_6627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QfYm60F0enM/TvROiVlsVbI/AAAAAAAAFpY/2YdHwmXaMKs/s640/IMG_6627.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so pls don't bother if i stay single. i choose to be single. i choose not get hurt. and you can to think about yourself, your relationship, your life. and yes i admit i can be obnoxious sometimes but that is just me. i don't change myself just to have someone like me. in fact, i am pretty much myself around guys i like (after the 2nd meeting that is).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='unaffected.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QfYm60F0enM/TvROiVlsVbI/AAAAAAAAFpY/2YdHwmXaMKs/s72-c/IMG_6627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-7051756866782859117</id><published>2011-12-19T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T16:21:24.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>terpengaruh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hai.saya baru balik dari library. pegi buang masa tidur dlm library sebab sedap ada air con dan kerusi empuk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ni mari nak cerita sikit pasal lelaki. bila sebut je 'lelaki' macam macam kita boleh simpulkan. kita kecikkan sikit skop kita. kita cerita pasal lelaki, perasaan dan kawan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aku ada la beberapa kawan lelaki yang boleh aku kata 'geng kacip'. bila aku kata geng kacip maknanya kacip yang mana aku adalah aku bila dengan mereka. i am a very different person when i am around my boys. trust me. sbb tu aku kadang2 reluctant nk bwk crush aku lepak sekali sbb nnt kantoi.hahaha. aku dengan kacip lelaki tak sama dengan aku dengan kacip perempuan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jASGrDZNlyM/Tu7zt8C9kjI/AAAAAAAAFpM/sK9PkqXLChs/s1600/74200_1714837835216_1366300808_1833097_3740952_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jASGrDZNlyM/Tu7zt8C9kjI/AAAAAAAAFpM/sK9PkqXLChs/s640/74200_1714837835216_1366300808_1833097_3740952_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;rasanya mungkin sebab aku selalu lepak dan kadang2 aku terlalu rapat dengan kacip lelaki aku buatkan aku sendiri jadi keliru pasal lelaki dan perasaan. faham faham lah kan bila kita lepak dengan budak lelaki, kita observe. dan bila kita observe, u at least learn a few things about boys la kan. at thus, i got myself confused.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kacip lelaki aku memang baik. baik smp tahap kadang2 boleh dibuat menyamar jadi teman lelaki pn ada. tak semua lelaki macam tu kan? tak semua lelaki yang sanggup ikut aku pegi mall ikut aku sana sini layan kerenah makan2 aku. belum lagi campur layan kerenah berangan aku. these boys are 'the guys'. these are the guys yang kalau mama call pukul 2 pagi dan aku ckp aku tgh minum dkt mamak dgn mad dan sopi, mama masih blh tidur dgn lena. or maybe sbb kitorang dh terlalu baik smp we don't have any boundary? sampai kadang2 ada cerita hati dan perasaan aku yang aku sendiri tak cerita kat kacip perempuan aku, tapi aku cerita kat budak2 lelaki ni.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;dan sebabkan aku terima layanan macam tu lah, aku tak boleh nak beza atau detect kalau ada lelaki yang suka aku (as a girl).sbb tu bila aku ada kawan lelaki aku layan sama...tak feeling2 walaupun rasa mcm dpt treatment lain. aku ni lurus bendul sebenarnya. i see boys as boys. semua sama. even if they treat me extra special sikit pn i would still have this thought that " oh mad dgn sopi pn buat mcm ni jugak". i can never push my feelings to believe that if a guy is trying his luck on me. never. one thing is because i don't want to get my hopes up too high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kadang2 rasa mcm "maybe this is it". but then terus nmpk the image of mad, sopi and naqib :p terus rasa mcm oh maybe he just treat me like my boys do. terus hambar je jadinye. perspektif seorang perempuan dan lelaki memang jauh beza. kalau aku cerita pada kawan perempuan aku akan dapat feedback yang lain. tapi kan lebih elok kalau aku tanya sendiri pada kaum lelaki? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;selagi orang tak cakap, memang aku tak akan tahu. dan aku jugak bukan jenis yang akan cakap kalau aku tak betul2 pasti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;are you confused too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: library shah alam yang baru ade gym!excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-7051756866782859117?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7051756866782859117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=7051756866782859117&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7051756866782859117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7051756866782859117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/terpengaruh.html' title='terpengaruh'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jASGrDZNlyM/Tu7zt8C9kjI/AAAAAAAAFpM/sK9PkqXLChs/s72-c/74200_1714837835216_1366300808_1833097_3740952_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-5887311589806610493</id><published>2011-12-19T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T09:35:00.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my definition of heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a plan made loooooooooooong ago. dah lama dah sangat tak pegi family vacation. selalu ada yang exam, ada yang tak cuti, ada yang kawin. but this time by hook or by crook kita jalan je~ as usual we went to PD sebab ayah cik's company is under PNB so we get to stay in PNB ilham resort. biasanya sebelum ni kalau pergi PD mmg duduk PD je la main pantai but this time we took it up a notch dengan pegi tour melaka. Oh i love melaka!!! aku kalau pegi melaka 100 kali pn aku sanggup. it is the best place to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and this time it is even better with sabrina by my side the whole time! dulu sabrina tak lahir lagi so tak ada partner in crime :) and she was soooo clingy i can't be out of her sight for even one second or else terus keluar air mata meraung. but lantak la i love her more than that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5T_8RiYB4Q/Tu1EB5q0mhI/AAAAAAAAFns/rijSXC3YioI/s1600/IMG_6584.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H5T_8RiYB4Q/Tu1EB5q0mhI/AAAAAAAAFns/rijSXC3YioI/s640/IMG_6584.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we went to menara taming sari (oh sabrina tak gayat siap panjat2 bagai), then to the A famosa, and the red building (aku tataw la nama ape), and makam st paul. we walked all the way to every spot! perghhh penat tayah cakap la siap pakej dgn kena dukung sabrina once in a while. i think i burnt a whole lot of calories on that day!.hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QFtnQQEm57E/Tu1E5xBt1kI/AAAAAAAAFoE/fPQJC7fI8SU/s640/IMG_6602.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_EQpvTRdXA/Tu1FLApkZ4I/AAAAAAAAFoM/mRwMrV3RpTU/s1600/IMG_6604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g_EQpvTRdXA/Tu1FLApkZ4I/AAAAAAAAFoM/mRwMrV3RpTU/s640/IMG_6604.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;moi parents &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gm78jcgLfIY/Tu1F7bKzn2I/AAAAAAAAFoc/SLQup1oarKk/s1600/IMG_6609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gm78jcgLfIY/Tu1F7bKzn2I/AAAAAAAAFoc/SLQup1oarKk/s640/IMG_6609.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIj4LnvLZtw/Tu1GMeYyz2I/AAAAAAAAFok/4x3JFqRKOEg/s1600/IMG_6653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HIj4LnvLZtw/Tu1GMeYyz2I/AAAAAAAAFok/4x3JFqRKOEg/s640/IMG_6653.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sikat rambut setengah jam sekali. panas panas panas.nak je aku kerat rambut tu kasi pendek senang tak payah nk ikat ikat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBpVAMpcfFk/Tu1Gno66FTI/AAAAAAAAFos/SKcxkdjsQXc/s1600/IMG_6662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oBpVAMpcfFk/Tu1Gno66FTI/AAAAAAAAFos/SKcxkdjsQXc/s640/IMG_6662.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after a long tiring day, tumpas akhirnya. smp ternganga tido.kejut byk kali suruh bangun makan pun tak jalan jugak. so i had to pangku her and eat at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fn6Vfiv1a-Q/Tu1G6qKp03I/AAAAAAAAFo0/5h3ApbGvpgg/s1600/IMG_6676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fn6Vfiv1a-Q/Tu1G6qKp03I/AAAAAAAAFo0/5h3ApbGvpgg/s640/IMG_6676.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hj1OAYkTsP4/Tu1HRzEHiQI/AAAAAAAAFo8/46LehQDf6mw/s1600/IMG_6679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hj1OAYkTsP4/Tu1HRzEHiQI/AAAAAAAAFo8/46LehQDf6mw/s640/IMG_6679.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tp once dia dh bangun pastu nmpk pulak kerang, habis licin semua kerang dia sapu. oh hantu kerang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ebAs9n-Z7zE/Tu1HkhddtTI/AAAAAAAAFpE/4lEV-fBvXTU/s1600/IMG_6684.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ebAs9n-Z7zE/Tu1HkhddtTI/AAAAAAAAFpE/4lEV-fBvXTU/s640/IMG_6684.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it was heaven for 3 days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it was heaven when the minute you wake up all u can see is your family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it was heaven when the only sound you can hear is the sound of your aunts and cousins laughing and gossiping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it was heaven when you can hug and kiss sabrina all day long &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it was heaven when don't have to think about exams and reports for 3 whole days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the next time i'm meeting my heaven would be in January 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-5887311589806610493?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5887311589806610493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=5887311589806610493&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5887311589806610493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5887311589806610493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-definition-of-heaven.html' title='my definition of heaven'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-41IXwQtMV-g/Tu1FivhW9sI/AAAAAAAAFoU/6UVJawvTYkE/s72-c/IMG_6607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-1260115849369356897</id><published>2011-12-17T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T22:52:54.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was heaven for a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7EUH-SkabI/TuyqjPGXMLI/AAAAAAAAFnk/3IwPrbcR4WY/s1600/IMG_6660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7EUH-SkabI/TuyqjPGXMLI/AAAAAAAAFnk/3IwPrbcR4WY/s640/IMG_6660.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;back from the short holiday, back to reality, back to a much much faster track. i've entered the 'running' zone. no more walking ambil angin sepoi2 bahasa. everything is about to be submitted and one final test coming up on wednesday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;belum ada masa lagi nak bercerita panjang kisah holiday. kalau nak cerita kena relax2 supaya susunannya teratur. i am in the middle of completing my international communication report on halal hub in malaysia. curi masa sekejap update blog. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 hari spend masa dengan family dan sabrina was heaven! there is nothing better than waking up to the sound of sabrina's laughter and shrieks. walking all day around malacca town was not a tiring thing when i have sabrina walking beside me, hand in hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tell you about it later :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: bukan nak menolak atau tak suka, tapi sehingga aku betul betul pasti dan yakin, akan terbukalah pintu :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-1260115849369356897?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1260115849369356897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=1260115849369356897&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1260115849369356897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1260115849369356897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-was-heaven-for-while.html' title='it was heaven for a while.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7EUH-SkabI/TuyqjPGXMLI/AAAAAAAAFnk/3IwPrbcR4WY/s72-c/IMG_6660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-2493778405394563626</id><published>2011-12-15T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T21:44:42.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>priceless</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-frHadyWkGRM/Tun5xm_8G5I/AAAAAAAAFnY/bgeyrHtGHR4/s0/2011-12-15%25252021.37.10.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-frHadyWkGRM/Tun5xm_8G5I/AAAAAAAAFnY/bgeyrHtGHR4/s400/2011-12-15%25252021.37.10.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsjuf52NfUk/TuXNibapI8I/AAAAAAAAFm8/OTKHL7ywPOM/s1600/IMG_6495.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsjuf52NfUk/TuXNibapI8I/AAAAAAAAFm8/OTKHL7ywPOM/s640/IMG_6495.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Assalamualaikum :) mula mula tepuk tangan untuk bismi sebab dah ada kereta sendiri lepas ni aku nak jadi passenger sahaja. nok g derak mano pahni bismi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hari ini Selangor cuti. tapi kalau tak cuti pun aku memang cuti hari isnin sebab tak ada kelas :p. jadi hari ini nak bawak semua semua jelajah masuk handbag. nak? orang kata what u carry resembles u kan? jadi jom tengok dan boleh lah korang 'kenal' aku ni macam mana sebenarnya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aku tak sure la perempuan lain, tapi aku normally akan bawak cuba benda yang penting sahaja dalam handbag. tak ada benda benda yang kurang penting atau benda yang merapu. kalau ada yang merapu pun biasanya biskut panda ataupun rocky la.itu pun kadang kadang ye aku bawak dlm handbag. paling2 pun aku sumbat novel seketul kot2 la aku boring tunggu giliran kat bank/pejabat pos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;current fave bag (sbb ade skulls.hahahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx0sD9orw3U/TuXN5_V2deI/AAAAAAAAFnE/EQf6QeWuGR4/s1600/IMG_6496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sx0sD9orw3U/TuXN5_V2deI/AAAAAAAAFnE/EQf6QeWuGR4/s640/IMG_6496.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Apa dalam beg skull?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;these things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avyqN-2BB5w/TuXOOCDjfOI/AAAAAAAAFnM/xki4YeyIx0M/s1600/IMG_6498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avyqN-2BB5w/TuXOOCDjfOI/AAAAAAAAFnM/xki4YeyIx0M/s640/IMG_6498.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;so i have my :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;purse. mestilah kalau tak ada mana nak sumbat duit dan segala kad2? aku suka purse yang ada tempat letak kad banyak sbb kad aku byk. aku pun tak tahu kenapa tapi semua kad2 penting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kain telekung. senang tak payah nak tggu2 turn guna telekung kat surau2 awam. lagipun ada telekung yang kureeeeeeeeeng bersih kan. so bwk sendiri puas hati :) kalau boleh bwk ipad besar gedabak dlm beg takkan la telekung y ringan tak larat nk kendong kannnn~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;moi shades/wayfarer . essential sbb aku silau. dan supaya tak kantoi kalau aku usya jejaka hot time kat traffic light.muahahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mani/pedi set. senang nak potong kuku ke nak gunting ape2 benang ke kot2 la emergency.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lipsticks. yep i do carry more than 2 lipsticks at one time. reason being i love all of them and i tend to 'lick' my lipstick once i wore them so i need to re-apply byk kali. kalau tak mmg pucat la bibir aku.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eno/clorets. eno sbb perut aku senang kembung. clorets sbb kadang2 rasa nk kunyah something bila aku boring.hahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cermin. tak payah explain la kan? mmg perlu kot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;eyeliner. touch up lps sembahyang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pen. obviously utk tulis &lt;strike&gt;nombor telefon dan bagi pada jejaka kacak&lt;/strike&gt; apa apa yang penting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kunci Duta. my car key. kunci cuma 1 tp keychain byk.saje aku letak byk so adik2 aku rasa tertekan sikit kalau nak guna keter aku sbb nnt ssh nk simpan kunci dlm poket.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kunci rumah. ini cuma kunci grill je kunci pintu aku tertinggal kat rumah mama.hahaha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bateri spare camera. ini kalau tak ada boleh meroyan. kalau ada tapi lupa charge pn blh sawan sekejap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thumbdrive. aku kan moden. wanita moden kena la bwk thumbdrive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my old matrix card. sedih tak rupa? dah tak ada gmbr aku pun. tapi aku dah buat yang baru dh.ni saje aku simpan. (lupa nk buang sebenarnya)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;camera. never.leave.the.house.without.the.camera.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;jadi apa dalam beg anda pula?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-7824644792061724470?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7824644792061724470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=7824644792061724470&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7824644792061724470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7824644792061724470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/dalam-beg-ada.html' title='dalam beg ada....?'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsjuf52NfUk/TuXNibapI8I/AAAAAAAAFm8/OTKHL7ywPOM/s72-c/IMG_6495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-1238517541822632408</id><published>2011-12-10T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T09:51:39.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abnormality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.paulthompsonsblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/panda.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.paulthompsonsblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/panda.gif" width="534" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is how i look now. exactly like a panda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dark circles + super horrible eyebag + gemgems&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...kulit muka? tak payah cakap. kalau pakar kulit tengok dia pun histeria.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waktu tidur : i totally messed up biological clock. i would be sleeping around 3 am and wake up 4 hours later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then i have this weird craving for food where i find myself constantly going to mcd for food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am a total mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-1238517541822632408?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1238517541822632408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=1238517541822632408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1238517541822632408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1238517541822632408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/abnormality.html' title='abnormality'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-3688867391474915324</id><published>2011-12-09T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T11:57:54.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>siratsurat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/iUHjDJxkcSE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUHjDJxkcSE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iUHjDJxkcSE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-3688867391474915324?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3688867391474915324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=3688867391474915324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3688867391474915324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3688867391474915324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/siratsurat.html' title='siratsurat'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-5851831860442589988</id><published>2011-12-07T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T21:39:52.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stress dan makan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Saat genting sekarang ni sebab bila pergi kelas mesti balik dengan assignment dan due date baru. Contohnya kelas pagi tadi, lecturer kita bagi surprise kat semua orang dengan mengucapkan kata kata hikmat :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;"next week the final 8 will present. 4 before break and 4 after break.Also I want to see your outline/1st draft for the mini book. then the following week u have to submit your mini book and sit for your final exam".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terima kasih prof. jantung saya skipped 18 beat tadi masa dengar prof cakap. lagi lagi part yang prof awalkan seminggu exam yang pttnya pada 28 dis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi, sekarang kena put on my thinking cap and start working my ass off. Walaubagaimanapun sesi family day ke PD next week tetap jalan. Family first kan :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cool tak aku buat kira kira guna saintifik calculator? Terkial2 jugak tekan sebab dh lama tak guna.thank you housemate bagi pinjam :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mozt614i-co/Tt9hGpiZbeI/AAAAAAAAFmc/x_uBIyrxbok/s1600/IMG_6343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mozt614i-co/Tt9hGpiZbeI/AAAAAAAAFmc/x_uBIyrxbok/s640/IMG_6343.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rumus normal musim stress : stress = lapar = kuat makan = gemuk bertambah =stress &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6DkSlsk3Gk/Tt9hYH9sOVI/AAAAAAAAFmk/SduBMNgJrC4/s1600/IMG_6353.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e6DkSlsk3Gk/Tt9hYH9sOVI/AAAAAAAAFmk/SduBMNgJrC4/s640/IMG_6353.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ibu-to-be erin dengan bayi yang semakin membesar :) dan bismi yang tgh nervous nak present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOqfPvw_UU0/Tt9igbJ9OeI/AAAAAAAAFm0/QwTmuByy2h4/s1600/IMG_6354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fOqfPvw_UU0/Tt9igbJ9OeI/AAAAAAAAFm0/QwTmuByy2h4/s640/IMG_6354.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi sekarang aku peduli apa janji bila aku rasa lapar aku makan sebab bila aku tak makan aku lapar dan bila lapar jadi semakin stress. bila stress sebab lapar mane boleh buat kerja kan? jadi siapa2 nampak aku drive tru mcd buat2 biasa je lah ye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye nak pergi buat assignment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-5851831860442589988?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5851831860442589988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=5851831860442589988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5851831860442589988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5851831860442589988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/stress-dan-makan.html' title='stress dan makan'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mozt614i-co/Tt9hGpiZbeI/AAAAAAAAFmc/x_uBIyrxbok/s72-c/IMG_6343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-8443282353177386957</id><published>2011-12-05T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:02:23.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yang mana satu pilihanku?</title><content type='html'>Mempersembahkan calon calon assignment semester ini :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/12&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; : International Communication presetation&lt;br /&gt;13/12 : Media Law presentation&lt;br /&gt;13/12 : Graduate Seminar presentation&lt;br /&gt;21/12 : International Communication case study report submission&lt;br /&gt;28/12 : Media Law individual assignment submission&lt;br /&gt;28/12 : International Communication examination&lt;br /&gt;2/1/12: Media Management presentation&lt;br /&gt;7/1/12: Media Management report submission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau setiap 1 assigment boleh mengurangkan berat badan sebanyak 1kg kan bagus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-8443282353177386957?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/8443282353177386957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=8443282353177386957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/8443282353177386957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/8443282353177386957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/yang-mana-satu-pilihanku.html' title='Yang mana satu pilihanku?'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-1105913112657959005</id><published>2011-12-04T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:38:26.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Dear brothers, pls don't puke.