<?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-29578676</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:15:29.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadiah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-6047495121449139646</id><published>2008-12-29T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:35:31.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's My Birthday!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since blogger is not helping much with uploading the pictures, here's a much better way to view them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetiecuriouscity.multiply.com/photos/album/20/Nadiahs_Birthday_Eve"&gt;My Birthday Eve&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Happy 22nd Birthday to Me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkTNRRpglI/AAAAAAAAAE0/98sxeoj8kMo/s1600-h/DSC_1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285276756392641106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkTNRRpglI/AAAAAAAAAE0/98sxeoj8kMo/s320/DSC_1177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is yet another exciting day... Weeeeeee..................!!! Thanks lil' sis for the shoes and thanks to me for getting you 2 shirts and 2 skirts! That is not doing any better la! But but... I should once again thank My Man for getting me another prezzie! Love the Crocs MJ sandal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love you very the much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUYcc9yyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XajdpClip8w/s1600-h/DSC_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285278047883086626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUYcc9yyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XajdpClip8w/s320/DSC_1277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aww... What a sweeeet couple! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUX6DuAKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QoZaPMemGYU/s1600-h/DSC_1276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285278038650388642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUX6DuAKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QoZaPMemGYU/s320/DSC_1276.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUX51S4XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/f87blXjgVhg/s1600-h/DSC_1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285278038589890930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUX51S4XI/AAAAAAAAAFM/f87blXjgVhg/s320/DSC_1271.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Posing with the Bright Blue Car!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUXfwFVPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/f3LAZUV38Dc/s1600-h/DSC_1269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285278031588709618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUXfwFVPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/f3LAZUV38Dc/s320/DSC_1269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sisterly Love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUXNfIFDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vBfWoVcQerA/s1600-h/DSC_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285278026685748274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkUXNfIFDI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vBfWoVcQerA/s320/DSC_1260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's all folks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 4 days off have come to an end..... :( Reality Check ----&gt;Back to Work!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-6047495121449139646?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/6047495121449139646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=6047495121449139646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/6047495121449139646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/6047495121449139646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday!!!!'/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVkTNRRpglI/AAAAAAAAAE0/98sxeoj8kMo/s72-c/DSC_1177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-2485292571589925390</id><published>2008-12-28T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:36:49.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings...</title><content type='html'>Alhaamdulilah, everything went smoothly on 211208. The mini engagement was just among our family members and Insya Allah, we will be tying our knot end of next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday celebration for my 22nd birthday was a blast! The day started of with a dinner at Furama Hotel, next to Secret Recipe for desserts, followed by a movie at PS and finally to Al-Majlis for a sheesha. Thanks to all my Loved ones for all the well planned Surprises! Except for the dinner at Furama! Hahaha... Faz was driving around People's Park and the Furama Hotel buiding happened to be right infront of me, so I actually told him to go there for dinner since I was really humgry at that point of time, Padahal, padahal! They were actually planning to go there and make it a surprise! Hah! Sure they hate me for that! Sorry guys for screwing the beginning part of all the unexpected surprises! Nonetheless, no words can decsribe the wonderful day spent. Probably the pictures will tell it all! But.... Will upload the pictures later coz I'm having difficulty uploading the prictures... Dunnoe why though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVgZt1-u3hI/AAAAAAAAABc/2tkjerEsytA/s1600-h/DSC_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lH1gu3y7WQ/SVgZt1-u3hI/AAAAAAAAABc/2tkjerEsytA/s1600-h/DSC_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thanks Dear for all the beautiful gifts! The magnificent diamond ring, the gorgeous handbag, the classy purse and of course the Special supplementary card! You're my man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-2485292571589925390?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/2485292571589925390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=2485292571589925390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/2485292571589925390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/2485292571589925390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2008/12/happenings.html' title='Happenings...'/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-4496390633533869636</id><published>2008-12-15T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:38:40.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>Suddenly I had the urge to blog again. Reading back all my old entries made me realized how much I have grown over the years. It seems that my life back then were mostly all about ‘dancing’, ‘SNT’, ‘lepaking’ and ‘Fazly’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently, only 1 out of the mentioned matters is happening in my life. Fazly. We are still holding strong to our relationship. Our relationship has in fact grown as much as we have grown today. I would say our relationship has now comes with expectations as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my dear friends, I am truly sorry if I have gone missing for quite some time. To be honest, I have no idea why that happens. Career seems a big role to me now and probably that's the reason why. Even though I am only 2 years experience in the working world, it feels like I have gone through it a lifetime. Haha. Weird as it may sound but it has given me great opportunities!!! I am constantly learning and learning never stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason could be because my free time is mostly spent with my family. Family is everything to me. Speaking of which, I am looking forward to see my Mum in 4 hours time. I hope and pray that she has a safe journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am missing my friends and if anyone of you happens to read this, please update me of any meeting up sessions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss performing too! But I have to sacrifice my passion as I doubt if I have the spare time for that. Sacrificing something you love to do is never easy, you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot more to share and say but too bad, so sad I have to get back to work now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The biggest adventure you can ever take is to live the life of your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-4496390633533869636?