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am proud of my little brothers. They may not be the best but they are always there tru thick and thin. And I am not the best sister but still, they are not ashamed to call me 'along' in front of their friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not going to say that my brothers are good...Im not going to say that they are good kids. But I am proud of them in the sense that they are independent. In fact, they are much much more independent than I am right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The first brother, &lt;a href="http://www.syahmiazman.com/"&gt;Mie&lt;/a&gt;; is a photographer. I admit it, I sometimes envy him for being able to buy things on his own. Since he was a small boy, he NEVER ask for anything. He would accept anything given to him and never question. I remembered when he was 3 years old, our arwah to'ki would take us out to buy bird food. Sometimes we make a short pit stop at the mall. One day while we were browsing tru the toys section, Mie saw this one sword (if I'm not mistaken, it was a thundercat sword or something). He was staring and belek2 the sword. Then my to'ki asked him " Mie nak? Kalau nak To'ki belikan". He replied "Mie nak tgk je". *hiding all the toys I held behind my back*. When he was growing up, I can't recall him asking parents to buy him anything. Whatever my mom and dad gave him, he simply accept it and never argues. And he take really good care of his things! Broke his thing (Especially those mama papa gave him ) then you're dead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;He's very passionate about the thing he do. When he do, he'll do it with his heart. He was a best student during his diploma years (Anugerah every sem). He managed to score even tho he's busy going around fulfilling his duty as a photographer. One thing that amazed&amp;nbsp; me is that, he is firm to his decision. If he does not want to do it, he'll never do it. Masuk UMP seminggu je lepas tu berhenti sebab dia tak rasa nak belajar lagi (pada masa itu). He said he wants to focus on photography first. Alhamdullilah rezeki dia memang murah part tu. He's only 21 but he has more assets than I do. He has his own car, an Ipad, savings, a row of lens etc. He buys his own clothes (ini untung sebab bila dia dah tak muat tshirt semua sedekah kat aku), shoes, pays his own bill. His bedtime story book? Jutawan Muda by irfan the internet millionaire.And he does not smoke! He is very careful on how he spends his money (not like me). And he's about to open his own photo-shop next year. What did I do/have when I was 21 years old? nothing except for a lousy boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qnDM-Jdp49g/TtrDyRLOoVI/AAAAAAAAFmQ/iUaf6iN-WEg/s1600/308170_2200725452034_1064242608_32061155_692531818_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qnDM-Jdp49g/TtrDyRLOoVI/AAAAAAAAFmQ/iUaf6iN-WEg/s640/308170_2200725452034_1064242608_32061155_692531818_n.jpg" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My youngest brother just turned 18 years old last October. He's currently doing his diploma in Halal food thingy. Just like his elder brother, he is independent. He knows mamapapa will always disagree with his request so everytime he wanted to buy something, he'll save his own money...since he was still a school student! Dia bawak bekal so tak payah beli makanan kat kantin kecuali hari Jumaat sebab ada nasi ayam sedap katanya. I am talking when he was 16-17 years old. Kalau budak lelaki normal, malu lah bawak bekal tak cool tak macho. Na ah not my baby brother. He was so proud with his bekal siap share dengan kawan2. Compared to Mie, I am more close to Wan. I am more comfortable talking to Wan about anything. But I love them the same :) Wan is funnier and loud compared to Mie. He's the clown in our family. Wan grew up by doing things on his own. If he's hungry, he'll find his own food. If he wants something, he gets it on his own. And he never refuse to do anything I asked him to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cpRrqsGhIEg/TtrDxW8LpKI/AAAAAAAAFmI/q_Ds0PuvgrA/s1600/206044_251276158224647_100000267954685_1020940_5355713_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cpRrqsGhIEg/TtrDxW8LpKI/AAAAAAAAFmI/q_Ds0PuvgrA/s640/206044_251276158224647_100000267954685_1020940_5355713_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never say out loud that I am proud of them. I am proud to tell people "these are my brothers". Along loves you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr4jQlulZgU/TtrDwX0As0I/AAAAAAAAFmE/KeOzJ1-ode4/s1600/61273_1626977118753_1366300808_1655065_1964514_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hr4jQlulZgU/TtrDwX0As0I/AAAAAAAAFmE/KeOzJ1-ode4/s640/61273_1626977118753_1366300808_1655065_1964514_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-1105913112657959005?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1105913112657959005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=1105913112657959005&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1105913112657959005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1105913112657959005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/dear-brothers-pls-dont-puke.html' title='Dear brothers, pls don&apos;t puke.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qnDM-Jdp49g/TtrDyRLOoVI/AAAAAAAAFmQ/iUaf6iN-WEg/s72-c/308170_2200725452034_1064242608_32061155_692531818_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-8833937349988268298</id><published>2011-12-03T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T17:03:38.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>define : friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How do you classify someone as your friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like beauty, the definition of a friend can be subjective. It is up to your own self whether to classify someone as your friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I define a friend as someone who can be her/his own self when I am around, can laugh at my silly jokes and vice versa, never hesitate a request for help and someone who I can talk about anything and everything. Close friends are those with all of the above criteria + are able to keep/share secrets + have the license to curse at you when you&amp;nbsp; do something stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Call me cold-hearted but I don't care much about people who are my acquaintance. Who are my acquaintance? They are the people who I make professional relationship with; meaning that I'm friends with them but not the extend of a friend (based on my definition of a friend). I treat them normally but I don't really mix around with them. I keep the relationship professional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why do I have these groups of friends? I don't like to keep grudges/hate. I want to be clean from all the negative feeling. If I don't like you as a friend, then I'll treat you as my acquaintance. I don't hate you but at the same time I don't care about you. I believe that you should not be hating people for being who they are. YOU SHOULD LEARN TO ACCEPT THEM. And I do believe that not everyone would like me as I am; they have the right not be friends with me or to talk about me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The truth is, you don't get anything by hating people, by writing bad things about them in your blog or by making them your laughing stock with your friends. But, by keeping a healthy relationship with the people around you, you will at least save yourself from carrying a heavy burden of grudge in your heart (which later can be seen on your face).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;True friends will always be with you and will always tell you the truth. It is a cliche but if think that does not make any sense, it proves that you have not find your true friend yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;" ....kalau dia ada pun bukan kau makin kaya, kalau dia tak ada pun bukan kau makin miskin."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-8833937349988268298?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/8833937349988268298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=8833937349988268298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/8833937349988268298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/8833937349988268298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/12/define-friend.html' title='define : friend.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-2237581218967236187</id><published>2011-11-29T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T23:10:06.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.a.n.d.o.m</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You might not know that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I prefer sour-ish food than sweets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; If I'm driving alone, I play my Foo Fighters CD and cry all the way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never knew the existence of high heels and wedges until I was 22.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't think much. I just do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;T shirt was my staple cloth; until this year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started to seriously wear eyeliner in 2011.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I was 9, I pronounced 'field' as fai-eld.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My longest crush was Duta from Sheila on 7. Still crushing on him until today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I go crazy over bags and shoes rather than clothes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I prefer to shop for clothes at a thrift shop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am random. I do things randomly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am the complete opposite of myself when I am around a guy I have feelings for.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think I have the biggest patience in the world. I am almost never angry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I have a bigger bump.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will never say 'no' to tempoyak and budu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't look as nice as I look in my photos. Don't be fooled.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If was given RM1000, I would probably splurge on food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have always wanted to lie down and look at the stars. In the middle of an open field. With someone special. (you may puke at your own risk) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now that you've read this entry, you know more about me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-2237581218967236187?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2237581218967236187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=2237581218967236187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2237581218967236187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2237581218967236187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/random.html' title='R.a.n.d.o.m'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-135805636080374846</id><published>2011-11-28T10:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T10:46:14.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>I hit some balls yesterday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Adakah anda mengalami sindrom sindrom stress dan tekanan hati jiwa perasaan? Adakah anda rasa seperti mahu jadi abang long kawasan dan hentak seseorang dengan kayu besbol? Adakah anda rasa seperti mahu melepaskan semua tekanan dan sakit hati anda tapi tidak mahu mengambil apa apa risiko yang merbahaya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mari ikut saya *tarik tangan korang*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Selamat datang ke &lt;a href="http://www.hit.com.my/"&gt;It's a Hit! Batting Cages OU&lt;/a&gt;! Ini adalah terapi tekanan paling berkesan setakat ini yang aku jumpa. Agak2 duit tak berapa nak banyak untuk shopping tapi perlukan terapi,jemputlah datang ke sini. It's a miracle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku dah laaaaaaaaaaama teringat nak datang tapi tak jumpa cari kat mana. Kadang kadang datang OU tapi lupa benda ni ada kat situ. Tapi kali ni memang pergi OU solely untuk pergi lepaskan tekanan di sini. Bukan lah aku tertekan ke apa ke, tapi saja nak main pukul pukul. Ni assignment dah siap sedia beratur jadi sebelum aku tertekan siapkan satu satu baik aku pergi buang tenaga negatif aku dulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ye tahu dress code tak sesuai. Maaf kadang kadang memang datang perangai bimbo jadi noob.Dah tahu nak pegi pukul bola masih lagi geletis pakai seakan akan nak pergi hi-tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEg_KUT2llg/TtLjaord3eI/AAAAAAAAFkM/Ft_86MdUG9E/s1600/IMG_6185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEg_KUT2llg/TtLjaord3eI/AAAAAAAAFkM/Ft_86MdUG9E/s640/IMG_6185.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R95fqy3MmVQ/TtLjqrWwBAI/AAAAAAAAFkU/rJnUNzrdtZg/s1600/IMG_6192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R95fqy3MmVQ/TtLjqrWwBAI/AAAAAAAAFkU/rJnUNzrdtZg/s640/IMG_6192.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cage.The cage where you release your anger *deep voice followed by evil laugh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKjFuo4Bnjc/TtLkG_z8GUI/AAAAAAAAFkc/GH4aAmgEfEQ/s1600/IMG_6196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKjFuo4Bnjc/TtLkG_z8GUI/AAAAAAAAFkc/GH4aAmgEfEQ/s640/IMG_6196.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku sedang beraksi. Sesungguhnya aku rasa dalam berpuluh puluh bola yang terbang ke arah aku, cuma 10 biji yang selamat aku hentak dengan kayu besbol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-06prUIpPEdI/TtLqeYnFMnI/AAAAAAAAFl8/Pzfhd8p1eNw/s1600/IMG_6205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-06prUIpPEdI/TtLqeYnFMnI/AAAAAAAAFl8/Pzfhd8p1eNw/s640/IMG_6205.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9i1eSM3lCtM/TtLkbDPkaSI/AAAAAAAAFkk/N8K_tqmGiRI/s1600/IMG_6200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9i1eSM3lCtM/TtLkbDPkaSI/AAAAAAAAFkk/N8K_tqmGiRI/s640/IMG_6200.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abang gagah *tangan ke bahu mata ke atas*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FZQilCJJBRw/TtLlIiVJW4I/AAAAAAAAFk0/1SoIwZhl8sw/s1600/IMG_6212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FZQilCJJBRw/TtLlIiVJW4I/AAAAAAAAFk0/1SoIwZhl8sw/s640/IMG_6212.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...was wearing this into the cage *bimbo moment*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1oswKxaabA/TtLlc_H-4SI/AAAAAAAAFk8/ZjlG6Mds2hA/s1600/IMG_6216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u1oswKxaabA/TtLlc_H-4SI/AAAAAAAAFk8/ZjlG6Mds2hA/s640/IMG_6216.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please pardon my eversobimboyoucanslapmyface expression.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGPjmrpsDx0/TtLl2Il7QxI/AAAAAAAAFlE/6XWwuL0EJeQ/s1600/IMG_6228.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pGPjmrpsDx0/TtLl2Il7QxI/AAAAAAAAFlE/6XWwuL0EJeQ/s640/IMG_6228.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lepas penat dan sudah hilang segala aura negatif dan stress di minda, boleh lah cool kan badan dengan makan dan minum sambil buat postmortem pasal pukulan masing masing. There's a big baseball-shaped cafe just outside the cages. We brought donuts earlier and decided to top up our burned calories by eating it after the hitting session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMc0GNYZgB0/TtLmYUS_P3I/AAAAAAAAFlU/WfLEGJuFPLM/s1600/IMG_6236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMc0GNYZgB0/TtLmYUS_P3I/AAAAAAAAFlU/WfLEGJuFPLM/s640/IMG_6236.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb5Zg09ydEI/TtLmog80NfI/AAAAAAAAFlc/jKRehe_lQuQ/s1600/IMG_6238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Eb5Zg09ydEI/TtLmog80NfI/AAAAAAAAFlc/jKRehe_lQuQ/s640/IMG_6238.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan kalau anda semua tertanya tanya dia manakan tempat awesome ini, It's on the rooftop level at OU. To make it easier, take the lift next to Parkson ( the old wing of OU). Lif to boleh pergi terus ke rooftop. Lif lain, tak boleh harap. Price? Usya sendiri :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NDOEfKseEnE/TtLm8BGbQSI/AAAAAAAAFlk/mVyy0pSqnaI/s1600/IMG_6241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NDOEfKseEnE/TtLm8BGbQSI/AAAAAAAAFlk/mVyy0pSqnaI/s640/IMG_6241.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kitorang amek 30 mins home run. Itu pun berpeluh macam lari 1 jam atas treadmill. But I guess if you amek yang token pun it's the same jugak. cuma kalau nak jimat sikit pergi ramai2 dengan kawan2 boleh lah ambik yang home run package. And for beginners (macam kami) di advisekan amek softball sebab bola lebih besar dan kurang laju. Agak agak dah pro boleh pukul 5 biji tanpa miss, boleh la try baseball pulak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9Qxs7V_mAk/TtLnNhE87TI/AAAAAAAAFls/U3db7vWbf5w/s1600/IMG_6242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9Qxs7V_mAk/TtLnNhE87TI/AAAAAAAAFls/U3db7vWbf5w/s640/IMG_6242.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading and I leave you guys with a picture worth more than a thousand word : Sofi singing his heart out to New Boyz greates hit - Sejarah Mungkin Berulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcCVDe1uyVg/TtLna0x1N_I/AAAAAAAAFl0/EGrILRqIPc4/s1600/IMG_6250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcCVDe1uyVg/TtLna0x1N_I/AAAAAAAAFl0/EGrILRqIPc4/s640/IMG_6250.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-135805636080374846?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/135805636080374846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=135805636080374846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/135805636080374846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/135805636080374846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-hit-some-balls-yesterday.html' title='I hit some balls yesterday.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GEg_KUT2llg/TtLjaord3eI/AAAAAAAAFkM/Ft_86MdUG9E/s72-c/IMG_6185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-4891263012242452442</id><published>2011-11-27T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T11:26:28.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housemate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>Misteri komedi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy weekend people! Semalam saya pergi jalan jalan dengan housemate saya. Kita kecikkan sedikit skop jalan jalan : Kita pergi menonton wayang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Selalu kan kalau kita tengok the making of sesebuah filem (khususnya filem melayu) at the end of the TMO, mesti keluar ayat&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;"Jangan lupa saksikan filem yang bakal memecah box office ini di pawagan berdekatan anda. Sokonglah filem tempatan kita. Sokonglah industri filem kita"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadi sebagai warga negara Malaysia yang memang suka dan ikhlas nak membantu industri kita, aku ajak lah housemate aku pergi tengok cerita :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediahiburan.com.my/images/main/poster%20misterialan%20lama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://www.mediahiburan.com.my/images/main/poster%20misterialan%20lama.jpg" width="538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;verdict : Thundercat + Power Rangers + Ultraman + Predators + Ratu the Movie. (prepare mental waras anda untuk ending movie sbb something very rare happens in the end) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku malas nak ulas lebih lanjut tapi kalau bukan sebab ada satu scene flashback tu ada special appearance by Gambit, memang aku pergi kaunter mintak refund duit tiket aku. Afdlin, say thank you to Gambit because he saved your film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;....dan to make up to my disappointment, I&amp;nbsp; went shopping. YES is here!!!! Gila sekejap aku masuk Padini. Maklum lah aku cuma beli kasut ketika ada potongan 50% ke atas sahaja. Kalau time new arrival tu aku pegi usya dulu. Tunggu sale separuh harga baru aku rembat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebabkan keluar pagi...nak senang parking dan tanak que panjang to get the tix, semua keluar tanpa makan. Bawak bekal air kotak and roti je makan dalam kereta. See Afdlin, pengorbanan kami untuk pergi menyokong filem tempatan yang mana posternye sungguh gempak; Hans Isaac looks really hot running like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ouRXmY7L3uk/TtGgF44j75I/AAAAAAAAFjc/c5jG_MQB0H0/s1600/IMG_6123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ouRXmY7L3uk/TtGgF44j75I/AAAAAAAAFjc/c5jG_MQB0H0/s640/IMG_6123.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9uqpcTgy_4/TtGgduzzhmI/AAAAAAAAFjk/PTyGA_aG_gg/s1600/IMG_6124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9uqpcTgy_4/TtGgduzzhmI/AAAAAAAAFjk/PTyGA_aG_gg/s640/IMG_6124.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sambil tunggu nak masuk, we went around.I was so excited to get onto a sledge, I dropped my pretzel :( baru gigit 3 kali!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T3UknHwUeHw/TtGgyM15kSI/AAAAAAAAFjs/xdiu9HHwCwM/s1600/IMG_6125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T3UknHwUeHw/TtGgyM15kSI/AAAAAAAAFjs/xdiu9HHwCwM/s640/IMG_6125.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1aaFuwuiS4/TtGhKnajzlI/AAAAAAAAFj0/eQkdnV4T7zY/s1600/IMG_6138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P1aaFuwuiS4/TtGhKnajzlI/AAAAAAAAFj0/eQkdnV4T7zY/s640/IMG_6138.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nnFXnflHu60/TtGhjVz-buI/AAAAAAAAFj8/qaqhUsO3i90/s1600/IMG_6142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nnFXnflHu60/TtGhjVz-buI/AAAAAAAAFj8/qaqhUsO3i90/s640/IMG_6142.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kvF10ugiFtY/TtGh4_nT6mI/AAAAAAAAFkE/6EGrTMU2j8M/s1600/IMG_6144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kvF10ugiFtY/TtGh4_nT6mI/AAAAAAAAFkE/6EGrTMU2j8M/s640/IMG_6144.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari ini jimba dengan girlfriend dan jejantz ku!!!!!!!!!! don't forget to say hi if u bump into me today :) might be going to OU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-4891263012242452442?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4891263012242452442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=4891263012242452442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4891263012242452442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4891263012242452442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/misteri-komedi.html' title='Misteri komedi.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ouRXmY7L3uk/TtGgF44j75I/AAAAAAAAFjc/c5jG_MQB0H0/s72-c/IMG_6123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-7651425471642474847</id><published>2011-11-24T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T15:12:18.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss to Mrs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jSc_tKVLJms"&gt;&amp;nbsp;~ Lagu Latar : Kompang Dipalu~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Assalamualaikum semua ! Baiklah hari ini aku tak akan tulis introduction panjang sebab kita nak terus ke point utama. Hujung minggu ini bermula sesi kenduri kahwin marathon. Maklum lah cuti sekolah di Malaysia lebih dikenali dengan nama 'musim mengawan'. Dahulu masa masih remaja *glance at the mirror and shed tears* selalu ikut mak ayah pergi kenduri masa cuti sekolah. Seronok lah dapat gula gula dapat telur lepas tu bila jumpa pengantin rasa macam jumpa artis. Nerves bukan main siap malu malu nak bergambar dengan pengantin. Bila pengantin tegur rasa macam kena tegur dengan artis pujaan. Sebab kan pengantin mekap luar biasa cantiknya macam artis2 dalam tv jadi kita pun feeling2 lebih la wak~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekarang dah tak remaja *applying anti-aging cream with one hand* jadi sekarang dah giliran pergi kenduri kahwin &lt;strike&gt;sendiri&lt;/strike&gt; kawan kawan pulak. Kad undangan datang bertimpa timpa! Terima kasih lah abang posmen sebab susah susah hantarkan ke rumah. Boleh kata hampir setiap minggu mama call " Ni ada kad kahwin untuk awak ni. Siapa kawin?" Dah tentulah bukan aku yang kahwin -____-".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Bermula hujung minggu ni..berderet jemputan aku terima. Korang sebut je negeri mana semua ada! Semua jemputan tu datangnya daripada kawan kawan sekelas masa aku di USM. Dah nak jadi isteri dan suami dah korang ye. Dulu sama2 kita stress tarik2 rambut buat assignment multimedia, sama2 berdiri dalam bas, sama2 tahan sejuk jawab exam. Sekarang semua dah nak tukar title baru :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi, maaf ku pohon dari kejauhan. Aku tak dapat nak hadir ke majlis korang. Asalnya memang aku dah merancang nak pergi. Terima kasih buat yang sudi poskan kad kahwin. Assigment aku datang bak cendawan selepas hujan. Maklum lah lecturer style bagi assignment hujung sem :( Mana yang dekat InsyaAllah aku usahakan tapi yang belah utara dan pantai timur aku minta maaf, tak dapat nak hadirkan diri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Separuh daripada mereka dah pegang status tunang/suami/isteri/bakal ibu. TESOL USM 2006/2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XL6-zVvuDhI/Ts3pdOG0lSI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/svrlNZWqa-k/s1600/8120_180460376400_684531400_3314630_5412134_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XL6-zVvuDhI/Ts3pdOG0lSI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/svrlNZWqa-k/s640/8120_180460376400_684531400_3314630_5412134_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aku doakan majlis korang berjalan dengan lancar dan meriah di sana. Semoga bahagia sehingga syurga dan dapat anak yang comel comel semuanya~ InsyaAllah kalau ada rezeki kita jumpa lain hari ye :) Lepas majlis sila upload gambar cepat cepat sebab aku nak tengok!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shin Thian darling, when are you getting married? I miss u the most! Ini dia kawan baik aku dan partner sepanjang 4 tahun di USM. Dia sekarang mengajar di Johor. She's the best!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7J8Vp-X4G1Q/Ts3pcSgNV3I/AAAAAAAAFjM/g-piEPjFx_E/s1600/8120_180354491400_684531400_3313750_6848503_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7J8Vp-X4G1Q/Ts3pcSgNV3I/AAAAAAAAFjM/g-piEPjFx_E/s640/8120_180354491400_684531400_3313750_6848503_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh pls aku tak mahu kembali ke saiz asal! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-7651425471642474847?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7651425471642474847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=7651425471642474847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7651425471642474847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7651425471642474847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/miss-to-mrs.html' title='Miss to Mrs.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XL6-zVvuDhI/Ts3pdOG0lSI/AAAAAAAAFjQ/svrlNZWqa-k/s72-c/8120_180460376400_684531400_3314630_5412134_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-5627061486408662919</id><published>2011-11-21T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T01:17:09.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matrix'/><title type='text'>Anna weds Aaron Aziz (Seth Tan)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum! How was your weekend? Semoga semua gembira dan bahagia menempuhi hari minggu yang sekejap. Esok (hari ini) dah Isnin tapi oh well aku masih bercuti sebab tak ada kelas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tarikh cantik semalam 20.11.2011 and ramai yang selamat diijabkabul kan semalam sempena tarikh cun melecun. Jadi sempena tarikh cantik hari baik, aku pun turun padang pergi meraikan Puan Anna yakni kawan se-matrikulasi merangkap penolong praktikum aku masa kat matrik Gambang dulu. Sebenarnya dia dah menikah seminggu yang lepas di Kluang tapi aku tak berkesempatan nak pergi belah sana jadi aku meraikan belah suaminya. Janji meraikan kan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was killing two birds with one stone. I get to celebrate Anna's wedding and at the same time reunite with my long lost matric friends! Not all of them were there but it's better than nothing kan? Met Ain gege and Ain keding and Niah....and turns out that we are all still students! none of us are working &lt;strike&gt;and all of us are single&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;And is Aaron Aziz the groom? he he he he. Scroll down for pictures and judge it yourself :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My housemates tagged along. Thank you housemates sudi temankan kitewwww~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufl5ErBL260/TskvwQvgCaI/AAAAAAAAFic/jM_RewQaUjo/s1600/310491_2733711986433_1366300808_3090659_942431654_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufl5ErBL260/TskvwQvgCaI/AAAAAAAAFic/jM_RewQaUjo/s640/310491_2733711986433_1366300808_3090659_942431654_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bertemu kembali kita selepas 6 tahun tak jumpa~ Semua dah ummm matang I can say?From left : Ain keding, Ain gege and Niah. And me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FHdaWiW7GmI/Tskvy7gskzI/AAAAAAAAFis/jTDrRa6o4OY/s1600/321604_2733723826729_1366300808_3090678_1588026842_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FHdaWiW7GmI/Tskvy7gskzI/AAAAAAAAFis/jTDrRa6o4OY/s640/321604_2733723826729_1366300808_3090678_1588026842_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful couple. Aaron Aziz tak? Tak? Tak ke? Korang rasa tak macam Seth ke?Ok scroll bawah lagi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hv6HnN3cPY/Tskv1gp1TvI/AAAAAAAAFi8/P7AwwxLiEQM/s1600/391047_2733717666575_1366300808_3090669_921404719_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9hv6HnN3cPY/Tskv1gp1TvI/AAAAAAAAFi8/P7AwwxLiEQM/s640/391047_2733717666575_1366300808_3090669_921404719_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now mcm Abg Aaron tak kakak2 semua? Anna is one lucky girl! They are going to have beautiful babies! (soon I hope teheee~). Oh ini gambar yang diambil dari meja guestbook. Gambar pre-wed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s8zbZWxWiMQ/TskvxtLSqHI/AAAAAAAAFik/zgG_T4k6ew8/s1600/313230_2733727706826_1366300808_3090683_1867939433_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s8zbZWxWiMQ/TskvxtLSqHI/AAAAAAAAFik/zgG_T4k6ew8/s640/313230_2733727706826_1366300808_3090683_1867939433_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just had to take a picture with him. For no obvious reason. Well, he could be the future Prime Minister (one day) and I'll be thankful I took this picture.*Anna kita doa awak jadi 1st Lady Malaysia satu hari nanti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oXJSAJ0t6d0/Tsk0aDB6Z1I/AAAAAAAAFjE/hhMY9yJ26_k/s1600/382852_2733729506871_1366300808_3090685_232437361_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oXJSAJ0t6d0/Tsk0aDB6Z1I/AAAAAAAAFjE/hhMY9yJ26_k/s640/382852_2733729506871_1366300808_3090685_232437361_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anna is moving to Changlun after this. To Anna and Hafis, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I wish you guys the best in everything and may your life be filled with joy and laughter. I know you guys are going to have beautiful babies and be the best parents. Take good care of each other :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: I got weddings to attend every weekend starting next week. Most of my friends are getting hitched :) Dulu abang posmen hantar kad raya, sekarang abang posmen hantar kad kahwin je ke rumah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-5627061486408662919?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5627061486408662919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=5627061486408662919&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5627061486408662919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5627061486408662919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/anna-weds-aaron-aziz-seth-tan.html' title='Anna weds Aaron Aziz (Seth Tan)'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ufl5ErBL260/TskvwQvgCaI/AAAAAAAAFic/jM_RewQaUjo/s72-c/310491_2733711986433_1366300808_3090659_942431654_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-6381886967999199402</id><published>2011-11-17T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T13:24:31.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><title type='text'>I may have wrote about this before, but I think it is worth writing about it again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Assalamualaikum and happy Thursday. Miss me? * talking to the mirror* . Apologies on my behalf for not being able to write as frequent as I used to. I don't know what has gotten into me but I may have lost my magic in writing. I'm sorry maybe this just a phase a blogger have to go through once in a while. But here goes nothing :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mula mula ku persembahkan rupa terbaruku. Semakin sihat semakin lebar dan semestinya tidak semakin ringan. And based on this picture, I might as well have lost a few pieces of my sanity. Pardon me, but this picture was taken after my International Communication mid term test which I think was *^@*&amp;amp;*@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WlpZnzqGA9E/TsR2EiMMPDI/AAAAAAAAFhg/_CSDRQEgbE4/s1600/IMG_6032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WlpZnzqGA9E/TsR2EiMMPDI/AAAAAAAAFhg/_CSDRQEgbE4/s640/IMG_6032.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, here's the real thing. I just want to share with you guys about my birthday.hahahaha.No, no big parties no balloons or fire crackers; just a small surprise from the girls I love the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jaja, Mezah and Fets threw me a small surprise 'party' in front of my house. I was literally surprised! They were supposed to come and pick me up for dinner and to go and take Jaja's new ride *ehempriusehem* for a spin around Kuantan. They told me they were on their way so I got myself ready la kan. Aku tunggu 45 minutes kot! My mama said they were probably bluffing/they left me/ they forgot to pick me up. Then someone rang the house bell. Mungkin orang datang beraya sebab logik la kan kalau datang nak ambil tak kan bunyikan loceng. Mesti tekan hon kereta baru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...opened the door and saw candles!.....candles?oh kunci mane nak buka pintu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went blank for 5 seconds. I saw Mezah's face and she got candles under her chin. Then only I saw Jaja and Fets trying to open my gate. They brought cakes! So I went out and menjalankan aktiviti biasa ; menjerit dan bergambar dengan cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tadaaaaa I present to you The Cake of The Year~ jangan tertipu dengan jumlah lilin. Ada satu lilin yang bersembunyi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFhej3ZlEvM/TsR3VEua1II/AAAAAAAAFiI/tEVa4vfrxKY/s1600/P1030232.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFhej3ZlEvM/TsR3VEua1II/AAAAAAAAFiI/tEVa4vfrxKY/s640/P1030232.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The day before I left Kuantan for Shah Alam, Ili took me out for a birthday ride, also in her new ride *ehemmyvikuningehem*. She told me I can ask for anything to eat and it is all on her! Ili knows best! Me and food are like Chuck and Blair; we have this love-hate relationship but deep inside I knew I can never say no to free food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st stop: Tutti Frutti :) oh yums! Aku hanya makan benda ini kalau 1) orang belanja 2) aku rasa mcm aku kaya ( beli dan makan share). Still wondering how some people can afford to eat this everyday. They must be either super rich or they just want to be seen as cool. Oh ini aku share ye dengan ili~ Sebab itu mcm tamak sikit ambil toppings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwVHcsr1AnQ/TsR2xd2JKvI/AAAAAAAAFhw/H4gQu4IwhEY/s1600/IMG_5992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwVHcsr1AnQ/TsR2xd2JKvI/AAAAAAAAFhw/H4gQu4IwhEY/s640/IMG_5992.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terima Kasih Ili!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NF3gZiDrzc/TsR3ChVBu7I/AAAAAAAAFh4/GzyWnW1xjYk/s1600/IMG_5999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_NF3gZiDrzc/TsR3ChVBu7I/AAAAAAAAFh4/GzyWnW1xjYk/s640/IMG_5999.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to Teluk Cempedak (mana lagi nak pergi kalau di Kuantan kan?) and I requested for a Happy Meal because I want the free toy. I got Hambuglar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JoD3dZzT2Ik/TsR3Suuo-7I/AAAAAAAAFiA/GPNlyxptQBQ/s1600/IMG_6009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JoD3dZzT2Ik/TsR3Suuo-7I/AAAAAAAAFiA/GPNlyxptQBQ/s640/IMG_6009.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You see, friends come and go. Even best friends come and go. But what I have with these beautiful girls are beyond what people would label as 'best friends'. It is not everyday you find 8 girls *now women* and be more than best friends for more than 10 years now. I must have done something very good in my life that ALLAH S.W.T gave me these awesome girls as my support system :) Alhamdullilah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't make friends very often,but when I do make friends, they'll always have a room in my life :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0nEhfz0w84/TsSN6m9cTMI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/D-bJV2PN-HQ/s1600/306466_10150343068552909_633267908_8182655_254472247_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c0nEhfz0w84/TsSN6m9cTMI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/D-bJV2PN-HQ/s640/306466_10150343068552909_633267908_8182655_254472247_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sebab sudi luangkan masa untuk baca entri ini :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WlpZnzqGA9E/TsR2EiMMPDI/AAAAAAAAFhg/_CSDRQEgbE4/s1600/IMG_6032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-6381886967999199402?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6381886967999199402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=6381886967999199402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6381886967999199402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6381886967999199402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-may-have-wrote-about-this-before-but.html' title='I may have wrote about this before, but I think it is worth writing about it again.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WlpZnzqGA9E/TsR2EiMMPDI/AAAAAAAAFhg/_CSDRQEgbE4/s72-c/IMG_6032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-5005829468606673787</id><published>2011-11-10T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T18:29:40.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>The tiger, the legend and the crocodiles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Disclaimer : Ini adalah cerita tertangguh. Dalam kata lain cerita basi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Almost 3 weeks ago, my family went on a mini roadtrip to the south. Jalan jalan tengok tempat orang. Lagipun cuti panjang (aku tak cuti panjang cuma aku sendiri yang panjangkan cuti aku) sebab Deepavali and both my parents got 5 days off from work. Me? I got 2 days off for the weekend and only 1 day off for Deepavali but *serkup muka dengan beg kertas* aku ponteng 2 hari. Maaf encik2 lecturer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The journey started on Sunday morning. It was a beautiful day *happy songs playing on the background* and off we go to Johor! We spent 1 night in Nusa Damai (my papa's aunt's house) before heading to Singapore the next morning. Didn't do much on the 1st day since we spent most of the time in the car. When we finally got to Nek Ndak house we were dead tired and I spent the rest of the day sleeping (and waking up for tea and dinner)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;On Monday we went to Singapore. halaaaaaa nothing much to brag about the Singapore trip sebab we just 'cicah kaki' je masuk Singapore. It was not a very well-planned trip. It was more to sight seeing. 1st time datang so we don't have much knowledge about the town. So we just went to anywhere near the bus depot (yep we took the bus there) and end up 'shopping' in Bugis Village. Bukan lah shopping sangat since the currency exchange is...fuhh~ rm2.50 for $1. I bought a Tshirt and that is all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsqyEHlnibM/Truc-v2qFEI/AAAAAAAAFgE/U_PsIC3sCj8/s1600/IMG_5767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsqyEHlnibM/Truc-v2qFEI/AAAAAAAAFgE/U_PsIC3sCj8/s640/IMG_5767.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took this bus from Terminal Larkin to Woodlands and to Queen St in Singapore. Paid rm 1.20 for the whole trip JB-SG and $2.40 from SG-JB. kenapa nak balik mahal? entah. Tanya orang singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7mynLWR4q7Y/TrudSRWr2AI/AAAAAAAAFgM/riZOAnkCHG4/s1600/IMG_5769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7mynLWR4q7Y/TrudSRWr2AI/AAAAAAAAFgM/riZOAnkCHG4/s640/IMG_5769.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy faces.My papa was so happy his face vibrates when he smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BqtjBR5n9y8/TrueFoJmGiI/AAAAAAAAFg0/VcBxih2tsHQ/s1600/317529_2628120146703_1366300808_3026394_712711408_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BqtjBR5n9y8/TrueFoJmGiI/AAAAAAAAFg0/VcBxih2tsHQ/s640/317529_2628120146703_1366300808_3026394_712711408_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This I can say was their final bus stop la lebih kurang. The Queen st. The bus stops here and then it's up to us to wander around. Boy, we were clueless at that time. My papa was asking me where we should go like I was a Singaporean. And I end up saying " Orchard Road" because that is the only place I know people go to shop. But we never made it there.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*The boy in the red and black checkered shirt is my brother. He seldom appears in pictures because he's the one snapping the pictures. And also because he doesn't like to be in pictures. I was fast/lucky enough to get to snap this superb picture of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jn2zL-sJ25s/TrudoXDkvAI/AAAAAAAAFgU/6v67uba4DhU/s1600/IMG_5777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jn2zL-sJ25s/TrudoXDkvAI/AAAAAAAAFgU/6v67uba4DhU/s640/IMG_5777.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQq9Ql-O0KA/TrueGmJFQOI/AAAAAAAAFg8/UrKNHbDxKVU/s1600/376057_2628155387584_1366300808_3026496_1097648413_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQq9Ql-O0KA/TrueGmJFQOI/AAAAAAAAFg8/UrKNHbDxKVU/s640/376057_2628155387584_1366300808_3026496_1097648413_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah 3 for $10. It is cheap but if you ever convert the dollar into RM, you'll be thinking twice before buying. Papa gave me rm100 and I got only $40 after converting.And i have to SHARE it with my other brother so each of us only get $20. I bought a tshirt and then I became the poorest tourist in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RkgCAlLylQc/TrueH3FprmI/AAAAAAAAFhE/AyyRKpEYjRI/s1600/380066_2628135827095_1366300808_3026436_1755958303_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RkgCAlLylQc/TrueH3FprmI/AAAAAAAAFhE/AyyRKpEYjRI/s640/380066_2628135827095_1366300808_3026436_1755958303_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We didn't spend a long time in Singapore; I think we were there for 4 hours. Mama was not feeling well and the rest just don't have money to buy anything. So we decided lets just go back to Malaysia where I can have money and spend it without converting anything. Maths has never been my best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day we head to Malacca. I have always love Malacca! It is one of the most beautiful state in Malaysia. I love everything about Malacca, I think I'll marry a Malaccan :) Tapi tak pergi banyak tempat pn due to mama's condition. Mama tak makan so tak larat nak jalan2 sangat. But we managed to go to the muzium kapal. Oh selama ini aku tengok dari tepi tapi sekarang aku dah masuk dalam.hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brother #1 is not in the picture. He refuses to be in the picture. But thank you for snapping this beautiful photo of us :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8QSIwhRBCk/TrueEU-xjyI/AAAAAAAAFgs/-SMWZSbGRNQ/s1600/316700_2628185628340_1366300808_3026566_450149936_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L8QSIwhRBCk/TrueEU-xjyI/AAAAAAAAFgs/-SMWZSbGRNQ/s640/316700_2628185628340_1366300808_3026566_450149936_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kau mampu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RL3Dz3tjg5w/TrueIlQu-qI/AAAAAAAAFhM/0MNbOn7BWJ8/s1600/384489_2628257310132_1366300808_3026627_1490976146_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RL3Dz3tjg5w/TrueIlQu-qI/AAAAAAAAFhM/0MNbOn7BWJ8/s640/384489_2628257310132_1366300808_3026627_1490976146_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3crrlgW3lE/TrunBTN7SQI/AAAAAAAAFhU/CRHoKisQxwE/s1600/297244_2628332912022_1366300808_3026791_358113215_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3crrlgW3lE/TrunBTN7SQI/AAAAAAAAFhU/CRHoKisQxwE/s640/297244_2628332912022_1366300808_3026791_358113215_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekian sahaja cerita percutian kali ini. Terima kasih to MamaPapa sebab bawa kami adik beradik tengok dunia :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gk_ok2mXA-Y/TrueB8v32BI/AAAAAAAAFgc/aiB2nr9ZxY8/s1600/IMG_5837.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gk_ok2mXA-Y/TrueB8v32BI/AAAAAAAAFgc/aiB2nr9ZxY8/s640/IMG_5837.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-5005829468606673787?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5005829468606673787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=5005829468606673787&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5005829468606673787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5005829468606673787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/tiger-legend-and-crocodiles.html' title='The tiger, the legend and the crocodiles.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsqyEHlnibM/Truc-v2qFEI/AAAAAAAAFgE/U_PsIC3sCj8/s72-c/IMG_5767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-8014377291428555112</id><published>2011-11-07T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T01:24:04.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7-11-11</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time flies when you least expects it. It has been a year since my friends surprised me with a cake while we were having dinner and they did it again; but this time they&amp;nbsp; took it up a notch by bringing the cake up to my gate! I was speechless. My mind literally went blank for 5 seconds before I managed to find my house keys to unlock the front door and let them in. Frankly speaking, I was not expecting anything that night. I was down with fever earlier in the morning and didn't have the mind to think about my birthday. The thing is, I rarely get surprises. Usually I would be the one surprising other people so when I got surprised myself, I went blank. A feeling I can't describe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here I am on my 24th birthday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am blessed to be given 24 years to live, to experience life, to fall down and get back up again, to cry and laugh at the same time and to know what it feels to love and be loved. As they say, when you get older, your birthday is just another day go by. It is just a day to remind you that once, your mother fought hard to give you life. And its a reminder that you were once a winner; the winning sperm. I don't feel like I used to feel when I was a teenager; where I want people to celebrate my birthday, shower me with presents and say good things about me. Now, all I want to do on my birthday is to spend it with the people who matters the most to me ; family and friends. Yes, it's a cliche but it's true. Presents is not my priority anymore. A simple wish would do it.After all, it's the thought that counts kan? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;To Mama and Papa, thank you for bringing me into this world and had keep up with me for 24 years. InsyaAllah , I hope I'll get to wake up every year on my birthday to see your smiling faces wishing me 'happy birthday'. What you guys had done and gave me, I can never repay you back even with all the money in the world. But I promise you, my Doa will always be with you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To Jaja, Mezah and Faten; Thank you so much for the surprise. Aku ingat Jaja sesat tak jumpa rumah aku sebab tu sampai lambat. NEVER crossed my mind there would be cakes and candle waiting for me. You guys are the sweetest! The rest of ZF, aku tahu korang pn sayang aku jugak kan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To everyone who wished me on Facebook, thank you so much from the bottom of my heart. You guys made my day. I was literally smiling ear to ear when I replied your wall posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you Allah for giving me 24 birthdays (so far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_QU_HN7RCY4/TrgTsUW8ObI/AAAAAAAAFf8/bX8uGB5VqI4/s1600/P1030237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_QU_HN7RCY4/TrgTsUW8ObI/AAAAAAAAFf8/bX8uGB5VqI4/s640/P1030237.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-8014377291428555112?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/8014377291428555112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=8014377291428555112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/8014377291428555112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/8014377291428555112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/11/7-11-11.html' title='7-11-11'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_QU_HN7RCY4/TrgTsUW8ObI/AAAAAAAAFf8/bX8uGB5VqI4/s72-c/P1030237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-2630759221360430451</id><published>2011-11-02T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:41:16.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>How mama was warded and how I became a homeless person.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Assalamualaikum :) Sorry for not being able to post anything here for almost a month. I was pretty busy with life (the real side of it). Now I don't know where should I start; there are too many stories to tell! I want to write about my friend's wedding, our mini trip back to Kuantan, my short family vacay to the south region and yes, about random stuffs which I find very interesting to blabber about. Which one first?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I'll start off with a not very good story. This is about how my mama was admitted to the hospital for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;During the short family vacay (which I will tell later) mama was not feeling well. She was vomiting everytime she ate. She could not even have a small bite of anything; she'll throw up the minute it goes in. So during our 4 days of travelling, she was not eating well. In fact, she was not eating at all. And she would throw up every night while we were sleeping. It breaks my heart to see her like that. Tapi, sakit2 pun still she managed to go and walk until Singapore! But she has to carry a new accessory with her ; a plastic bag which she held so dear to her heart that every time she felt like throwing up she would put the plastic bag to her face. She would not leave the room/car without a plastic bag in her hand and a few more she kept&amp;nbsp; extras in her handbag.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;When I asked her she told me she did not feel any nausea or headache or pain in her stomach; but there was something inside her that kicks out everything she ate. Papa took her to a clinic in JB and the doctor said it was gastric; but a more serious one. So he gave her some gastic pills. She was fine for a few hours after consuming the pills, but once we reached Malacca, she was back to vomiting and being friends with the plastic bags. But still, she was okay walking around Malacca and going into museums. As long as she doesn;t eat anything. How would you feel seeing your mother couldn't swallow anything while you gobble everything? I was a pain I couldn't explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;On Wednesday ( the day I return to Shah Alam and there rest of the family went back to Kuantan), papa took mama to KMC (Kuantan Medical Centre) for further check up since she was not recovering at all. Straight away she was admitted to the ward. Keep in mind my mama is not a big fan of hospitals and needles; but that night she was like...relakan apa sahaja as long as she can be healthy again. AND NONE OF MY PRECIOUS LITTLE BROTHERS HAD THE HEART TO TELL ME! I only got the news on Thursday when I called my mama to asked how she was doing. She said she doesn't want me to worry and that everything is ok. pfft~ never believe a sick person; lagi2 if it's your own mother. She will always say she was doing fine when she was not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I rushed back to Kuantan on Friday after class and straight away went to KMC. Boy, was she surprised to see me! turns out that she had gall bladder stones and it needs to be removed via operation. Mama was not happy. She doesn't like to be cut open (who does?) but the doctor said he will only poke a few holes and use this canggih stuff to take out the stones. The operation went well, Alhamdullilah and the doctor managed to take all of the nasty stones out; half a bottle of them! now mama is figuring out what she should do with the stones; frame it or turn it into a bracelet.hahhahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was her loyal companion when was warded. I was there early in the morning and will only leave when mama doozes off. After her operation, I stayed in the ward with her for 3 whole days. I slept in a sleeping bag and wore hideous clothes my papa brought from home. One thing about my papa is, he's clueless when it comes to his daughter's fashion. I specifically told him to bring me t shirts which I kept in the first drawer (where I keep all of my good tshirts). Instead, he took tshirts from my second drawer (where I keep my not so good tshrits - baju duduk dapur). And for three days, I looked like a woman who just gave birth with mismatched tudung and lousy t shirts. I was eating a lot of mcdonalds (which is next door to the hospital) and also my mama's food for 5 days. I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror because I felt soooooooooooo serabai!Sometimes I felt like a homeless person because all I did was sleep on the floor and eat and play angry birds and fruit slice. The outfit just made the image of a homeless person more realistic. Everytime I go out to buy food I silently pray I wouldn't bump into anyone I know because I am soooooo hideous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi lantak la serabai pun as long as I can be with mama and make sure she's okay :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mama was discharged this evening, Alhamdullilah. She's now recovering well eventho she now walks like a pregnant lady; so slow. Thank you for those who gave their doa to mama and wishing her best of health. You guys are the best :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mama having her dinner. This was before I took over the tray and finish everything.muahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_OYVCrbhZmo/TrEii4kuQpI/AAAAAAAAFfk/l5dIhjolXe8/s1600/IMG_5840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;Maaf, buat kalian yang sudi membaca menunggu hikayat terbaru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hakikatnya aku teramat sibuk dengan dunia nyata sehingga tak punya masa untuk duduk bersembang dengan dunia maya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aku taburkan janji, satu hari nanti aku akan kembali dan duduk bersembang dengan kalian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Perihal hidup, perihal alam, perihal manusia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bersabar ya :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Assalamualaikum!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/301089_2548538757218_1366300808_2963528_1707698297_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/301089_2548538757218_1366300808_2963528_1707698297_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jangan lah terkejut sampai macam tu sekali. Tahu la muka aku besar. Tapi ini super besar. comel? Aku ada banyak cerita dan aktiviti nak update tapi ya ampun malas sungguh kepala nak rangka ayat. Apakan lagi nak menaip. Nak mintak steve reka alat cakap dan auto type, dia dah selamat bersemadi. Jadi aku main taip je lah ye apa yang keluar di otak aku. Kalau agak agak muak ke menyampah ke pandai pandai lah close tab anda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabtu lepas aku ada test IELTS. kena ambil sebab ada dalam list perkara yang perlu ada dalam surat TPM. Selagi aku tak submit result IELTS selagi itulah 'gaji' bulanan aku pending tak kemana mana. Tapi aku pun silap sebenarnya. Patut aku ambil TOEFL sebab aku nak furter ke America tapi entah apa kena masa nak register aku pergi mintak IELTS. Tak apa nanti dah nak further aku pegi lah ambil TOEFL pulak.^____^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Test dekat Corus Hotel, KL. Test pulak Sabtu dan Isnin. Jadi aku crash mya's place for the weekend. Malas aku nak ulang alik shah alam- kl dua tiga kali. At least boleh aku curi curi keluar jimba dengan Mya. Lepas test aku ajak Mya pegi shopping bundle dekat Danau. Oh heaven!!! Restock koleksi baju tanpa rabakkan poket. Sambil shopping sambil tunggu Jaja sampai. Then we headed to Wangsa Walk Mall tgk Johnny English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/297790_2548400393759_1366300808_2963253_1127095949_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/297790_2548400393759_1366300808_2963253_1127095949_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Esoknya kebetulan si Nad konvo kat UIA. So pergi lah ucapkan tahniah sambil cuci mata usya graduates UIA. Kebetulan Mezah pun memang menapak di UIA sebab dia kena buat hearing apa ntah. Mezah kan kerja dengan UIA so bila ada pesta2 konvo dia terlibat. Biasa lah graduation, panas wajib extreme dari biasa. Bukan Nad je yang konvo tapi ada beberapa lagi ex-schoolmate yang konvo hari yang sama. Jadi dapatlah jumpa mana yang terjumpa. Pada yang tak terjumpa tu mungkin jodoh kita tiada.sobssss~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Syima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/297794_2548454275106_1366300808_2963347_1732905887_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/297794_2548454275106_1366300808_2963347_1732905887_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats Nad! Nanti jadi engineer yang baik hati ye :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/316732_2548461835295_1366300808_2963383_2082954941_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/316732_2548461835295_1366300808_2963383_2082954941_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nina pun grad juga on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/297490_2548463555338_1366300808_2963392_1672821735_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/297490_2548463555338_1366300808_2963392_1672821735_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dah habis konvo, kita pergi OU pula jalan jalan. Sebenarnya Mya nak pergi dating tapi dia tak bagi ikut so dia tinggal aku dan Jaja kat OU lepas tu dia pergi dating bawak duta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/303991_2548453155078_1366300808_2963343_243128871_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/303991_2548453155078_1366300808_2963343_243128871_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sekian cerita minggu ini. Sedikit gambar kenangan untuk korang buat wallpaper desktop :) Ambillah, free ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/314943_2548541637290_1366300808_2963532_1174564224_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/314943_2548541637290_1366300808_2963532_1174564224_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-1065700191379130204?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1065700191379130204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=1065700191379130204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1065700191379130204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1065700191379130204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/10/hikayat-hujung-minggu.html' title='hikayat hujung minggu.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-4711284379918120783</id><published>2011-10-06T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T22:00:25.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>sesuatu yang pasti.</title><content type='html'>Mati itu pasti. Kita hidup untuk mati suatu hari nanti. Setuju?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Suatu hari nanti. Bila sebut suatu hari nanti, maknanya kita sendiri tak pasti bila kita akan mati. Yang pastinya, kita memang akan tinggalkan dunia ini nanti. Antara kita bersedia atau tidak, bila sampai masanya kita tak akan boleh lengahkan masa atau tunda saat kematian kita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Persoalanya disini, bersediakah kita sekiranya esok kita dijemput bertemu Ilahi?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kita selalu berfikiran bahawa kita pasti akan hidup sampai kita tua. Yang kita pasti akan hidup lama dan akan dapat menikmati saat muda dan tua. Aku pernah ditanya oleh seorang kawan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Apa yang paling hampir dengan kita?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Puas aku beri jawapan; mak ayah, adik beradik,keluarga. Semua dibalas dengan gelengan. Aku tanya dia apa jawapan sebenar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" Yang paling hampir dengan kita adalah MAUT. Ia sentiasa dibelakang kita; sentiasa mengejar kita; sentiasa mengekori kita. Cuma tunggu masa untuk dia menerkam."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Benar apa yang dia kata. Kita tak pernah diberitahu tarikh kematian kita. Kita juga tahu bahawa malang tidak berbau. Sebab itu kita kena sentiasa bersedia sekiranya kita 'terpilih' untuk mati esok. Atau mungkin sekejap lagi. Jadi bersediakah anda?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bila kita masuk tidur malam ini, kita diberi peluang 50-50 sama ada kita akan bangun esok pagi dan masih berpeluang untuk hidup sehari lagi atau kita sudah terlambat untuk melengkapkan apa yang masih tergantung.Aku bukan nak berfikiran sempit dan aku tak kisah dikatakan aku berfikiran kolot kerana tak pandang jauh. Biar lah orang nak mempertikaikan kenapa aku suka nak fikir bahawa aku tak akan hidup sampai tua. Aku lebih suka aku hidup dengan perasaan yang aku akan mati bila bila masa supaya aku sedar diri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jangan pandang enteng soal ini. Jangan yakin yang kita akan hidup lama. Yakin bahawa kita akan mati suatu hari nanti. Jadi, sudahkah anda bersedia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yfoto.de/archive/sy/2006/04/sy2006-0532.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://www.yfoto.de/archive/sy/2006/04/sy2006-0532.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;image: &lt;a href="http://www.yfoto.de/archive/sy/2006/04/sy2006-0532.jpg"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sudahkah anda sembahyang hari ini? Siapa tahu mungkin esok anda tak sempat dah nak sembahyang. Rugi kan kalau macam tu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-4711284379918120783?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4711284379918120783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=4711284379918120783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4711284379918120783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4711284379918120783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/10/sesuatu-yang-pasti.html' title='sesuatu yang pasti.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-2681663351767365755</id><published>2011-10-03T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T15:09:52.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emma'/><title type='text'>bad habits die hard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebelum aku merapu dengan lebih lanjut lagi dan sebelum kamu semua terpedaya dengan tajuk entri aku yang seakan akan gah dan menarik perhatian, aku nak ucapakan selamat Hari Isnin (Monday blues). Kepada yang bekerja, aku ucapkan selamat bekerja dan bekerja lah dengan penuh semangat. Kepada pelajar khususnya pelajar UiTM, aku ucapkan selamat belajar dan tuntutlah ilmu hingga ke liang lahad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Semua orang ada tabiat buruk/tabiat kurang buruk/tabiat tak berapa comel. Aku pun tentu lah ada juga. Kang kalau aku cakap aku ni tak ada bad habit, mesti korang cakap aku perasan bagus. Tak sedar diri. Rumah kata pergi kubur kata mari. Kalau nak disenaraikan kesemua bad habit aku memang mustahil. Sebab ada bad habit yang aku sendiri tak sedar aku ada. Maklum lah, kita kan kadang kadang mana sedar yang kita ni ada buat perangai hodoh melainkan ada yang menegur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi ada satu bad habit yang aku sedar itu tabiat tak comel tapi aku tetap buat sebab ia dah jadi tindakan luar refleks. Tindakan yang dilakukan tanpa sedar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku suka gigit straw lepas habiskan minuman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Memang kalau ada lelaki yang tengok pasti akan terus terbenci dengan aku. Dan banyak dah kawan yang tegur tapi....tahu tak nikmat gigit straw sambil bercakap dan ketawa? Sambil drive juga seronok gigit straw. Kadang kadang kalau tak ada yang tegur, sampai hancur straw aku gigit.Bila dah hancur satu hujung, aku gigit hujung yang lagi satu pula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Memang tak comel perangai tersebut. Tapi macam yang aku cakap tadi, bad habits die hard. Lagipun aku ada dengar gossip yang mamak akan recycle balik straw yang masih elok jadi ini adalah salah satu langkah untuk mengelakkan mamak recycle balik straw aku. (tapi...kalau straw yang aku gigit itu straw recycle..........Y_____Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Gambar basi hari ini: Rombongan ke jualan warehouse Padini di Glenmarie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meriah dengan manusia yang suka barangan murah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKwiHgraMzQ/TolSOAkHm9I/AAAAAAAAFe4/XovUxEdsfIA/s1600/IMG_5190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKwiHgraMzQ/TolSOAkHm9I/AAAAAAAAFe4/XovUxEdsfIA/s640/IMG_5190.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dalam proses untuk cuba bolos masuk pagar ke warehouse. Panas dan memakai pashmina di tengah panas adalah tindakan kurang bijak aku buat pada hari tersebut. Patut aku pakai jojet je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3P14HgSZFAY/TolTcLqQbsI/AAAAAAAAFe8/wJN6pBIQr8Q/s1600/IMG_5191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3P14HgSZFAY/TolTcLqQbsI/AAAAAAAAFe8/wJN6pBIQr8Q/s640/IMG_5191.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dah macam PATI yang protes minta gaji di depan kedutaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7qK0AWyWYc/TolVRJfAKXI/AAAAAAAAFfA/weoC-0jlMRo/s1600/IMG_5194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I7qK0AWyWYc/TolVRJfAKXI/AAAAAAAAFfA/weoC-0jlMRo/s640/IMG_5194.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-2681663351767365755?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2681663351767365755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=2681663351767365755&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2681663351767365755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2681663351767365755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/10/bad-habits-die-hard.html' title='bad habits die hard.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VKwiHgraMzQ/TolSOAkHm9I/AAAAAAAAFe4/XovUxEdsfIA/s72-c/IMG_5190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-7638186950585675699</id><published>2011-09-28T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:48:15.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>musim mortar board berterbangan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's graduation season..yet again! My news feed was flooded with convocation pictures and 'Congratulations!' of my juniors in USM. I miss USM. It is one of the place where I'll put under 'The list of places that I know I can live and survive without a single sweat'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This year it was Mezah's turn to put on her robe and style the mortar board on her convo stage. She was late by a year due to some issues but what the hell as long as she is now a graduate! and to top the cherry which is on top of the amazing ice cream...she's now an audiologist. A CERTIFIED AUDIOLOGIST for almost a year.Belum konvo dah dapat surat tawaran kerja. See, you can never guess what the future holds for you. You may come across or stumble across a few hurdles or obstacles along your way to your future, but there's always a silver lining behind every cloud. And when you finally realized that it all make sense, you'll smile like nothing else matters :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Now back to the real story, Mezah's convo was on Monday the 26th. I *dont have any class on Monday (actually I do have a replacement class on that day but sometimes skipping class to witness your friend in her convo robe is more tempting that sitting in class for 3 hours and not know anything the lecturer is saying). I was up really freaking early! Usually I would hit the pillow for another hour after my Subuh prayer but not on Monday baby. I was up and dressed by 7.30 am. The reason being I need to catch the 8.00am train to Petaling where Fets was waiting for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I was years ago since I last took the KTM. Noob gila sampai tak ingat macam mana nak insert tiket dekat palang. End up going tru the open gate.Tak guna pun tiket yang beli T____T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Me and Fets were up early because I need to go to the British Council to register for my IELTS on the 8th of October. Ingatkan dah cukup awal tapi dah lambat. Slots for the speaking test is full so I need to come back either on the 9th or 10th just for the sake of the speaking test yang ambil masa cuma 11-15 minutes sahaja :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Had brunch at Subway and headed to KLCC (because it was the nearest mall we can go to.Me hate KLCC sebab parking mahal). We were supposed to meet up with Mya there for a movie but...Mya is Mya. You can never expect her. She's just unexpectable. She can either be 2 hours early or 2 hours late. Last tak jadi movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIi3ZOOFXf8/ToKUf6Uu1HI/AAAAAAAAFeg/9bvTa8BVt2I/s1600/IMG_5047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIi3ZOOFXf8/ToKUf6Uu1HI/AAAAAAAAFeg/9bvTa8BVt2I/s640/IMG_5047.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had ample time to go around Kinokuniya...Had another late lunch at Sushi King and tawaf the whole tower for like 3 times before Mya arrived. Bare in your mind, we were up so early. We were like walking zombies going around the mall. It is no fun to walk when your brain tells you to sleep. I couldn't even talk much because I was so sleepy. Now that is creepy...my lips felt so heavy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pffft~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sNY_gmOh7U/ToKVsLNWiuI/AAAAAAAAFek/EKNIZgAvW0c/s1600/IMG_5060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sNY_gmOh7U/ToKVsLNWiuI/AAAAAAAAFek/EKNIZgAvW0c/s640/IMG_5060.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FALK0OfSnzI/ToKWqZ0SAlI/AAAAAAAAFeo/OetW33k9ZZU/s1600/IMG_5111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FALK0OfSnzI/ToKWqZ0SAlI/AAAAAAAAFeo/OetW33k9ZZU/s640/IMG_5111.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fets couldn't make it to Mezah's convo because she has a class so off I go to Bangi with Mya. IT WAS SO HOT and wearing a shawl on your head is not an intelligent decision. Yes, I feel pretty but it was hot! Kenapa bila masa konvo mesti cuaca luar biasa panas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bought Mezah a rose. A ROSE. One. Sorry Mezah tak ada bajet lebih nak belikan sejambak. Next time when you've finish your Masters Degree and I'm already a working lady, i'll buy You a bouquet of roses in your favourite colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq0MaAQ-ldU/ToKX4KFfEmI/AAAAAAAAFes/JhfwR9f_oQ0/s1600/IMG_5134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jq0MaAQ-ldU/ToKX4KFfEmI/AAAAAAAAFes/JhfwR9f_oQ0/s640/IMG_5134.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;future MR.Mezah. Muka pun lebih kurang cuma Mezah tak ada janggut dan misai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spxYkfZWM1A/ToKY9-UGHkI/AAAAAAAAFew/_2fKqS2hLOE/s1600/IMG_5137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spxYkfZWM1A/ToKY9-UGHkI/AAAAAAAAFew/_2fKqS2hLOE/s640/IMG_5137.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Po_MjNFg88s/ToKagjW5aNI/AAAAAAAAFe0/g1k4tPZK1fE/s1600/IMG_5145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Po_MjNFg88s/ToKagjW5aNI/AAAAAAAAFe0/g1k4tPZK1fE/s640/IMG_5145.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went home. Thank you for spending a few minutes to read my ramblings on something that is not at all important to you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-7638186950585675699?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7638186950585675699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=7638186950585675699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7638186950585675699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7638186950585675699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/musim-mortar-board-berterbangan.html' title='musim mortar board berterbangan.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hIi3ZOOFXf8/ToKUf6Uu1HI/AAAAAAAAFeg/9bvTa8BVt2I/s72-c/IMG_5047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-3264710540767100589</id><published>2011-09-24T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T21:51:33.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mc770'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>DBKL Charity Dinner.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Semalam (23 September) Narz jemput aku dan Emi pergi dinner company dia yang merupakan anak syarikat DBKL (kot?aku pun tak berapa sure sebenarnya). Narz masuk pertandingan karaoke jadi aku dan Emi datang bagi sokongan dan tolong bagi bunyi tepukan lebih kuat. Sebenarnya agak kucar kacir sedikit nak pergi dinner ni sebab kitorang class full day dari pagi sampai petang. Lepas habis kelas pagi (di mana lecturer aku syok sendiri sampai terlajak masa sampai 1 jam) memang aku rushing makan+solat+siap2 dan terus pergi kelas melaram habis. Bagi aku kalau pakai dress dan rantai dah cukup melaram sebab biasanya aku pakai jeans tshirt cardigan je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi tak make up sebab aku memang tak pandai make up. Yang aku tahu cuma lukis eyeliner, sapu mascara dan pakai gincu sahaja. Yang lain aku memang fail C-. Tapi untung lah dapat classmates yang baik hati dan pandai make up. Aku cuma perlu tadah muka sahaja dan wallah~ muka menjadi lain hasil tangan classmates. Terus muka yang pucat bertukar jadi kemerah merahan (rosy) dan berseri seri u ols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Lepas habis kelas terus ke Menara PGRM, Cheras utk dinner. Itu pun sangkut juga dalam traffic. Nasib baik kelas habis awal.Kalau tak mesti lagi lama nak sampai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bjpsgLOkQaQ/Tn02tqv5L5I/AAAAAAAAFeY/UhMRqL9kRgY/s1600/IMG_4825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bjpsgLOkQaQ/Tn02tqv5L5I/AAAAAAAAFeY/UhMRqL9kRgY/s640/IMG_4825.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhknFDgHUhQ/Tn0zzM30h1I/AAAAAAAAFeQ/unqCx5rms_M/s1600/IMG_4817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhknFDgHUhQ/Tn0zzM30h1I/AAAAAAAAFeQ/unqCx5rms_M/s640/IMG_4817.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Orang yang tak nak dengar VIP berucap. Main cari nama sendiri kat ipad. Last last aku pun terjebak sama.hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGbnp6iT25w/Tn0xDBlxl-I/AAAAAAAAFeI/hcTeBNx0kOs/s1600/IMG_4797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGbnp6iT25w/Tn0xDBlxl-I/AAAAAAAAFeI/hcTeBNx0kOs/s640/IMG_4797.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Makan? so-so sahaja. Tapi aku suka ikan sweet sour dia. Itu memang sedap. Emi cakap semua tak sedap tapi yang ikan tu aku rasa memang sedap. Sampai licin Uncle sebelah Emi makan ikan, tak sempat aku nak cedok lagi sekali. cis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I87hsWlAPM8/Tn0ypOY4hsI/AAAAAAAAFeM/wKpd3209FsY/s1600/IMG_4798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I87hsWlAPM8/Tn0ypOY4hsI/AAAAAAAAFeM/wKpd3209FsY/s640/IMG_4798.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Narz dapat tempat ketiga utk pertandingan karaoke! Tahniah~ tak tahu lah aku apa hadiah yang dia dapat tapi berat lah jugak kotak tu.Bukan Narz je yang dapat hadiah. Aku dengan Emi pun dapat jugak.Dapat apa?haha. Sila scroll down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAYuSr_-h00/Tn04Fr7Z8ZI/AAAAAAAAFec/oeHNSqLWMR4/s1600/IMG_4831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAYuSr_-h00/Tn04Fr7Z8ZI/AAAAAAAAFec/oeHNSqLWMR4/s640/IMG_4831.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nah! kitorang dapat banyak door gift. Aku siap ambil utk kesemua housemate aku terus. Ramai yang tak ambil door gift sebab tu banyak lebih. Untung lah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVApfgL14NU/Tn0u6rzAYTI/AAAAAAAAFeE/z7l3RdFUXfw/s1600/IMG_4838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tVApfgL14NU/Tn0u6rzAYTI/AAAAAAAAFeE/z7l3RdFUXfw/s640/IMG_4838.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: Gian nak bergayut phone, tapi nak call sape?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-3264710540767100589?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3264710540767100589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=3264710540767100589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3264710540767100589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3264710540767100589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/dbkl-charity-dinner.html' title='DBKL Charity Dinner.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bjpsgLOkQaQ/Tn02tqv5L5I/AAAAAAAAFeY/UhMRqL9kRgY/s72-c/IMG_4825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-5505080751355074894</id><published>2011-09-22T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T22:04:31.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maaf sibuk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Maaf lama biar blog tak bercerita baru. Sibuk uruskan macam macam hal. Ini pun masih ada hal yang berbaki lagi. Dalam sebulan lagi InsyaAllah boleh selesai (kalau keputusan ujian baik). Urusan apa?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdullilah, aku dapat tawaran biasiswa TPM UiTM. :) Senyum lebar. 5 bulan jugak lah aku setia menanti abang posmen datang rumah hantar sampul besar warna coklat berlogo UiTM. Akhirnya penantianku membuahkan hasil.ngehehe. Tapi bak kata orang, nak dapatkan duit bukan senang. Aku setuju. Macam macam borang nak kena isi, macam macam ujian kena ambil. Oleh kerana aku jenis yang memang careless maka aku serahkan segala urusan mengisi borang penting kepada Papa ku yang sangat cermat dan bertulisan cantik. Kalau harapkan aku yang isi, memang banyak lah yang silap. Silap2 memang cancel terus borang kena isi borang baru. Papa aku pun sampai demam isi borang, bayangkan kalau aku yang isi borang sendiri. Silap hari boleh kurus macam Fasha Sandha sebab tekanan isi borang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kini kau tahu dari mana aku mewarisi jari jemari gebuku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4babml8_O7I/TnsyRkP1HwI/AAAAAAAAFdw/MOGYVvqFgHA/s1600/IMG_4695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4babml8_O7I/TnsyRkP1HwI/AAAAAAAAFdw/MOGYVvqFgHA/s640/IMG_4695.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terjumpa passport lama. Maafkan muka budak aku. Muka kena tempek bedak secara emergency oleh mama supaya nampak macam anak mat salleh dalam gambar. Hasilnya kecapukan muka kami adik beradik.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BbFpRfWGw0E/Tns05_UhT1I/AAAAAAAAFd0/fDfUB0uJ8yY/s1600/IMG_4696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BbFpRfWGw0E/Tns05_UhT1I/AAAAAAAAFd0/fDfUB0uJ8yY/s640/IMG_4696.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy392uQWQ5k/Tns2110TUXI/AAAAAAAAFd4/Oj5pxGxvFMc/s1600/IMG_4697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy392uQWQ5k/Tns2110TUXI/AAAAAAAAFd4/Oj5pxGxvFMc/s640/IMG_4697.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isi perut supaya ada energy nak tulis alamat banyak kali dalam borang. Kenapa lah alamat rumah aku panjang sangat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ODPEH9x3dHA/Tns4aFDbjzI/AAAAAAAAFd8/XXuJjqyjgQo/s1600/IMG_4699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ODPEH9x3dHA/Tns4aFDbjzI/AAAAAAAAFd8/XXuJjqyjgQo/s640/IMG_4699.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku bangga sebab aku boleh rasa khidmat kawan baik aku sendiri. Aku disahkan normal pendengaran oleh Mezah ZF.hehe. Siapa yang nak buat test pendengaran boleh jumpa mezah ye :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ODyVtu3EnU/Tns57t9STPI/AAAAAAAAFeA/dMZ6FUgmQkA/s1600/IMG_4700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1ODyVtu3EnU/Tns57t9STPI/AAAAAAAAFeA/dMZ6FUgmQkA/s640/IMG_4700.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Cuak nak amek &amp;nbsp;IELTS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s/s: Nanti dah free dah siap submit borang barulah aku boleh tulis blog macam dulu. (ceh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-5505080751355074894?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5505080751355074894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=5505080751355074894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5505080751355074894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5505080751355074894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/maaf-sibuk.html' title='maaf sibuk.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4babml8_O7I/TnsyRkP1HwI/AAAAAAAAFdw/MOGYVvqFgHA/s72-c/IMG_4695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-6146141735958298317</id><published>2011-09-15T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:31:31.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food,friends and a start of a new semester.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;After 4 months of semester break, everyone seemed so excited to go back to class. Not me. Well, I was excited at first but after spending 2 weeks of holiday in Kuantan, my butt felt as heavy as a rock! thought of staying home for another week but something came up so I had to go back to Shah Alam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mama kept me awake all the from Kuantan-Shah Alam. I can drive by myself but, you know lah kan Duta, he's unexpectable sometimes so I don't want to be alone if anything happens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My first dinner with the housemates? Mcd. Malas nak fikir nak makan kat mana and Shah Alam is back to its normal condition; SUPER PACK WITH STUDENTS. So mana mana kedai makan or food court was filled with students! The best thing is to go for fast food because I don't want to wait long to get my food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pW2rxUGfnmU/TnF6HnivpxI/AAAAAAAAFdA/d510iYNO5SQ/s1600/IMG_4593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pW2rxUGfnmU/TnF6HnivpxI/AAAAAAAAFdA/d510iYNO5SQ/s640/IMG_4593.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;excuse my nude and bulat face, 2 weeks of home-cooked food turned me into a big face monster!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQJedCa9bjs/TnF5r-gQqdI/AAAAAAAAFc8/T579oVd3CTU/s1600/IMG_4592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQJedCa9bjs/TnF5r-gQqdI/AAAAAAAAFc8/T579oVd3CTU/s640/IMG_4592.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ONT8PLsSuo/TnF5U_YgOlI/AAAAAAAAFc4/Qt65mKDfins/s1600/IMG_4591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ONT8PLsSuo/TnF5U_YgOlI/AAAAAAAAFc4/Qt65mKDfins/s640/IMG_4591.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;My first class was on Tuesday ( I don't have any class on Monday and Thursday) and boy was I excited to meet my classmates! After 4 months of not seeing each other, we could just not stop talking! Jadual sem ini kurang best because I have classes on Friday from morning till 6.30pm and there's one class in menara SAS. So not cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp3Zj_i5jNA/TnF6brJllnI/AAAAAAAAFdE/NB-N_DfJyUY/s1600/IMG_4594.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp3Zj_i5jNA/TnF6brJllnI/AAAAAAAAFdE/NB-N_DfJyUY/s640/IMG_4594.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isma is pregnant with her 1st baby! she's 4 months pregnant now :) And Zuri (on my right hand side) sekarang berimej baru :) makin cantik!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8QCOP2q0dNA/TnF6s3d95YI/AAAAAAAAFdI/EZE_J_PZzFU/s1600/IMG_4597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8QCOP2q0dNA/TnF6s3d95YI/AAAAAAAAFdI/EZE_J_PZzFU/s640/IMG_4597.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lepas kelas me and girls went for an early dinner at Pakli.Just me, Erin, Tim and Bismi. Kelab kelab isteri belajar.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3wJV5XCKgxM/TnF7CfKBdgI/AAAAAAAAFdM/BnmDQ7L2Xj0/s640/IMG_4601.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1yoT-DDVXM/TnF7Vz-eHjI/AAAAAAAAFdQ/pG2p-WhrUFM/s1600/IMG_4602.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1yoT-DDVXM/TnF7Vz-eHjI/AAAAAAAAFdQ/pG2p-WhrUFM/s640/IMG_4602.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YlTV8z0vwmw/TnF7vql6vLI/AAAAAAAAFdU/0DheGW3wPMA/s1600/IMG_4604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YlTV8z0vwmw/TnF7vql6vLI/AAAAAAAAFdU/0DheGW3wPMA/s640/IMG_4604.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my first time having a class in SAS so I was a bit worried about the parking. Siapa yang duduk UiTM mesti tahu macam mana nak parking dekat menara. If you're late, nasib lah kau parking lah mana2 dan berdoa supaya tak kena clamp. But I was lucky tho, found a spot (walaupun kawasan larangan for students to park).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MSv_NCiGIN4/TnF8KXEErzI/AAAAAAAAFdY/Ldaw2JpMYzw/s1600/IMG_4606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MSv_NCiGIN4/TnF8KXEErzI/AAAAAAAAFdY/Ldaw2JpMYzw/s640/IMG_4606.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8rDRgbaaG0/TnF8hMqqBjI/AAAAAAAAFdc/aGVL0kwgoE4/s1600/IMG_4610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8rDRgbaaG0/TnF8hMqqBjI/AAAAAAAAFdc/aGVL0kwgoE4/s640/IMG_4610.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After class, lunch :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh4XVKUukZI/TnF877vIlKI/AAAAAAAAFdg/F5qlwwneQbM/s1600/IMG_4612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh4XVKUukZI/TnF877vIlKI/AAAAAAAAFdg/F5qlwwneQbM/s640/IMG_4612.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DyZ9Sb306YI/TnF9ULtJRAI/AAAAAAAAFdk/U76Z17AQF40/s1600/IMG_4613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DyZ9Sb306YI/TnF9ULtJRAI/AAAAAAAAFdk/U76Z17AQF40/s640/IMG_4613.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7FW1wDgEpXY/TnF9spcyfwI/AAAAAAAAFdo/SPXX_erZDqI/s1600/IMG_4614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7FW1wDgEpXY/TnF9spcyfwI/AAAAAAAAFdo/SPXX_erZDqI/s640/IMG_4614.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 hari aku duduk Shah Alam, 3 hari aku jamu fast food. uh.Bad. Next week kita tak nak makan fast food lah.Kita back to menu biasa kita :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and ada 1 super great news! After berbulan tunggu sampul surat coklat berlogo UiTM, akhirnya samapi juga ke rumah :) Alhamdullilah, rezeki ALLAH beri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe6oVPixO40/TnGHWTeswSI/AAAAAAAAFds/htvmMiRYSa8/s1600/IMG_4569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe6oVPixO40/TnGHWTeswSI/AAAAAAAAFds/htvmMiRYSa8/s640/IMG_4569.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Busy isi borang. Pening isi borang. Takpe,untuk masa depan jugak :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-6146141735958298317?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6146141735958298317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=6146141735958298317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6146141735958298317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6146141735958298317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/foodfriends-and-start-of-new-semester.html' title='food,friends and a start of a new semester.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pW2rxUGfnmU/TnF6HnivpxI/AAAAAAAAFdA/d510iYNO5SQ/s72-c/IMG_4593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-4927070955235160639</id><published>2011-09-10T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T00:00:11.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My mama is half a century.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Being the only daughter and&amp;nbsp;surrounded with boys when I was growing up made me just slightly different from other girls. I was never a long hair-pigtails type of girl when I was growing up; I played with my brothers instead. Luckily, I have a beautiful Mama who gave me my 'girly' sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am always side by side with Mama ever since I can walk (before that, I was either hanging on her shoulders or in my stroller pushed by her). I remember during my high school years, I would sometimes skipped school just because I loved to follow her to the market. As I grow up, we shared most of our tudungs and shoes and even handbags. I was blessed to have a very understanding and sporting Mama; even though I don't have any sisters. There are times I feel like we are more like sisters or best friends rather than a mother-daughter. I can talk about everything and anything with her. She's always supportive no matter how crazy I may sound. My mama never hopes for anything from her children; she just want to see us 3 siblings have a good life and education, most importantly is for us to have Iman and Akidah. Every morning without fail she will knock on our doors to wake us up for Subuh prayers and will always ask us about our prayers. "Bila mama mati nanti doa awak yang mama tunggu, bukan harta benda".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been half a century (gila dramatik ayat) since she was born. Alhamdullilah, she was blessed with a great life, a happy family and a good health. I didn't get her any gift or buy her anything. I took her out for dinner instead. I could buy her something but I choose to buy her dinner because I know Mama has enough of everything; but food, it will turn into her own blood and flesh and will forever remain until the day she die.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Today after a small celebration at home, we went out for dinner at Johnny's steamboat. That's our tradition; a little cake followed by a small dinner for 5.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Her cake which she bought for herself. I wanted to pay for it buy she refuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b3JydQtK5rM/TmowvwOHhtI/AAAAAAAAFcw/t_xFyCWCcY0/s1600/IMG_4519.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b3JydQtK5rM/TmowvwOHhtI/AAAAAAAAFcw/t_xFyCWCcY0/s640/IMG_4519.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give me anything, I will never trade them for it. I'd rather suffer than not having them in my life.Send me anywhere, as long as I have them in my life, I'll survive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FY8ULjqeiJE/TmosdCXPIVI/AAAAAAAAFcU/SPBkureNH98/s1600/IMG_4524.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FY8ULjqeiJE/TmosdCXPIVI/AAAAAAAAFcU/SPBkureNH98/s640/IMG_4524.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CLqLajWlWAg/TmoszNQ1bqI/AAAAAAAAFcY/y8f4-tvGKZI/s1600/IMG_4527.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CLqLajWlWAg/TmoszNQ1bqI/AAAAAAAAFcY/y8f4-tvGKZI/s640/IMG_4527.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfFvJKu6zUQ/TmotI7oFlII/AAAAAAAAFcc/siPGEUTou1k/s1600/IMG_4530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nfFvJKu6zUQ/TmotI7oFlII/AAAAAAAAFcc/siPGEUTou1k/s640/IMG_4530.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfCwMyjzxJw/TmotciVG4GI/AAAAAAAAFcg/XJy8IewpFfQ/s1600/IMG_4534.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sfCwMyjzxJw/TmotciVG4GI/AAAAAAAAFcg/XJy8IewpFfQ/s640/IMG_4534.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I can never imagine the day when I have to say goodbye to Mama for good. Ever since I realized that one day she's going to leave me, I started to love her nags, her anger, her rules, her everything. I know this may sound cliche, but I'd do anything for her. Who wouldn't do anything for their mother?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;If she can sacrifice her own life giving birth to me, I'd sacrifice mine to see her smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I love you more Mama. Happy birthday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MB-FMkRD_qU/Tmo3jjfIsDI/AAAAAAAAFc0/D2I3O1gCEgQ/s1600/IMG_4536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MB-FMkRD_qU/Tmo3jjfIsDI/AAAAAAAAFc0/D2I3O1gCEgQ/s640/IMG_4536.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-4927070955235160639?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4927070955235160639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=4927070955235160639&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4927070955235160639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4927070955235160639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-mama-is-half-century.html' title='My mama is half a century.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b3JydQtK5rM/TmowvwOHhtI/AAAAAAAAFcw/t_xFyCWCcY0/s72-c/IMG_4519.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-3920430253028717110</id><published>2011-09-09T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T12:27:20.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><title type='text'>Kenduri raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku perasan raya tahun ini ramai yang ambil peluang buat kenduri. Kenduri kahwin, bertunang, merisik,cukur jambul. Ramai sungguh kawan kawan aku yang bertukar status musim raya ini. Aku?Laaaambat lagi.Hati belum terbuka nak tukar apa apa status.Seronok dengan status sekarang. Raya tahun ini juga acara jalan jalan raya aku agak suram sebab cuti raya yang pendek. Semua dah balik ke tempat mencari rezeki masing masing. Jadi tak sempat nak beraya sakan macam tahun lepas. Sigh. Keseronokan raya sebagai orang dewasa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan raya kali ini, aku sempat merasa nasi minyak senior sekolah sendiri yakni kak Faezar Hanum. Kak pae ni sebenarnya anak pengetua sekolah aku dulu. Dan senior setahun aku, merangkap kawan seperkhemahan. Sama sama sumbang tenaga untuk pasukan pengakap sekolah. Ini juga kali pertama aku jejak kaki ke rumah kak pae. Oh nyaman! Rumah kak pae betul betul dalam taman rimba. Amazing gila rumah dia!!! Privacy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dari jauh dah boleh dengar orang main alat muzik lagu2 macam gamelan. Mmg feel sangat2 macam kenduri kahwin. Kalau dah pergi kenduri bekas pengetua mesti lah jumpa bekas cikgu2 juga kan? Jadi macam mini reunion kat kenduri kak pae.Hehe. And normal soalan cepu emas "awk dh kahwin?" jadi soalah utama dari setiap cikgu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Making our way to Kak pae's nasi minyak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSAtUHkEcqE/Tmiymp-oZAI/AAAAAAAAFbk/uDHaexfDhKo/s1600/IMG_4264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSAtUHkEcqE/Tmiymp-oZAI/AAAAAAAAFbk/uDHaexfDhKo/s640/IMG_4264.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pinggan aku.Satay sedap gila!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmWqqVRDBBE/Tmiy6PSO5OI/AAAAAAAAFbo/e7cyAuqHXkM/s1600/IMG_4268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rmWqqVRDBBE/Tmiy6PSO5OI/AAAAAAAAFbo/e7cyAuqHXkM/s640/IMG_4268.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPCBCCszIM4/TmizQZHCMZI/AAAAAAAAFbs/JpJ2Vs1GvhQ/s1600/IMG_4271.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPCBCCszIM4/TmizQZHCMZI/AAAAAAAAFbs/JpJ2Vs1GvhQ/s640/IMG_4271.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mengintai dari tingakp rumah? Btw, pelamin kak pae sgt cantik! Kitorang smp agak awal kira lebih kurang denga time rombongan lelaki sampai. Memang masa orang tengah sibuk nak bersanding dan bergambar atas pelamin, Jadi, tak sempat lah nak pegi laga pipi dan bergambar dengan pengantin. sobsobsobs.Tak apa, janji dapat tengok walaupun dari jauh :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9am3I14VYtc/Tmizm4XIg9I/AAAAAAAAFbw/M9KzGvAwOFk/s1600/IMG_4288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9am3I14VYtc/Tmizm4XIg9I/AAAAAAAAFbw/M9KzGvAwOFk/s640/IMG_4288.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This awesome candy buffet was done by my senior, Kak Hana Yasmeen. Terliur gila tengok cupcakes and candies dengan marshmellow. Aku nak ambil tapi...segan.haha.Yela tak ada yang jemput makan pun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ra0A5JQs4A/Tmi0DxzYFpI/AAAAAAAAFb0/YGA9gfMtTqQ/s1600/IMG_4297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ra0A5JQs4A/Tmi0DxzYFpI/AAAAAAAAFb0/YGA9gfMtTqQ/s640/IMG_4297.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pengantin dan ibu bapa kak pae. Comel kan kak pae? Dari sekolah memang itu lah saiz dia.Comel.Tapi dulu dia garang sebab dia ketua pengawas.hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJsJdADBiBM/Tmi1EVxw4fI/AAAAAAAAFb4/g4GunhAuS1o/s1600/IMG_4302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJsJdADBiBM/Tmi1EVxw4fI/AAAAAAAAFb4/g4GunhAuS1o/s640/IMG_4302.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas dah pergi kenduri, pergi beraya rumah kawan kawan yang masih ada di Kuantan. Sempat pergi rumah Mila. Dah agak lama tak jumpa Mila so take this chance to meet her. Then, on the way nak hantar Faten balik, singgah rumah Farhanim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adlin Aman Ramli sebenarnya adalah abang ipar Farhanim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHJmSgNkrkY/Tmi1YzCVMoI/AAAAAAAAFb8/7bpNn5UFzXA/s1600/IMG_4306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHJmSgNkrkY/Tmi1YzCVMoI/AAAAAAAAFb8/7bpNn5UFzXA/s640/IMG_4306.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agL8ZYwXW60/Tmi1vftk0WI/AAAAAAAAFcA/OrxC0pm_9wA/s1600/IMG_4323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-agL8ZYwXW60/Tmi1vftk0WI/AAAAAAAAFcA/OrxC0pm_9wA/s640/IMG_4323.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CG58fGmrbI/Tmi2HN_BaOI/AAAAAAAAFcE/GepHgk592Vc/s1600/IMG_4325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CG58fGmrbI/Tmi2HN_BaOI/AAAAAAAAFcE/GepHgk592Vc/s640/IMG_4325.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1KDEfXq1wk/Tmi2ahiWiwI/AAAAAAAAFcI/Qn4sUGcwZgY/s1600/IMG_4328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c1KDEfXq1wk/Tmi2ahiWiwI/AAAAAAAAFcI/Qn4sUGcwZgY/s640/IMG_4328.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Malas nak balik Shah Alam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-3920430253028717110?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3920430253028717110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=3920430253028717110&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3920430253028717110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3920430253028717110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/kenduri-raya.html' title='Kenduri raya'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSAtUHkEcqE/Tmiymp-oZAI/AAAAAAAAFbk/uDHaexfDhKo/s72-c/IMG_4264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-7467317426025311142</id><published>2011-09-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T23:43:12.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raya'/><title type='text'>Raya suam suam kuku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Salah satu sebab raya aku suam suam kuku adalah kerana kutipan duit raya semakin berkurang. Sejak berita aku bekerja tersebar, mak dan pak sedara sudah buang nama aku dari senarai penerima duit raya tahun ini.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Keduanya, adalah sebab aku muntah pada raya pertama akibat terlalu excited menjamah juadah raya. Maklum lah sebulan puasa duduk jauh dari family menu buka puasa asyik benda yang sama : spaghetti. Bila raya jumpa ketupat rendang soto kuih muih habis semua aku gobble (kunyah 2 kali,telan.) Perut aku terkejut jumpa makanan mewah setelah sebulan dihidang makanan bujang.Akibatnya baju raya pertama dan handbag raya tercemar dengan ketupat rendang soto dan kuih muih yang tak sempat smp ke dalam perut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ketiganya, aku tanpa sedar terbuang keronsang raya. Ya, TERBUANG. Moral of the story, kalau sedang kemas barang dan terdengar bunyi ada benda jatuh ke dalam tong sampah, rajin rajin lah belek apa yang jatuh. Nasib baik sempat pakai sekali. Tak ada lah kempunan sangat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan satu lagi adalah sebab aku terlupa tutup suis aircon bilik tidur sebelum balik beraya. Aku terlupa aku dah set timer on aircon jadi selama 4 hari 3 malam aku balik beraya di bandar, bilik aku mewah dengan aircon yang terpasang tanpa henti. Buka pintu rumah rasa macam baru turun kapal terbang kat London. 1 rumah sejuk. Bilik aku tak payah cakap lah.Lepas 3 hari pun lantai aku sejuk lagi. Maka aku dengan rela hati hulur duit down payment bil elektrik bulan ini kepada mama aku. Nasib baik ada juga kutipan duit raya walaupun tak seberapa. Boleh lah juga cover down payment bil air con.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tahun ini juga sesi beraya dengan kawan kawan pun suam suam kuku. Sebab cuti raya seminggu saje dan kawan kawan pula dah jadi pekerja jadi tak sempat nak beraya macam zaman penganggur dahulu.Nak ajak beraya pun ada yang tak sempat sebab terikat dengan perkara lain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Gambar raya family? Belum sempat snap lagi. Mungkin raya haji nanti baru snap. Gambar raya tahun ini pun tak meriah mana. Kurang gambar. Ini disebabkan oleh faktor adik adik aku malas nak snap gambar walaupn ada kamera canggih yang disandang di bahu masing masing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan sepanjang aku pergi beraya, ini antara soalan paling kerap aku kena tanya:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kerja kat mana sekarang?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bila nak habis belajar?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bukan jadi cikgu ke?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lepas grad nanti nak kerja apa?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bila nak kahwin?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ini anak Azman yang nombor berapa?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi marilah aku perkenalkan baju baju raya yang aku gayakan tahun ini. Tak banyak cuma 4 pasang sahaja (tak banyak ke banyak tu?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Raya pertama. Baju sebelum dilimpahi muntah dan terbuang keronsang.Sebenarnya aku nak pakai selendang kuning tapi dibantah oleh semua ahli keluarga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7PehoB-BPs/TmTksbjHZaI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/YdfWc4R_nq4/s1600/IMG_4115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7PehoB-BPs/TmTksbjHZaI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/YdfWc4R_nq4/s640/IMG_4115.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raya kedua. Baju recycle tapi sebab jarang pakai kira baru lah juga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7XXxVnUd_E/TmTlPbASYcI/AAAAAAAAFbU/HGNg595yjGo/s1600/IMG_4122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t7XXxVnUd_E/TmTlPbASYcI/AAAAAAAAFbU/HGNg595yjGo/s640/IMG_4122.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raya ketiga. Aku nak pakai dengan tudung kuning juga sebenarnya tapi sekali lagi dibantah.Entah kenapa sejak 2 3 menjak ni berkenan sungguh aku dengan selendang kuning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLRxsoYzvMg/TmTl-6QbC7I/AAAAAAAAFbY/VHvDCk7xoJY/s1600/IMG_4160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tLRxsoYzvMg/TmTl-6QbC7I/AAAAAAAAFbY/VHvDCk7xoJY/s640/IMG_4160.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Raya keempat. Dress super labuh.Nasib baik kasut tinggi kalau tak bersih dah Kuala Terengganu aku sapu dengan kain aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aT1-KeXVlK0/TmTm5ITXqyI/AAAAAAAAFbc/upfjyj5hn1U/s1600/IMG_4208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aT1-KeXVlK0/TmTm5ITXqyI/AAAAAAAAFbc/upfjyj5hn1U/s640/IMG_4208.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baju raya anda berapa pasang?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-7467317426025311142?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7467317426025311142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=7467317426025311142&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7467317426025311142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7467317426025311142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya-suam-suam-kuku.html' title='Raya suam suam kuku.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D7PehoB-BPs/TmTksbjHZaI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/YdfWc4R_nq4/s72-c/IMG_4115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-5382095438956068120</id><published>2011-08-27T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T08:51:57.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Setem raya buat semua.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3 hari lagi nak raya dan aku masih lagi di atas kerusi pejabat. *sigh*. Aku sedapkan hati aku " takpe, balik lambat tak payah kemas rumah".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan hari ini juga adalah hari terakhir aku bergelar pekerja. Aku resign. Sebab? banyak sebabnya dan salah satu adalah untuk menyiapkan diri untuk ke kelas semula. Lagi 2 minggu aku akan kembali pegang status pelajar. Tapi dah up sikit la. Pelajar tahun 2.Yeah~ ada junior boleh buli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lepas kerja aku terus balik Kuantan. Tapi normal bagi aku mana boleh terus balik. Ada dua tuga tempat juga nak kena singgah sebelum masuk LPT menghala ke Kuantan. Cuma aku harap tahun ni peristiwa tahun lepas tak berulang lagi. Jadi aku ambil langkah selamat ikut jalan biasa sahaja. Aku nak berbuka di rumah, bukan dalam kereta tepi longkang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dan untuk semua yang sudi jenguk dan baca apa yang aku tulis selama ini, aku minta maaf zahir batin kalau ada yang aku tulis terguris perasaan yang membaca (kecuali utk ex-boyfriend). Buat yang balik raya hari ini kalau nampak kenari warna hijau/gold pelik di LPT sila bunyikan hon dan lambai. Bukan kepada pemandu, tapi kepada co-pilot. Sebab bukan aku yang memandu hari ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terimalah sekeping stem raya dari aku; Ikhlas buat kamu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qr_qsSRA0V4/Tlg9XGC_4UI/AAAAAAAAFbI/fnvfTzP_3rs/s1600/46904_1627005319458_1366300808_1655155_8039033_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qr_qsSRA0V4/Tlg9XGC_4UI/AAAAAAAAFbI/fnvfTzP_3rs/s640/46904_1627005319458_1366300808_1655155_8039033_n.jpg" width="444" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-5382095438956068120?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5382095438956068120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=5382095438956068120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5382095438956068120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5382095438956068120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/setem-raya-buat-semua.html' title='Setem raya buat semua.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qr_qsSRA0V4/Tlg9XGC_4UI/AAAAAAAAFbI/fnvfTzP_3rs/s72-c/46904_1627005319458_1366300808_1655155_8039033_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-2440556041595221267</id><published>2011-08-25T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:22:09.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S+R = Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hidup siapa yang tidak dilanda masalah? Kalau tak dilanda masalah, paling kurang disapa masalah. Kalau tak disapa sekalipun, pasti akan terselisih dengan masalah dalam hidup.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Siapa yang kata hidup dia bebas masalah adalah penipu besar yang patut dipulau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bila bercerita tentang masalah, aku teringat soalan seorang kawan aku:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Kenapa kau ni happy je aku tengok? Kau tak ada masalah ke?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau lah aku boleh tulis setiap masalah yang aku ada, tentu tak cukup ruang dalam blog ini. Aku tak akan menipu, ya, aku ada banyak masalah. Ada semua saiz; kecil, besar, sederhana. Ada banyak degree; penting, tak penting, boleh bawa padah. Aku manusia yang hidupnya sentiasa berkawan dengan masalah.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cuma aku bersyukur kerana Allah kurniakan aku sifat penyabar yang hanya Dia tahu sejauh mana tahapnya. Ya, aku manusia penyabar. Kadang kala aku terlalu sabar sampai aku sendiri pun tak sangka aku boleh bersabar sampai tahap itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Setiap kali aku ditimpa masalah, aku sabar,benda dah jadi, tak boleh nak pusing balik. Yang boleh kita buat is keep on moving foward and face the consequences. Kebanyakkan masalah yang aku ada, aku pilih untuk ignore kan dan biarkan masalah itu pergi sendiri. Kadang kala masalah tak perlu diselesaikan.Percayalah, sometimes it goes away just like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku manusia yang paling susah marah. Aku sendiri tak ingat kali terakhir aku betul betul marah sampai meninggi suara. Rasanya tak pernah. Kalau aku dimaki sekali pun, aku masih bersabar. Paling teruk sekalipun, aku cuma akan maki balik tapi dengan nada yang masih rendah. Kalau kawan kawan aku 'bahan', aku play along. I hold on the the saying that "when you are able to laugh at yourself, you know you are really enjoying your life". Lagipun, sejauh mana sangat aku nak terasa dengan kata kata kawan aku? Rugi kalau aku merajuk. Entah esok entah lusa aku dipanggil menghadap-Nya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku juga harap kamu yang membaca tulisan (taipan) aku ini juga boleh belajar bersabar. Sabar lah. Apa apa yang jadi, bersabar dahulu. Aku lihat manusia sekarang sudah hilang pegangan kesabaran. Sebab itu ramai yang bergaduh, ramai yang saling berteriak dan bertekak. Sebab tak ada kesabaran, timbul pergaduhan. Kita kena jaga sabar kita. Betul, orang kata jangan terlalu sabar nanti dipijak kepala.Tapi kalau kau tak sabar kau rasa kau boleh buat orang hormat kau?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tak rugi bersabar. Bak kata pepatah; Good things come to those who waits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Belajar bersabar dan redha. Aku janji hidup kau akan lebih seronok kalau kau tahu guna pakai dua perkara ini. Tak percaya? Cuba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: Tahun ini dapat bakar bunga lagi :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sMQSrTeD9I/TlZaD_5aPnI/AAAAAAAAFbA/S5lnzz5w9Zo/s1600/294886_2284480721941_1546588128_32364961_1034859_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sMQSrTeD9I/TlZaD_5aPnI/AAAAAAAAFbA/S5lnzz5w9Zo/s640/294886_2284480721941_1546588128_32364961_1034859_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tvFQZY68wrI/TlZaFSAMc5I/AAAAAAAAFbE/5nnT0_svIFQ/s1600/320706_2284484402033_1546588128_32364972_950674_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tvFQZY68wrI/TlZaFSAMc5I/AAAAAAAAFbE/5nnT0_svIFQ/s640/320706_2284484402033_1546588128_32364972_950674_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-2440556041595221267?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2440556041595221267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=2440556041595221267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2440556041595221267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2440556041595221267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/sr-happiness.html' title='S+R = Happiness'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sMQSrTeD9I/TlZaD_5aPnI/AAAAAAAAFbA/S5lnzz5w9Zo/s72-c/294886_2284480721941_1546588128_32364961_1034859_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-3987767466145188321</id><published>2011-08-24T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T11:27:05.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>+1 year older and a lot more wiser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Semalam pasangan 'kembar' dalam keluarga ZF aku menginjak setahun lebih tua. Tahun lepas 23 tahun ini dah 24 tahun. Masih belum dengar wedding bells.pfft~ Eh silap.Dah boleh dengar sayup bunyi kompang yang bakal dipalu palu. Ok bukan nak cerita kompang siapa yang bakal dipalu. Nak cerita tentang sambutan super sederhana buat pasangan kembar aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Memandangkan hari jadi mereka jatuh pada hujung bulan dan ketika poket sedang nazak dilanda kemarau, maka tak dapat lah nak bagi shower hadiah atau belanja makan tempat mahal. Makan pun sendiri yang bayar. Tambah lagi bila bos aku yang cukup pandai putar belit tiba tiba jumpa jalan nak cut off gaji bulan ini jadi hari raya aku memang sedih sebab jadi orang miskin. Tak apa bos,bos curi rezeki saya nanti Allah tarik banyak rezeki tempat bos yang memang tak laku itu (oops termulut jahat di bulan puasa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Kitorang cuma pergi makan dan bergelak ketawa sambil update cerita selama 2 minggu tak jumpa. 2 minggu dikira lama sebab macam macam boleh jadi dalam dua minggu..apakan lagi 6 bulan kan?Jadi sebab nak sambut hari jadi pergi tempat extra special. Bukan apa, makanan sedap tempat pun cantik kan. Kitorang pergi Fullhouse Sunway Pyramid. Mula mula nak pergi yang Jalan Yap Kuan Seng tapi biasalah aku kan kerja jadi mana mungkin sempat pergi sana. Tapi kalau dengar mereka bawa lah aku pergi kemana mana aku tak kisah sebab aku tahu aku akan sentiasa ketawa dan senyum (walaupun tengah dilanda masalah besar)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The birthday girls. Mya and Fets. Sebut betul betul ya, bukan fat tapi Fets with an 'e'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EU1aCegMHto/TlRouFeXHLI/AAAAAAAAFas/xYzTKiuw0_g/s1600/IMG_3817.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EU1aCegMHto/TlRouFeXHLI/AAAAAAAAFas/xYzTKiuw0_g/s640/IMG_3817.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seperti biasa ini yang aku suka.Sebab ini yang sedap dan ini sahaja yang memang aku akan order kalau datang ke sini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hCulUqUjQ4A/TlRoFndrQwI/AAAAAAAAFak/0YM46i6fEdU/s1600/IMG_3766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hCulUqUjQ4A/TlRoFndrQwI/AAAAAAAAFak/0YM46i6fEdU/s640/IMG_3766.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fets punya. Kuah dia sungguh sedap! Tapi ikan rasa macam ikan tenggiri je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D9yIm2XQhtg/TlRoZxhX-qI/AAAAAAAAFao/3apt4_Xrf9Y/s1600/IMG_3769.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D9yIm2XQhtg/TlRoZxhX-qI/AAAAAAAAFao/3apt4_Xrf9Y/s640/IMG_3769.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jaja dan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5kHNiv_OKBI/TlRpAU5NzEI/AAAAAAAAFaw/cHYb1ldyn7U/s1600/IMG_3840.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5kHNiv_OKBI/TlRpAU5NzEI/AAAAAAAAFaw/cHYb1ldyn7U/s640/IMG_3840.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Satu perkara yang aku cukup suka dan rasa bangga adalah bila kitorang keluar bersama tanpa ada rancangan apa apa, kami akan tetap pakai baju yang dari palet yang sama. Semalam warna palet kami hijau dan pink dan choco. And the colours, they just blend in together. Bila kau dah berkawan terlalu lama dan terlalu baik, you'll have powers to read your friend's mind and know which colour to wear. Even though you are not in the same room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yspKuC9T8kE/TlRpY_TYIfI/AAAAAAAAFa0/qvmGVv9hsxI/s1600/IMG_3859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yspKuC9T8kE/TlRpY_TYIfI/AAAAAAAAFa0/qvmGVv9hsxI/s640/IMG_3859.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebab kewangan tak mengizinkan aku beri hadiah mewah, jadi aku cuma mampu belanja mereka kek dan minum di kedai kek rahsia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JUjkn30L94Q/TlRptMAQdCI/AAAAAAAAFa4/VDRK66BBWIE/s1600/IMG_3896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JUjkn30L94Q/TlRptMAQdCI/AAAAAAAAFa4/VDRK66BBWIE/s640/IMG_3896.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In 3 months, aku pula yang akan jadi +1 year older :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktX7mnDp8IU/TlRp-zQkg7I/AAAAAAAAFa8/t-Dk4639pps/s1600/IMG_3902.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktX7mnDp8IU/TlRp-zQkg7I/AAAAAAAAFa8/t-Dk4639pps/s640/IMG_3902.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fets and Mya, thank you for being such wonderful friends for the past 11 years. If I could write a book about us, no amount of paper would be enough to tell all the wonderful and strange things we've been through. I hope we'll be as we are forever....Happy birthday babes! I-I-I love you like a love song baby~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-3987767466145188321?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3987767466145188321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=3987767466145188321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3987767466145188321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3987767466145188321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/1-year-older-and-lot-more-wiser.html' title='+1 year older and a lot more wiser.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EU1aCegMHto/TlRouFeXHLI/AAAAAAAAFas/xYzTKiuw0_g/s72-c/IMG_3817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-1087129053274637976</id><published>2011-08-23T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:33:21.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mc770'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>4 Diva dan 1 gadis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday I finally got the chance to go and have my iftar session with my divas. We went to Laman Grill in Seksyen 13, Shah Alam since we've bought the voucher online earlier. I am so excited to meet my Divas sebab dah lama sangat tak lepak and borak and gossip.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sepanjang malam borak gelak tak habis habis. Dah lah bayar murah, balik pun paling lambat. Duduk lepak sampai semua customer lain dah balik, kitorang still jugak duk angkut makanan. Nasib baik ada surau :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a very nice ambiance for night session lepaking and borak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l6R3OOnBJY/TlMl5Kl0_fI/AAAAAAAAFaA/ckO9xrxze40/s1600/IMG_3624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l6R3OOnBJY/TlMl5Kl0_fI/AAAAAAAAFaA/ckO9xrxze40/s640/IMG_3624.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_OWJsnVBc8/TlMmVFKrYbI/AAAAAAAAFaE/dhzALlnyRos/s1600/IMG_3627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T_OWJsnVBc8/TlMmVFKrYbI/AAAAAAAAFaE/dhzALlnyRos/s640/IMG_3627.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Round pertama. Semua nak ambil western.Kay sorang je tekak melayu nak jugak bedal nasi dulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ7K_a27nLA/TlMnJclueYI/AAAAAAAAFaM/zF0uV7G006c/s1600/IMG_3643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AQ7K_a27nLA/TlMnJclueYI/AAAAAAAAFaM/zF0uV7G006c/s640/IMG_3643.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us.Nanti aku dah ada rumah sendiri aku nak print out gambar ni lekat kat peti sejuk rumah aku yang super besar (berangan).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vRZPW9jdJ3E/TlMndhhZiKI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/JamraRKKqOQ/s1600/IMG_3654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vRZPW9jdJ3E/TlMndhhZiKI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/JamraRKKqOQ/s640/IMG_3654.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terima kasih abang kedai sebab sudi layan kami nak ambil gambar dalam kedai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9OKLwgBzjE/TlMn1jCHVaI/AAAAAAAAFaU/Xckn0OZo598/s1600/IMG_3664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9OKLwgBzjE/TlMn1jCHVaI/AAAAAAAAFaU/Xckn0OZo598/s640/IMG_3664.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oq__gsDTjPM/TlMoRbbSddI/AAAAAAAAFaY/YuPHW4BqdKo/s1600/IMG_3670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oq__gsDTjPM/TlMoRbbSddI/AAAAAAAAFaY/YuPHW4BqdKo/s640/IMG_3670.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ingat sampai situ je ke kitorang lepak?tidak ya.Belum puas lagi jadi pergi ke Dataran Shah Alam ambil gambar gedik gedik. Dah berpeluh sakan duduk lagi tepi padang borak borak. Aku ni nasib aku kerja je tau kalau tak memang sampai sahur aku duduk dengan dorang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abang abang gagah.oh kudaku lari gagah berani.jeng jeng jeng~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J_bHx8eW4xk/TlMop9YbywI/AAAAAAAAFac/9V9ybvtKJo0/s1600/IMG_3717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J_bHx8eW4xk/TlMop9YbywI/AAAAAAAAFac/9V9ybvtKJo0/s640/IMG_3717.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cRLV2i2Je_c/TlMpATJFIII/AAAAAAAAFag/obXwf6Y0N-k/s1600/IMG_3720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cRLV2i2Je_c/TlMpATJFIII/AAAAAAAAFag/obXwf6Y0N-k/s640/IMG_3720.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari ini sesi Iftar dengan my darlings ZF. Celebrate birthday Mya and Faten hari ini. Happy birthday girls!Meh aku belanja kek hari ini :) Oh iftar kat mana hari ini? Fullhouse Sunway Pyramid. Nak pegi y dekat jalan Yap Kuan Seng tapi jauh la pulak takut tak sempat stuck dalam jam. Jadi mana yang dekat je lah kita pergi. Siapa ada kat sana malam ni boleh la maaf zahir batin sama sama :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-1087129053274637976?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1087129053274637976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=1087129053274637976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1087129053274637976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1087129053274637976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/4-diva-dan-1-gadis.html' title='4 Diva dan 1 gadis'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l6R3OOnBJY/TlMl5Kl0_fI/AAAAAAAAFaA/ckO9xrxze40/s72-c/IMG_3624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-6443282344541520227</id><published>2011-08-23T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T09:28:48.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kenapa aku masih satu?</title><content type='html'>Aku masih lagi satu. Belum dua.Apakan lagi tiga. Soalan yang paling kerap aku ditanya adalah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Kenapa masih satu?Bila nak dua?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila aku ditanya soalan sebegini, aku senyum (senyum tak perlu kata apa apa).Memang garu kepala nak jawab. Sebab aku pun tak tahu kenapa aku masih satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi aku rasa sebab utama adalah kerana aku memang tak mencari. Cuma aku main main di mulut bila aku bercerita. Alah, orang kata 'play the game'. Kadang kadang terpacul juga dari mulut aku soalan yang sama, dengan harapan adalah kawan yang boleh tolong bagi jawapan atau bagi +1. Tapi sungguh aku kata, itu cuma mainan mulut aku.yes, I'm playing the game guys. So I can look normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dalam hati? Aku memang tak mencari. Bukan aku kunci tapi aku rasa dengan keadaan sekarang dan 'perangai' sesetengah +1 sekarang yang buat aku fikir banyak kali sebelum aku buka balik pintu hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dah banyak +1 yang aku jumpa. Pelik. Dalam ramai ramai tak ada satu pun yang ada kunci untuk buka pintu. Sebab kebanyakkan mereka putus asa sebelum cuba seluk poket sendiri dan tengok kalau kalau kunci ada dalam poket. To tell you the truth...some of them do have the key in their pocket. They just don't have the guts to put their hands in their pocket and take it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ada yang kata aku memandang rupa dan harta benda. Aku gelak guling guling dalam hati. +1 macam ini adalah jenis yang memberi alasan mudah dan cepat putus asa. Kalau nak tahu aku ini memilih rupa atau harta ke tidak, boleh belek kisah aku dan bekas +1 aku. Baru mereka tahu sejauh mana 'aku ini memilih orang'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku cukup simple. Kalau dia boleh buat aku gembira dan ketawa, agamanya terjaga dan kaya budi bahasa itu sudah cukup. Harta dan rupa bukan perkara yang kekal. Bukan juga penjamin aku akan hidup bahagia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bukan aku berputus asa cuma aku tidak mahu mencari. Biar dia datang sendiri. Aku yakin bila sampai masa semuanya akan fall to places on its own.Sebab aku tahu Pencipta aku sudah susun elok semuanya; pengajaran dan pelajaran dunia akhirat aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-6443282344541520227?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/6443282344541520227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=6443282344541520227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6443282344541520227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/6443282344541520227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/kenapa-aku-masih-satu.html' title='Kenapa aku masih satu?'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-4975282013446742511</id><published>2011-08-22T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T09:29:13.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>P&amp;E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;What do you do when your bestfriend has a broken heart and a fat pocket?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, you take her shopping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So Pahcik was here (again) last weekend. She wanted to go raya shopping so I begged her to come to Shah Alam. Yes, I begged her. It was ages ago that we really get to spend time together.(tukar mode bahasa Melayu sebab dah nak raya.Baru feel raya) Kalau setakat jumpa satu hari mana cukup. Kena ada sesi pillow talk baru lah seronok. Pahcik cakap (sambil tunjuk list barang nak beli):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;" ni saya nak kena p cari semua ni. Bukan untuk saya pun. Ni semua untuk mak, adik and kakak saya"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;List itu boleh tahan panjang dan lebarnya. Tahniah Pahcik sebab berjaya jadi seorang anak dan kakak yang baik (tepuk tepuk). Jadi kalau nak cari baju raya baju kurung selendang raya tempat paling afdhal tentulah Jalan TAR. Tapi kalau pergi sergah Jalan TAR seminggu sebelum raya memang tak afdhal. Sesak manusia lebih hebat dari sesak kereta dalam jam. Bau tak payah cakap. Kau nak bau apa? semua ada. Kalau setiap kali aku bergesel bahu dengan orang aku dapat rm1, memang aku dah kaya dah sekarang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lihatlah dunia. Lautan manusia yang semua nk beli baju raya. Aku tak faham motif jual belon sambil cakap "Sayang anak, beli belon. Sayang anak, beli belon". Kalau sayang anak tak adanya kau pergi heret anak kecil datang sini bersesak sama sama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iq_9uWu-V_A/TlF7DEOUzuI/AAAAAAAAFZM/CiidmNbpXyE/s1600/IMG_3518.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iq_9uWu-V_A/TlF7DEOUzuI/AAAAAAAAFZM/CiidmNbpXyE/s640/IMG_3518.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pilih Pah pilih. Tapi bayar sendiri okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGy8MUnopck/TlF7YlxCuXI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/K8mdSPH8tzk/s1600/IMG_3525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zGy8MUnopck/TlF7YlxCuXI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/K8mdSPH8tzk/s640/IMG_3525.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOGO pun hampir hampir roboh kena serbu dengan manusia yang semua nak beli handbag baru kasut baru baju baru. Pahcik langkah satu kaki masuk SOGO dah menguap macam orang 3 bulan tak tidur.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWwg6fxaG9M/TlF7y3SeCqI/AAAAAAAAFZU/HeMwMy69CHE/s1600/IMG_3533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWwg6fxaG9M/TlF7y3SeCqI/AAAAAAAAFZU/HeMwMy69CHE/s640/IMG_3533.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebenarnya Pahcik datang sini bukan setakat nak beli dan belah sahaja. Datang sini jumpa kawan kawan sepermainan USM dulu. Alang alang dah datang jauh ni baik jumpa kan. Kebetulan si Baby (Niza) pun pergi Jalan TAR juga. Jadi jumpa lah di sana. Join sekali makcik pakcik yang lepak depan tangga SOGO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H5eUfg4hhvM/TlF8-5CY3TI/AAAAAAAAFZg/IsL8_u_uRno/s1600/IMG_3547.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H5eUfg4hhvM/TlF8-5CY3TI/AAAAAAAAFZg/IsL8_u_uRno/s640/IMG_3547.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gembira kan? :) Lelaki yang berbaju hitam dan menggalas handbag kat belakang itu adalah teman lelaki si Niza. Dia tulen dan sejati. Tambah lagi baik hati sebab tolong carry handbag girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8HaubxMkS0/TlF9Y9NcmAI/AAAAAAAAFZk/C-aNEC8EeLE/s1600/IMG_3554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z8HaubxMkS0/TlF9Y9NcmAI/AAAAAAAAFZk/C-aNEC8EeLE/s640/IMG_3554.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kemudian pergi Mid Valley untuk buka puasa dan jumpa Kak nisa pula. Yeay Kak Nisa datang bawa kek pisang yang super sedap! Cukup untuk alas perut sebab makanan sampai lambat. Lepas makan dan solat sambung beli belah lagi. Sale menggila aku pun naik gila sama. Nasib baik tak menggila kalau tak makan pasir nak tunggu gaji bulan depan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yl9kSfcty64/TlF9zLjDxGI/AAAAAAAAFZo/UTXlKuP6oMY/s1600/IMG_3593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yl9kSfcty64/TlF9zLjDxGI/AAAAAAAAFZo/UTXlKuP6oMY/s640/IMG_3593.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pahcik cakap dia teringin sangat nak makan nasi daun pisang. Jadi aku pun bawa lah dia ke restoran favourite aku. Mula mula dia makan okay je. Lepas bayar dia pergi m***** tepi kereta. Katanya sebab nampak gambar gajah.hahahahahaha. Takpe janji dah merasa kan cik?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DgNIYTwo5ew/TlF-IiqU52I/AAAAAAAAFZs/uRpjHzqRxrA/s1600/IMG_3597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DgNIYTwo5ew/TlF-IiqU52I/AAAAAAAAFZs/uRpjHzqRxrA/s640/IMG_3597.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esoknya pula kitorang pergi terjah rumah si Nuha dekat Kampung Jiboi, Seremban. Mula mula nak ajak Nuha balik Nilai sekali tapi dia nak pergi buka puasa dengan mak dia jadi tak dapat ikut. Takpe dapat jumpa sekejap pun jadi lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eseD5gkEDTU/TlF-e2xKxfI/AAAAAAAAFZw/mCBlXmjx3q0/s1600/IMG_3604.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eseD5gkEDTU/TlF-e2xKxfI/AAAAAAAAFZw/mCBlXmjx3q0/s640/IMG_3604.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lepas itu balik Nilai nak berbuka dengan atuk dan nenek dan mak ngah sekali. Lepas buka borak borak dengan atuk. Atuk aku satu dia pantang orang tulisan hodoh ( tapi cucu sendiri tulisan hodoh). Dia cerita dia tak suka tulisan seorang doktor yang rawat dia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Ada doktor sorang ni, atuk tengok tulisan dia...MasyaAllah. Hodoh! Malu atuk! Ada ke doktor tulisan macam tu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dalam kepala aku terbayang tulisan doktor yang macam cacing tu. Alah, biasa kan tulisan doktor memang macam cakar ayam. Nurse je yang boleh faham tulisan doktor. Atuk pun ambil lah surat yang doktor tu tulis. Nak tahu hodoh tak hodoh tulisan doktor tu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ini by atuk's definition is hodoh. Pada aku normal sebab tulisan aku pun lebih kurang macam ini juga.Tapi ini dikategorikan sebagai h.o.d.o.h oleh atuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0vSSYxBXn8/TlF-0dixW_I/AAAAAAAAFZ0/BdYRYhbR--k/s1600/IMG_3617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R0vSSYxBXn8/TlF-0dixW_I/AAAAAAAAFZ0/BdYRYhbR--k/s640/IMG_3617.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sebelum balik atuk bagi mereka ini duit raya. Dah kerja pun dapat duit raya.huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVnDaAbY7Lc/TlF_InuqtLI/AAAAAAAAFZ4/nCWxFnMVx3I/s1600/IMG_3619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DVnDaAbY7Lc/TlF_InuqtLI/AAAAAAAAFZ4/nCWxFnMVx3I/s640/IMG_3619.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...dan Pahcik pun dah selamat balik ke Sri Iskandar pagi tadi.sobsobsobs.&lt;br /&gt;Bulan depan Genting ok cik!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-4975282013446742511?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4975282013446742511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=4975282013446742511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4975282013446742511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4975282013446742511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/p.html' title='P&amp;E'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iq_9uWu-V_A/TlF7DEOUzuI/AAAAAAAAFZM/CiidmNbpXyE/s72-c/IMG_3518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-7423717624595308321</id><published>2011-08-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T21:36:26.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Nakal tapi mengembirakan hati.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hari ini kelas terakhir aku dengan student dari Saudi. Sebulan aku duduk, berdiri di depan kelas bagi ilmu yang aku ada. Bila tiba hari nak berpisah, rasa sedih. Mulai minggu depan jadual aku kembali kosong. Biarlah. Lagipun minggu depan adalah minggu terakhir aku berkerja. Lepas tu dah kembali pegang title student UiTM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau dulu aku agak skeptikal dengan orang Saudi. Aku rasa mereka pelik dan sombong. Pernah juga aku dengar kawan aku cerita mereka ini pengotor dan kasar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Betul kata orang, tak kenal maka tak cinta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Bila dah sebulan aku duduk bercampur bergurau senda dengan mereka, aku cukup faham kehidupan mereka macam mana. Mereka sama macam kita orang Malaysia. Cuma mereka lebih kaya. Ya mereka kasar dan suka bertelagah bila ada yang tak sependapat. Dan pantang ada peluang bercakap, memang kau akan susah nak suruh mereka diam. Tapi, percayalah...mereka ini antara orang yang paling baik aku pernah jumpa. Selama sebulan aku jadi guru mereka, mereka juga turut menjadi guru aku. Banyak hal agama yang aku kurang faham aku tanya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Kehidupan di Saudi terutamanya untuk perempuan tidak lah sebebas kita di sini. Sebab itu mereka suka datang bercuti di negara kita yang ada macam macam. Panggung wayang pun tak ada! Apakan lagi tempat riadah yang seronok macam Sunway Lagoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mereka ini tak pernah malu untuk bertanya, minta tunjuk ajar. Kalau aku beritahu nak buat spelling test, mereka study sama macam aku study nak ambil exam add math. Kelemahan mereka cuma 1, mereka tak boleh dipisahkan dengan blackberry. Memang macam kena gam dekat tangan. Pernah aku rampas BB mereka selama 1 jam. Semua muka kelat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Isnin depan tak ada lagi ucapan "Assalamualaikum. How are you today?" bila aku sambut mereka di pintu pejabat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Lepas ini tak ada lagi " Naser, can you please keep your blackberry away and pay attention to what I am saying here?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tak perlu lagi " Listen and fill in the blanks" dan kena repeat audio sampai 5 kali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tak ada lagi sesi memujuk bertelagah menjeling bergelak ketawa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aziz, Lujain,Amani, Alaa, Naser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cn3nCJFMGo8/Tk4fuOqndKI/AAAAAAAAFZE/M5p4khUNzN0/s1600/IMG_3431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cn3nCJFMGo8/Tk4fuOqndKI/AAAAAAAAFZE/M5p4khUNzN0/s640/IMG_3431.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a blessing to be given a chance to teach these students.Ada jodoh harap boleh jumpa lagi. Suatu hari nanti :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Nak tengok RAIN junior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bibir sama merah dengan teacher. Tapi teacher punya merah tak asli. Merah lipstick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YeshYN2-EY/Tk4gqEgEcEI/AAAAAAAAFZI/T8yLDVgbDBY/s1600/IMG_3464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YeshYN2-EY/Tk4gqEgEcEI/AAAAAAAAFZI/T8yLDVgbDBY/s640/IMG_3464.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-7423717624595308321?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7423717624595308321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=7423717624595308321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7423717624595308321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7423717624595308321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/nakal-tapi-mengembirakan-hati.html' title='Nakal tapi mengembirakan hati.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cn3nCJFMGo8/Tk4fuOqndKI/AAAAAAAAFZE/M5p4khUNzN0/s72-c/IMG_3431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-5235856021669969985</id><published>2011-08-18T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T15:20:51.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deeper conversation.</title><content type='html'>Sudah lama aku tak duduk berdua dan bercerita kosong.&lt;div&gt;Bercerita tentang masa kini. Bermimpi tentang masa hadapan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sudah lama aku tak duduk bersila dan biarkan semuanya keluar dari hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laluan hati-mulut aku dah lama dibiarkan kosong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sudah lama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mahu tak duduk dengan aku dan kita cuma bercerita kosong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-5235856021669969985?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/5235856021669969985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=5235856021669969985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5235856021669969985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/5235856021669969985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/deeper-conversation.html' title='deeper conversation.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-3870700925118176790</id><published>2011-08-18T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T09:09:18.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mc770'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>isteri dan bakal (?) isteri bila bertemu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Berpuasa dengan suami dan berpuasa sebagai wanita 'single' ada banyak perbezaan. Perbezaan paling ketara adalah dari segi berbuka. Aku (yang masih single) main ikut sedap mulut aku nak makan apa. Kebiasaannya aku masak sebab aku malas nak pergi bazaar. Tapi aku masak ikut apa yang mulut aku nak makan dan aku jenis yang makan benda yang sama setiap hari. Bila tiba hari malas aku pergi drive-tru je. Senang sungguh hidup bujang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau dah bersuami, mana boleh buat macam tu. Setiap hari mesti nak tanya suami&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"sayang...hari ni sayang nak makan apa? Baby nak masakkan untuk sayang".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dah tak boleh nak ikut suka kita nak masak ke tak nak masak. Kena jaga perut suami supaya suami gembira dan rasa berbaloi memberi hantaran tinggi menggunung ketika masuk meminang dahulu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebenarnya aku nak cerita semalam aku pergi buka puasa di rumah Erin dengan Bismi, Wani and Tim. Erin dan Tim sudah selamat bergelar isteri jadi aku, Bismi dan Wani pergi menuntut ilmu macam mana isteri berbuka puasa bersama suami.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mula mula yang bujang nak buatkan dessert tapi terlencong pergi Sunway Pyramid dulu jadi dessert hanya tinggal angan angan sahaja. 'Buat' dessert kat kedai je lah jawabnya. Tak apa janji ada dessert.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ini Bismi. Bakal bergelar Puan juga nanti. Tahun depan katanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7kCK2wLeTE/TkvffsedVqI/AAAAAAAAFYw/P453PJU-YXo/s1600/IMG_3403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7kCK2wLeTE/TkvffsedVqI/AAAAAAAAFYw/P453PJU-YXo/s640/IMG_3403.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ini Wani. Sudah berpunya so tak payah nak minta nombor dia. Aku sorang sahaja yang memang purely single dalam ramai ramai tu.haha.LOSER sungguh rasanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xhoGeq4mugA/Tkvf3LScM4I/AAAAAAAAFY0/ni8hqR24Gds/s1600/IMG_3404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xhoGeq4mugA/Tkvf3LScM4I/AAAAAAAAFY0/ni8hqR24Gds/s640/IMG_3404.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dessert 'hasil tangan' kitorang. Nak bayar guna tangan apa. Lebih kurang la jugak kan. Dalam banyak banyak kedai cupcake yang aku pernah cuba, aku rasa kedai ni yang terbaik. One Apple kat Sunway. Tak manis tak tawar. Rasa dia just nice. Moist gila pulak tu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-5G95X4k7o/TkvgOAxzn0I/AAAAAAAAFY4/Ma9gl-Ub4Lc/s1600/IMG_3406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-5G95X4k7o/TkvgOAxzn0I/AAAAAAAAFY4/Ma9gl-Ub4Lc/s640/IMG_3406.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sampai kat rumah Erin tengok2 para isteri sedang asyik bersilat di dapur. Yang bujang buat apa? Yang bujang main try try baju. Tim baru belajar buat maxi dress and her dresses are gorgeous!!!! Aku tengok terus jatuh cinta. Lepas ni memang banyak lah koleksi maxi aku.hahaha. Siapa nak tempah boleh tanya saya :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjmn13WOPX0/Tkvgj0IAcCI/AAAAAAAAFY8/lQ5cKei4Knw/s1600/IMG_3420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjmn13WOPX0/Tkvgj0IAcCI/AAAAAAAAFY8/lQ5cKei4Knw/s640/IMG_3420.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh jatuh cinta. tapi mungkin aku tak buat top half tu guna lycra la sebab certain parts of my body terlalu menonjol kalu pakai lycra.muahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFlDi4PQ7DU/Tkvg7a7iZJI/AAAAAAAAFZA/9xyStHCKpoY/s1600/IMG_3421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFlDi4PQ7DU/Tkvg7a7iZJI/AAAAAAAAFZA/9xyStHCKpoY/s640/IMG_3421.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dan....juadahnya.teng teng teng~ Kenyang Alhamdullilah. 4 round aku ulang alik meja refill pinggan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-norkGqZgrKI/Tkve_klIJYI/AAAAAAAAFYs/cJN-okJAHOs/s1600/301266_2367260025363_1366300808_2788702_167614_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-norkGqZgrKI/Tkve_klIJYI/AAAAAAAAFYs/cJN-okJAHOs/s640/301266_2367260025363_1366300808_2788702_167614_n.jpg" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tak terbayang aku berbuka dengan suami. Huru hara mungkin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-3870700925118176790?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/3870700925118176790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=3870700925118176790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3870700925118176790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/3870700925118176790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/isteri-dan-bakal-isteri-bila-bertemu.html' title='isteri dan bakal (?) isteri bila bertemu.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w7kCK2wLeTE/TkvffsedVqI/AAAAAAAAFYw/P453PJU-YXo/s72-c/IMG_3403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-9054567218812914000</id><published>2011-08-16T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T09:23:47.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>Ekspedisi warga luar kota ke kota pt2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I love shopping but I don't like to spend much money. I don't really buy branded stuffs except for things that I know is worth my money buying it. I swear if you ever get a chance to go shopping with me, you'll never see me flips tru the new collection or new arrival section. I would just browse tru it and that's it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;You see the thing is, I'm not rich and I don't think buying expensive stuffs will make me even more better. It would only make my pocket thinner which will make myself unhappier. I believe that you carry your own self. Not the brand you are wearing. If you wear it right then it's going to look fabulous. Give Siti Nurhaliza a rm10 top and she'll wear it like it cost her rm1000.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So when it comes to buying 'new' tops or clothes, I prefer going to bundle shops. I know it will make me sneeze the hell out of me but bundle shops are to die for! (for me at least). But the problem is, there are not many bundles which cater to the ladies. Most bundles have more guy stuffs and not so much in the ladies department.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But things have change. I've found my gold mine!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They should put a trolley in here. Do you know it is hard to flip tru the clothes and holding them at the same time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GsLLg0G-xk/TkknhfXOzwI/AAAAAAAAFYM/hPDHm5hPOM0/s1600/IMG_3338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GsLLg0G-xk/TkknhfXOzwI/AAAAAAAAFYM/hPDHm5hPOM0/s640/IMG_3338.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One very satisfied customer. VERY SATISFIED.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dz7U9jFKYgM/Tkkn5wMgiQI/AAAAAAAAFYQ/VHqIpkqwbZI/s1600/IMG_3340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dz7U9jFKYgM/Tkkn5wMgiQI/AAAAAAAAFYQ/VHqIpkqwbZI/s640/IMG_3340.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-32ZC4dsLRnA/TkkosdfRgAI/AAAAAAAAFYY/o7DF7PA4mXw/s1600/IMG_3342.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-32ZC4dsLRnA/TkkosdfRgAI/AAAAAAAAFYY/o7DF7PA4mXw/s640/IMG_3342.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RyVhJv3T7M/TkkpCl4K0xI/AAAAAAAAFYc/O-MNzHQJv70/s1600/IMG_3347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6RyVhJv3T7M/TkkpCl4K0xI/AAAAAAAAFYc/O-MNzHQJv70/s640/IMG_3347.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fitting time. And campak campak to the next fitting room session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsmlEeQaHgk/TkkpX8AqT7I/AAAAAAAAFYg/8pDC0Zj0Oig/s1600/IMG_3349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsmlEeQaHgk/TkkpX8AqT7I/AAAAAAAAFYg/8pDC0Zj0Oig/s640/IMG_3349.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to make some tough decision. Only the chosen one will be taken to the counter. Sorry to those not chosen. Maybe next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZnruD8V48Q/TkkpvxSWXMI/AAAAAAAAFYk/gj_IxnhM4Q4/s1600/IMG_3352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bZnruD8V48Q/TkkpvxSWXMI/AAAAAAAAFYk/gj_IxnhM4Q4/s640/IMG_3352.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever since I watched the new LipIce TVC, I try not to forget to apply lipstick and be more aware of how pale I look when I don't have any lipstick on. That TVC buat aku sentap!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrbA22OI_J8/TkkqB0fvslI/AAAAAAAAFYo/o9n505OyVGk/s1600/IMG_3374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qrbA22OI_J8/TkkqB0fvslI/AAAAAAAAFYo/o9n505OyVGk/s640/IMG_3374.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-9054567218812914000?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/9054567218812914000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=9054567218812914000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/9054567218812914000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/9054567218812914000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/ekspedisi-warga-luar-kota-ke-kota-pt2.html' title='Ekspedisi warga luar kota ke kota pt2'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--GsLLg0G-xk/TkknhfXOzwI/AAAAAAAAFYM/hPDHm5hPOM0/s72-c/IMG_3338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-2121467778958407440</id><published>2011-08-15T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T10:55:33.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>Ekspedisi warga luar kota ke kota pt1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kalau gatal tangan kanan, kemungkinan besar ada rezeki nak dapat. Kalau gatal tangan kiri? Kemungkinan besar tak cuci tangan betul betul ( cuba untuk tidak berfikiran negatif = hilang duit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dah masuk 2 minggu berpuasa jadi memang dah tiba masanya untuk jenguk ke jalan yang hanya diserbu warga kota secara berjemaah setahun sekali. Hari hari biasa pun ada juga warga kota yang serbu jalan ni tapi kalau bulan puasa tambah lagi hujung minggu, bukan setakan warga kota, warga desa, warga emas, warga negara, warga bukan negara pun akan serbu jalan ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Jalan Tunku Abdul Rahman . Jalan TAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Maklum lah, the more the merrier kan? Jadi aku pun rasa nak join in the festival serbu menyerbu juga. Minda dan set dah ramai orang dan panas dan sesak. Tapi lupa nak set kalau hujan macam mana? Keluar car park ngam ngam hujan lebat. Redah jerrrrrrrrrrr~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kemudia hujan berhenti. Korang pernah rasa suasana di mana baru lepas hujan di atas jalan tar yang memang panas lepas tu ramai orang berjalan jalan dan bersesak sesak? Ya, perasaan yang kurang enak sedikit. Rasa sesak nafas sebab heat dari jalan naik ke atas dan bercampur pula dengan karbon dioksida yang sudah pasti sudah memenuhi ruang udara ketika itu (one hand inside lab coat and another hand pointing to a science diagram)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;warga Kuala Lumpur, warga Kelantan, warga Johor, warga Melaka, warga Negeri Sembilan, warga Perak, warga Penang, warga Kedah,warga Perlis,warga Terengganu, warga Selangor, warga Putrajaya, warga Pahang, warga Sabah Sarawak. Semua ada kat sini. Entah entah korang punya muka pun ada kat sini!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jfFMXlmAZE/TkhuAKIaTMI/AAAAAAAAFXk/IZY_tr0zYj0/s1600/IMG_3162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jfFMXlmAZE/TkhuAKIaTMI/AAAAAAAAFXk/IZY_tr0zYj0/s640/IMG_3162.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2 beg plastik sahaja. Tak lebih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iJUTJARGwqI/Tkhvbk6dNkI/AAAAAAAAFXo/j584Fgstvjw/s1600/IMG_3166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iJUTJARGwqI/Tkhvbk6dNkI/AAAAAAAAFXo/j584Fgstvjw/s640/IMG_3166.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuba cari mana mya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ5bWjO_gHs/Tkhz-mEx-4I/AAAAAAAAFXs/dXwXT-JV9vA/s1600/IMG_3170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ5bWjO_gHs/Tkhz-mEx-4I/AAAAAAAAFXs/dXwXT-JV9vA/s640/IMG_3170.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Warga luar kota yang pergi ke kota untuk merasai kemeriah membeli belah di kota bersama sama warga asing. Yang baju purple tu pelancong dari SK (South Korea?). So that explains the hanging camera on her neck and the amount of bags she has on her shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIzDEKG15so/Tkh1LmcOACI/AAAAAAAAFXw/DYdLgezOtuY/s1600/IMG_3198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIzDEKG15so/Tkh1LmcOACI/AAAAAAAAFXw/DYdLgezOtuY/s640/IMG_3198.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*roda roda Kuala Lumpur theme song playing on the background*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r89Xj58mD-Y/Tkh2ePpuANI/AAAAAAAAFX0/HRtBZQOsk4s/s1600/IMG_3200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r89Xj58mD-Y/Tkh2ePpuANI/AAAAAAAAFX0/HRtBZQOsk4s/s640/IMG_3200.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Selepas menunaikan kewajipan 5 waktu tengok masih ada masa lagi. Jadi dengan kadar sepantas angin sepoi sepoi bahasa kami (aku) memandu kereta (duta) ke Matta Fair di PWTC. Konon lah nak cari pakej holiday murah murah tapi..... bila kau seorang student dan masih belum ada gaji tetap (kecuali jaja, dia kerja gomen)...masuk Matta fair hanyalah untuk kumpul brochure dan pamplet pakej percutian sahaja untuk di isi ke dalam beg pink yang diberi 'percuma' selepas bayar tiket masuk berharga rm3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kami nak beg pink yang comel tu je sebenarnya. Boleh buat laundry bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Go go power rangers! Bertukar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e5vrnufrqks/Tkh-xoobOtI/AAAAAAAAFYI/OgHALgAlWk8/s1600/IMG_3207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e5vrnufrqks/Tkh-xoobOtI/AAAAAAAAFYI/OgHALgAlWk8/s640/IMG_3207.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Salah satu pamplet yang berjaya dikutip. Dan bakal ke tong sampah. eh chop bukan. Bakal ke recycle bin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_roS6MKwdDo/Tkh31L4-AQI/AAAAAAAAFX4/FoJHIKcPDQA/s1600/IMG_3212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_roS6MKwdDo/Tkh31L4-AQI/AAAAAAAAFX4/FoJHIKcPDQA/s640/IMG_3212.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Z_XkE3OykM/Tkh4uuTolfI/AAAAAAAAFX8/oIwCf2uNRIs/s1600/IMG_3230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Z_XkE3OykM/Tkh4uuTolfI/AAAAAAAAFX8/oIwCf2uNRIs/s640/IMG_3230.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Menu berbuka : Mana yang sempat je lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4b1Am3cLYvI/Tkh51V5TOhI/AAAAAAAAFYA/2G_VkbUUXaQ/s1600/IMG_3236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4b1Am3cLYvI/Tkh51V5TOhI/AAAAAAAAFYA/2G_VkbUUXaQ/s640/IMG_3236.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-2121467778958407440?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2121467778958407440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=2121467778958407440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2121467778958407440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2121467778958407440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/ekspedisi-warga-luar-kota-ke-kota-pt1.html' title='Ekspedisi warga luar kota ke kota pt1'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1jfFMXlmAZE/TkhuAKIaTMI/AAAAAAAAFXk/IZY_tr0zYj0/s72-c/IMG_3162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-2442503400413951422</id><published>2011-08-12T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T09:33:54.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my inception.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sebuah kajian yang pernah dijalankan mendapati seorang manusia normal akan hilang 90% memori tentang mimpi yang dia mimpi semasa tidur apabila dia bangun keesokan harinya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi hari ini aku tak lupa. Aku ingat keseluaruhan cerita mimpi aku yang sunggu ngeri semalam. Mimpi dalam mimpi dalam mimpi. Ya, aku berjaya buat filem inception sendiri. Mari aku ceritakan mimpi paling ngeri dalam sejarah hidup aku ( setakat ini).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mimpi bermula bila aku berada si sebuah kedai mencacah tatu. Dan aku sedang mencacah tatu di tangan aku. Tapi tapi tapi! masa dalam mimpi tu aku tak rasa apa apa. Tak ingat langsung yang aku mana boleh betatu. Sebab aku Islam nanti nak ambil air sembahyang tak sah kalau ada tatu. Tapi masa tu aku syok kena tatu sampai tak ingat apa apa. Nak tahu tatu apa aku buat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lebih kurang macam ni lah. Tapi in colour. Tak main la bhai hitam putih macam ni, alang alang dah buat...biar colour terus! Oh, tatu ni aku lukis di lengan kanan aku.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0sjVwwlHhqc/TE12eATry7I/AAAAAAAAQmI/6MLVFNfWf00/s320/heart-tattoo-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0sjVwwlHhqc/TE12eATry7I/AAAAAAAAQmI/6MLVFNfWf00/s640/heart-tattoo-3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;imej &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Bila tatu dah siap wah rasa sungguh cool dan hebat sebab ada tatu. Lepas tu aku pun balik ke rumah. Sampai kat rumah aku borak borak dengan housemate aku. Tiba tiba datang seorang housemate aku cucuk aku dengan lidi kat tangan kanan aku. Apa motif dia aku pun tak pasti tapi yang itu memang aku rasa sakit. memang sakit aku tak tipu sebab lidi tu kira masuk dlm daging lah jugak. Aku pun marah marah manja housemate aku lepas tu aku pergi bilik air ambil air sembahyang sebab nak sembahyang. Lepas ambil air sembahyang aku balut tangan aku dengan bandage sebab luka kan tadi (luka sikit tapi beria bandage smp pangkal lengan).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Lepas aku sembahyang, aku tengok tangan kanan aku yang kena cucuk tadi bengkak. Fuh biru babe tangan gua! Aku pun hangin la terus marah tak manja manja dah housemate aku yang cucuk tadi. Masa tu tangan dah mula kebas dah (tapi aku rasa mungkin masa ni aku tidur tertindih tangan sebab tu aku rasa kebas). Aku bising bising sikit then aku keluar. Konon nak pergi klinik dapatkan rawatan lanjut. Masa ni tak sedar lagi tangan bertatu . Sambil aku drive kereta kelisa warna coklat cair (bukan kereta aku dalam dunia sebenar) aku tersedar yang aku ada tatu! Terus aku mengucap panjang yang memang stok sambil menangis punya sebab baru tersedar aku dah buat sesuatu yang sungguh dilarang agama dan memang nak patah balik pun susah. Sepanjang dalam kereta aku menagis sambil mengucap panjang sambil berkata "bodoh!bodoh!" kepada diri sendiri..... dan aku sumpah aku memang ingat benda tu betul bukan mimpi. Memang tak rasa macam mimpi langsung. Siap terfikir macam mana nak mandi wajib, macam mana nak ambil air sembahyang,mana nak cari duit nak buang tatu guna laser, apa nak explain kat mama papa, macam mana nanti orang tengok perempuan pakai tudung tapi ada tatu besar bapak kat lengan...macam macam aku terfikir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sampai satu tahap aku niat dalam hati (ketika dalam mimpi) : i rather wet my bed and realized this is just a dream than realizing that i am not dreaming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku drive sampai lah ke satu kawasan rumah flat.Flat memang buruk stok rumah hantu. Aku pn macam tahu tahu itu rumah aku. Aku naik atas tingkat berapa entah then masuk rumah. Aku nampak sepupu aku si &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001191565758"&gt;Farah&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;tengah nyenyak tidur atas kerusi. Tapi...rumah tu memang stok tumah hantu macam dalam cerita hantu malaysia. Yang jenis tak ada lampu, malap, barang bersepah sepah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;....Dan yang paling ngeri atas lantai rumah aku banyka gila maggots (ulat sampah) sampai ada 5-6 ekor yang besar macam ni!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media1.break.com/dnet/media/2007/11/29nov21-big-ass-maggot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://media1.break.com/dnet/media/2007/11/29nov21-big-ass-maggot.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;imej&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/"&gt; google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku halau (halau ulat sampah?pelik.) ulat ulat tu keluar tapi dorang boleh masuk balik dengan senang sebab pintu rumah aku berlubang. Aku memang rasa sungguh tertekan sebab "apa ni?apa ni?". Tak faham kenapa jadi macam ini. Sumpah memang rasa macam real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku keluar rumah dan ambil keputusan nak terjun ke bawah sebab kalau mimpi mesti aku terkejut dan tersedar masa jatuh kan? Aku terjun...... dan ya aku tersedar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh mimpi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi belum habis mimpi lagi rupanya. Tapi kali ni pun aku tak rasa macam aku mimpi. Rasa macam betul jadi. Aku 'terjaga' tengok tengok aku kat rumah siapa entah. Tapi perempuan. Perempuan tu menangis sebab suami dia tak balik kerja lagi dan dia bersangka buruk bahawa suami dia ada perempuan lain. Dia senang senang ajak aku yang baru 'bangun' ni pergi cari suami dia. Konon nak attack la kalau tengah bercerekarama dengan perempuan lain. Aku pun bawak la dia naik kereta aku tapi kereta kembara pulak (pun bukan kereta aku di dunia sebenar). Tapi kitorang tak berjaya jumpa suami dia. Aku pun cakap aku nak balik dan aku pesan suruh dia balik je lah rumah mak dia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tiba tiba handphone aku bunyi. Ada mesej masuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku tersedar. Cis mimpi lagi! Tapi kali ni memang aku tersedar yang betul punya terus aku check lengan takut takut ada tatu. Lega tengok tangan bersih suci tanpa tatu cuma bulu lengan yang lebat macam gorila.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sungguh aku rasa takut lagi lagi mimpi pertama. Aku bertatu?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Subhanallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: Mimpi mimpi ni aku dapat masa aku tidur lepas sembahyang subuh pagi tadi. Lepas sahur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-2442503400413951422?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/2442503400413951422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=2442503400413951422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2442503400413951422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/2442503400413951422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-inception.html' title='my inception.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0sjVwwlHhqc/TE12eATry7I/AAAAAAAAQmI/6MLVFNfWf00/s72-c/heart-tattoo-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-474131962261489769</id><published>2011-08-10T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T14:20:25.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dah 10 hari puasa, boleh bercerita persiapan raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Baru bulan puasa tapi dah ingat pasal baju raya. Puasa macam mana?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ini pengakuan ikhlas aku. Dulu masa aku kecik aku liat nak puasa. maklum lah, ramai kawan sebaya yang masih lagi tak puasa. Ada satu peristiwa, masa aku duduk di Birmingham, UK. Masa tu bulan puasa..aku berumur 8 tahun kalau tak silap. Maklum lah hidup dikelilingi oleh mat salleh yang tak puasa jadi hati aku pun nak tak nak puasa jugak. kena pulak masa tu summer. Memang lama lah tunggu nak buka puasa. Jadi aku merancang untuk memonteng puasa. Masa tu adik bongsu aku baru berumur setahun lebih nak masuk 2 tahun macam tu lah. Petang petang memang mama bagi lepas keluar rumah tapi depan pintu rumah je lah. Jadi petang tu mama buat karipap untuk buka puasa. Aku bagi adik bongsu aku seketul lepas tu aku bawak dia main depan pintu rumah. normal lah bayi, kalau dah dia pegang sesuatu lepas tu kau sua mulut kau ternganga ngaga depan dia..memang sah lah dia akan suap. Biarpun dia pegang batu sekalipun. Ya, itu memang plan aku. Aku buat buat main nganga depan adik aku yang memegang karipap di tangan kanannya. Dan tak perlu lah aku beritahu apa yang jadi seterusnya. Korang cukup bijak untuk fikir sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Itu masa umur 8 tahun ok. Sekarang aku cuba sedaya upaya puasa penuh tapi aku subur.Apakan daya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Jadi sekarang mari kita cerita tentang baju raya pula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Dulu masa kecik, bila tiba bulan puasa perkara pertama yang aku fikir ialah : baju raya. Tak sabar tunggu mama ajak pergi beli baju raya. Dahulu, aku ikut aje apa yang mama aku beli. Dulu memang tak ada kuasa untuk memilih baju sendiri sebab kuasa veto terletak di tangan super-mama. Sebab dulu tak pandai nak pilih jadi apa sahaja yang mama pilih semua aku rasa cantik. Tambah tambah lagi aku seorang sahaja anak perempuan dia, tak kan lah mama nak bagi anak perempuan dia pakai baju tak lawa kan? Dulu baju kurung cuma sepasang untuk pakai hari raya pertama. raya kedua, ketiga, keempat, kelima baju casual.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekarang bila dah besar, 4 pasang baju kurung dan tak ada baju kasual. Mama kata aku dah besar kena pakai baju kurung bila beraya supaya bakal bakal mak mertua terpikat melihat keayuan aku berbaju kurung. *flips hair sambil duduk bersimpuh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi, tahun ini kenapa ada 2 pasang baju kurung je? Jadi kena lah recycle baju kurung lama. Alah, sejak dah besar ni aku macam tak heran sangat baju raya berapa pasang. Janji aku raya boleh makan macam macam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sneak peek baju raya tahun ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L716k4mIybY/TkIZnr4FLoI/AAAAAAAAFXg/JLx33WrMJlo/s1600/IMG_3125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L716k4mIybY/TkIZnr4FLoI/AAAAAAAAFXg/JLx33WrMJlo/s640/IMG_3125.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Tahun ini aku ada tambahan sikit. Oleh kerana baju raya aku sikit, jadi aku nak beli benda lain yang boleh dibuat beraya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aku nak beli kerongsang dokoh yang boleh buat rantai sekali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfMNgLPUkZ8/SUsETBF7v5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/k0U9qUDOmX8/s400/Dokoh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LfMNgLPUkZ8/SUsETBF7v5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/k0U9qUDOmX8/s640/Dokoh.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Selain itu, aku juga berhajat nak bagi duit raya kepada adik adik aku. Tak dapat bagi banyak, bagi sikit pun jadi lah ikut kemampuan. Yang pasti adik adik aku akan dapat duit raya dari aku. Teringin jugak nak bagi duit raya kat mama papa tapi gaji tidak mengizinkan. Maklum lah aku kerja penat tapi bos kedekut tak nak buat aku jadi&amp;nbsp;permanent walaupun aku dah kerja 4 bulan, jadi gaji ciput sahaja (jadi sebab itu aku resign hujung bulan ini, yay!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau ada duit lebih aku nak beli handbag raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian cerita tentang persiapan raya aku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-474131962261489769?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/474131962261489769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=474131962261489769&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/474131962261489769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/474131962261489769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/dah-10-hari-puasa-boleh-bercerita.html' title='Dah 10 hari puasa, boleh bercerita persiapan raya.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L716k4mIybY/TkIZnr4FLoI/AAAAAAAAFXg/JLx33WrMJlo/s72-c/IMG_3125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-1174022986272431957</id><published>2011-08-09T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:27:00.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pemberian walau sekecil zarah tetap akan dihitung :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pernah dengar pepatah "tangan yang memberi lebih baik dari tangan yang menerima"? Bulan Ramadhan ini elok lah kita saling memberi. Tak dapat beri wang ringgit, dapat beri sokongan moral pun sudah memadai. jadi aku ingin menjemput korang semua memberi sokongan moral kepada kawan aku yang cun melecun tapi sudah menjadi isteri orang kini.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Langkah pertama&lt;/b&gt; : 'Like" page &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Odisi-Studio/198589603512444"&gt;Odisi Studio&lt;/a&gt; di Facebook.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Langkah Kedua&lt;/b&gt; : &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=233823363322401&amp;amp;set=a.233552176682853.58634.198589603512444&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;theater"&gt;'Like' gambar kawan aku yang bernama Fatimah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;. Boleh klik pada ayat itu sahaja dan ia akan terus membawa kalian semua ke gambar kawan aku.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Langkah ketiga &lt;/b&gt;: Korang boleh tersenyum sebab korang dah berjaya memberi sokongan moral kepada seorang insan yang memerlukan. Tahniah! sebab berjaya buat satu perkara baik di bulan Ramadhan ini. Selain itu korang jugak telah bakar sedikit kalori di bulan puasa ini dengan usaha usaha anda meng-klik gambar tersebut. pasti korang akan kelihatan lebih anggun di Hari Raya nanti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku ucapkan jutaan terima kasih bagi pihak kawan aku kepada korang yang sudi 'like' gambar ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2EguApQZas/TkDLAeFYCjI/AAAAAAAAFXM/P1gMZ82U4i8/s1600/myawesomepix.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2EguApQZas/TkDLAeFYCjI/AAAAAAAAFXM/P1gMZ82U4i8/s640/myawesomepix.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-1174022986272431957?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/1174022986272431957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=1174022986272431957&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1174022986272431957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/1174022986272431957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/pemberian-walau-sekecil-zarah-tetap.html' title='Pemberian walau sekecil zarah tetap akan dihitung :)'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2EguApQZas/TkDLAeFYCjI/AAAAAAAAFXM/P1gMZ82U4i8/s72-c/myawesomepix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-4173697028435874993</id><published>2011-08-03T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:20:53.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alhamdullilah :) rezeki hari rabu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;hari ini bermula agak lousy. dengan drama terhebat abad ini yang berlaku di rumah tengah malam semalam, dengan tak cukup tidur, dengan lewat bangun sahur. aku pergi kerja macam zombie. dalam kelas curi curi tidur sambil berdiri sebelah student. kena pulak hari ini anak anak pak arab mulut bertambah kecoh. sibuk dengan blackberry masing masing. aku terpekik terlolong depan kelas. sabar sungguh hari ini. arabs, kalau bergaduh mulut dari subang jaya ss18 sampai KLCC pun boleh dengar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;habis kelas aku melepek dekat meja. bos duduk depan aku sambil minum necafe panas. bos memang terbaik uji iman saya. bertambah pahala saya, tapi kurang lah pahala bos. sedang berbual dengan bos, tiba tiba tapak tangan kanan gatal. aku garu guna jari kanan (mls nak angkat tangan kiri utk garu tangan kanan). tiba tiba ada email masuk inbox. buka email dan tersenyum lebar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Alhamdullilah. rezeki Ramadhan Allah berikan :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;duit raya pertama tahun ini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EBuzp84iL5U/Tjj0mZ1tWtI/AAAAAAAAFXI/6BB2votZn10/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="374" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EBuzp84iL5U/Tjj0mZ1tWtI/AAAAAAAAFXI/6BB2votZn10/s640/Untitled.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;semoga hari ini dan hari akan datang berjalan dengan lancar :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-4173697028435874993?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/4173697028435874993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=4173697028435874993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4173697028435874993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/4173697028435874993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/alhamdullilah-rezeki-hari-rabu.html' title='alhamdullilah :) rezeki hari rabu.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EBuzp84iL5U/Tjj0mZ1tWtI/AAAAAAAAFXI/6BB2votZn10/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-7386709447292473510</id><published>2011-08-01T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:28:18.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>one thing i'm good at.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;...is shopping!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;before you label me as a shopaholic, look around you first and point me one girl who doesn't love shopping or going to the mall with her girlfriends. gotcha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;pardon me but there's sale everywhere! when i turn my head to the left i can see " 70% off". then i turn to the right and again... " further markdown 50% + 20%". i tried avoiding the shops but come on...it was a mall. there's no point going to the mall and not go into shops. let alone shops with discounts up to 70%. and you know what makes it even harder to not go into the shops and actually buying things? when you go shopping with your best girlfriends who happens to be shoppers too! now that is almost impossible to do. peer pressure...im talking about peer pressure. it's a problem no one in the world can give a solution to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i just don't want to calculate how much i've spent or how many times i've swiped my credit card on that day. but i have too because i don't like to suspend my cc payment. i end up paying half of what i've spent on my credit card the very &amp;nbsp;next day. i don't like to see a huge figure in my cc's statement.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;and i'm dead broke now. but beyond that, i was one happy girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you'll never leave the mall empty handed when you go shopping with these girls. you'll at least carry one small plastic bag or a tiny paper bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqhme6YjO_Y/TjaagqAkKFI/AAAAAAAAFWQ/LEYr-F94R3E/s1600/IMG_2968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqhme6YjO_Y/TjaagqAkKFI/AAAAAAAAFWQ/LEYr-F94R3E/s640/IMG_2968.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mya and fets discussing about the shoes. angkat letak angkat letak. last2 angkat tak letak letak dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Xz8IkodiFo/Tjaa-Us5-CI/AAAAAAAAFWU/qHI1tvw3sXQ/s1600/IMG_2974.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1Xz8IkodiFo/Tjaa-Us5-CI/AAAAAAAAFWU/qHI1tvw3sXQ/s640/IMG_2974.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i got these for only rm5!! super-steal! and super nipis too. haven't plan on when to wear it tho. see..the power of peer pressure. u'll buy things u don't actually need or know when to wear. i've bought 2 pairs of wedges earlier and this is the 3rd pair i bought in one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QojzX920_qI/Tjabfhtd1QI/AAAAAAAAFWY/mBlBrHh4uyU/s1600/IMG_2979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QojzX920_qI/Tjabfhtd1QI/AAAAAAAAFWY/mBlBrHh4uyU/s640/IMG_2979.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i almost bought this. but didn't and now i regret it.should have bought it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZoI8jxLLog/Tjab-yaCiLI/AAAAAAAAFWc/I-c8z4XUAVg/s1600/IMG_2987.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XZoI8jxLLog/Tjab-yaCiLI/AAAAAAAAFWc/I-c8z4XUAVg/s640/IMG_2987.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we found this jeans which made our legs look lean and slim. and it's 50% off from normal price. we bought it right away. you know you're bestfriends with each other when you don't mind buying the exact same pair of jeans with your girlfriends. :) i tell you la this jeans is like super magic! it fits perfectly on each one of us! that's it...after this if i'm ever going to buy a new pair of jeans, i'm heading straight to DP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l9dTv_Cfh6U/TjacWY77CrI/AAAAAAAAFWg/DaNcVdDAxxk/s1600/IMG_2992.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l9dTv_Cfh6U/TjacWY77CrI/AAAAAAAAFWg/DaNcVdDAxxk/s640/IMG_2992.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ambil feeling nak raya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hCFq2e3oQTY/TjacyV2ZBgI/AAAAAAAAFWk/ck-OCAb1GTo/s1600/IMG_3000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hCFq2e3oQTY/TjacyV2ZBgI/AAAAAAAAFWk/ck-OCAb1GTo/s640/IMG_3000.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after all those shopping, we were all hungry and the best place to feast is nasi daun pisang nirwana. burp~.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QANZtPpb0WA/TjadOEKkC9I/AAAAAAAAFWo/AFpY7CDFDrA/s1600/IMG_3025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QANZtPpb0WA/TjadOEKkC9I/AAAAAAAAFWo/AFpY7CDFDrA/s640/IMG_3025.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home with less money in our pocket but a much much more happy heart :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2773837287766156643-7386709447292473510?l=pickletwinkle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/feeds/7386709447292473510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2773837287766156643&amp;postID=7386709447292473510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7386709447292473510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2773837287766156643/posts/default/7386709447292473510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pickletwinkle.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-thing-im-good-at.html' title='one thing i&apos;m good at.'/><author><name>stardust.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17913941465271749055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GoqiiIifQpc/Thwa_ZwwA3I/AAAAAAAAFOo/oTbi_Jub57U/s220/IMG_2074.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cqhme6YjO_Y/TjaagqAkKFI/AAAAAAAAFWQ/LEYr-F94R3E/s72-c/IMG_2968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2773837287766156643.post-7470237881593398939</id><published>2011-08-01T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T15:32:07.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimbajimba'/><title type='text'>there's one thing im not good at.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i suck at planning a surprise birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;seriously, i can never throw a birthday party. or any party. i just don't know how to party T___T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;it was the month of july and 2 of my bestfriends are july babies. i wanted to throw them a big surprise party where i expect them to jump or at least put on a shocked face when i open the door and shout "surprise!!!!!". &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;no. as guessed it, it didn't happened that way. it was the other way around. me and faten were the one jumping around and the birthday girls were just staring back at us blankly. so here is what actually happened behind the scene of the birthday party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;on friday night after we got back from dinner (and berjumpa buah hati ku yang gantang sekali), me and faten get started with the decorations. i told mezah im not going to be home that night so she won't want to sleep at my house on friday.geddit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;proses membuat banner low cost. i did most of the cutting. faten did most of the talking.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPctUNsKCu0/TjZK7IAf9QI/AAAAAAAAFVg/vVgOjBGoCXQ/s1600/IMG_2841.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rPctUNsKCu0/TjZK7IAf9QI/AAAAAAAAFVg/vVgOjBGoCXQ/s640/IMG_2841.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the next day, after sending my car for service (going back to kuantan this weekend), me and fets went to JJ bukit raja to get some more stuffs for the party and to watch my super-awesome-imaginary-2nd-boyfriends bradley cooper. oh bradley. your eyes your smile. come convert come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;captain america wait for me. coming to see u soon. bila tak pasti la plak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUfixcYq1rg/TjZMLS4UQUI/AAAAAAAAFVo/3a5KAmwxe2U/s1600/IMG_2853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUfixcYq1rg/TjZMLS4UQUI/AAAAAAAAFVo/3a5KAmwxe2U/s640/IMG_2853.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and terbeli 2 pasang kasut raya. terbeli.niat nak beli sunglasses tapi terbeli kasut raya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Usy86jgDXJ4/TjZMUb1nf-I/AAAAAAAAFVs/WJXDTkOMHNQ/s1600/IMG_2855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Usy86jgDXJ4/TjZMUb1nf-I/AAAAAAAAFVs/WJXDTkOMHNQ/s640/IMG_2855.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;stuff we got for the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6nB1tm206eg/TjZMtmcNgGI/AAAAAAAAFVw/dPEhPjEk9wc/s1600/IMG_2860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6nB1tm206eg/TjZMtmcNgGI/AAAAAAAAFVw/dPEhPjEk9wc/s640/IMG_2860.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the serious look of a ribbon-tier. took her almost 15 minutes and 4 balloons to complete it.good job fets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QUOtbAVN90w/TjZM9nqhxfI/AAAAAAAAFV0/U62dqd4PxPk/s1600/IMG_2866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QUOtbAVN90w/TjZM9nqhxfI/AAAAAAAAFV0/U62dqd4PxPk/s640/IMG_2866.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktCVHpP20NI/TjZNHFAnJ_I/AAAAAAAAFV4/Qyg_hFbeX9c/s1600/IMG_2868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktCVHpP20NI/TjZNHFAnJ_I/AAAAAAAAFV4/Qyg_hFbeX9c/s640/IMG_2868.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the result! boleh la kan for a person who never throws a party before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4J-ArPRD44/TjZNZ3KQMpI/AAAAAAAAFV8/nRnsEkeP2jY/s1600/IMG_2870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o4J-ArPRD44/TjZNZ3KQMpI/AAAAAAAAFV8/nRnsEkeP2jY/s640/IMG_2870.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the cupcakes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTbPAi9Qwh4/TjZVCPDg-dI/AAAAAAAAFWA/yR2wcFxbwic/s1600/IMG_2883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTbPAi9Qwh4/TjZVCPDg-dI/AAAAAAAAFWA/yR2wcFxbwic/s640/IMG_2883.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;birthday girls : mezah and jaja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mb02LQQrlTU/TjZVOlZrMrI/AAAAAAAAFWE/ObxolcghFpU/s1600/IMG_2890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mb02LQQrlTU/TjZVOlZrMrI/AAAAAAAAFWE/ObxolcghFpU/s640/IMG_2890.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and birthday girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mtr7gdWTWEU/TjZVd0Mbt1I/AAAAAAAAFWI/wk4KkQYJCZ0/s1600/IMG_2944.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: justify;"&gt;jumaat lepas sebenarnya patut pergi date dengan buah hati. tapi sbb tahu hari jumaat mesti balik lewat dari masa biasa sebab anak murid pny ayah ada habit suka datang suka suka hati tanpa menghiraukan perasaan guru yang penat menunggu. jadi kena lah cancel janji nak dating.nanti kalau lambat lama pulak dia tunggu kan. hampa sungguh. dah lama dah plan nak dating tapi sebabkan kerja terpaksa batalkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;jadi pulang ke rumah bukak fesbuk tengok buah hati update kat twitter nak pegi keluar. hati meronta ronta nk ikut jugak. tapi pendamkan je lah. tak lama lepas tu faten pun tiba. aku pun luahkan perasaan sedih dan hampa tak dapat pergi dating dengan lelaki kesayangan aku. so faten pn ajak pergi makan bagi tenang sikit perasaan yang bergelora. bukan makan tempat biasa. tapi pergi makan tempat yang buah hati memang pergi makan sekali time tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;sampai di tempat parking, "oh ramainya kereta. ade ke tempat parking?" tiba tiba nampak buah hati tengah borak2 dengan kawan2 dia kat dalam kedai makan. dan kebetulan nampak ada parking kosong sebelah sebuah kereta. lalu masuk lah parking. smp dpn kedai pelayan tanya, "berapa orang?". aku cakap "2 person pls". buah hati tak perasan lagi aku dah ada kat situ. kebetulan pulak waiter bagi table yang menghadap table buah hati. ini peluang baik nak tinjau apa buah hati buat. oh rupanyan mmg dia sekadar lepak dengan kawan. legaaaa hatiku. tapi nampak gaya mcm dah nak balik je. takpe.kita order makan dulu sebab lapar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;faten yang setia menemani aku meninjau buah hati yang lepak dengan kawan kawan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9D0y_ukMkZA/TjUrhtL2RCI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/j7I9Hczu390/s1600/IMG_2831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9D0y_ukMkZA/TjUrhtL2RCI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/j7I9Hczu390/s640/IMG_2831.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;share dengan faten. bukan kah sharing is caring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI0PLj9d8aA/TjUsT1hWNWI/AAAAAAAAFVY/HbsI9zPL_7U/s1600/IMG_2835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OI0PLj9d8aA/TjUsT1hWNWI/AAAAAAAAFVY/HbsI9zPL_7U/s640/IMG_2835.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lepas habis makan elok pulak si buah hati bangun nak balik. aku pun cepat2 pergi ke kereta aku. risau nanti kantoi pulak aku tinjau dari jauh. nanti buah hati kata aku ni tak percayakan dia pulak. tiba tiba faten nampak buah hati aku datang ke arah kereta aku. eh dia perasan ke aku ada? aku buat buat cool masa tu. oh rupanya kereta dia park sebelah kereta aku. bila dia smp aku pun panggil nama dia. menyahut :) oh manisnya senyuman buah hati aku. sempat berbual mesra sekejap sebab dia nak balik ada hal katanya.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;siapa buah hati aku?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;no. bukan sabrina. sabrina pengarang jantung. ini buah hati. lelaki dewasa. berumur 26 tahun. baru hari ini aku akan kenalkan kepada semua siapa dia yang bertahta di hati aku :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;nak tengok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-al