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/4496390633533869636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=4496390633533869636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/4496390633533869636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/4496390633533869636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-116289225196907789</id><published>2006-11-07T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T02:10:00.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to update about the 'hari raya' outings but the pics are all over the place right now.&lt;br /&gt;The update can wait while I sort out the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload soon. When eh? Ah!, tu soalan bonus. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh yah.....&lt;br /&gt;As to the previous entry on my &lt;em&gt;new-old job&lt;/em&gt; dilemma, I've found a solution to it. Not the best but quite workable. I'm so much relieved now. So yah, I will not extend my 1 month notice coz I don't think it would be a good idea to delay my new job. I mean what's the use of me tendering and serving a full month notice if it's not for my boss to find the replacement within the whole month. But I will still be coming back once in a while to help him till he gets the replacement (&lt;em&gt;tak sampai hati pulak&lt;/em&gt;) since he's really busy with the upcoming conference. Aniwes, thanks Rashidah for the thoughtful opinion, it works! :D&lt;br /&gt;I will be starting my new job soon and its gonna be a whole new experience.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this may not be the best job but no harm trying. I won't know if its best till I try more than once anyway. It can't be best or worse without comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When making decisions think more of ourselves than others as we are the one facing the consequences eventually. So dun be bothered whether people will like it or not as long as you can decide you like. Can never please everyone so start with just pleasing yourself first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Trueness-ism. But I can't bring myself to practice that. I have this habit of trying to please everyone. Not trying to be in everybody's good books but I just want everybody to be happy or at least fine with whatever decision I make so that it won't leave me with any negative feelings. Well, its hard not to care what others think but its doubly hard to give a heck of what they think. Horrendous! Hahahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-116289225196907789?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/116289225196907789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=116289225196907789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/116289225196907789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/116289225196907789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-to-update-about-hari-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-116227953837066680</id><published>2006-10-31T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:11:05.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow! 3 weeks without updates. And without me realizing it, the 1st week of Syawal has passed. See how fast time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwes, just wanna wish a belated &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin to all Muslims&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yah I know it's a bit too late but it's better than never rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The celebration of Hari Raya was great of course with all the sinful food, the colourful costumes and most importantly, the family get-together. But somehow, I felt that I don't &lt;em&gt;deserve&lt;/em&gt; the celebration. &lt;em&gt;Puasa stakat menahan lapar dan dahaga.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Apa gunanye&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let's take a look at the definition of Hari Raya/Eidul-fitr&lt;/strong&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Eid ul-Fitr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, often abbreviated as simply &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Eid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sometimes spelled Eid al-Fitr in the Roman alphabet, is an&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Islamic holiday&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;marks the end of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/ramadan-4" target="_top"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ramadan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;, the month of fasting. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Fitr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; means "to break" and therefore &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;symbolizes the breaking of the fasting period and of all evil habits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eid is a time to come together as a community and to renew friendship and family ties. This is a time for peace for all Muslims in the world to devote to prayers and mutual well-being.&lt;br /&gt;It is a joyous occasion with important religious significance. Happiness is observed at attaining spiritual uplift after a month of fasting. Muslims dress in holiday attire. After attending the special congregational prayer in the morning, worshippers greet and embrace each other in a spirit of peace, love, and brotherhood. Visiting friends and relatives is common.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Muslims, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eid ul-Fitr is a joyful celebration of the achievement of enhanced piety&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It is a day of forgiveness, moral victory and peace, of congregation, fellowship, brotherhood and unity. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Muslims are not only celebrating the end of fasting, but thanking God for the help and strength that they believe he gave them throughout the previous month to help them practice self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Thus, that explains the feeling of emptiness during the day of celebration. Haiz. The definition mentioned above is solely for sharing and also for us to have a better understanding on Hari Raya. That's all. No pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we tend to forget the true meaning of Hari raya or maybe to view it wrongly. For instance, some might regard hari raya as a celebration celebrated on the whole month of Syawal when it's a celebration only on the first day of Syawal. But of course, one day wouldn't be enough for all the visitings and I guess that's why most of us will take the whole month of Syawal as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'hari raya'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so as to keep the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'hari raya'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mood going. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said of hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now looking forward to my new job. However, there's a problem. Haiz. One after another. First, I was really hesitant to tell my current boss that I'm tendering my resignation. I could burst out laughing fits when I recalled the day when I tendered. Hahahahaha. I really made a fool out of myself. But at the brighter note, I'm quite proud of myself that I actually did it. But the problem is I have to work an extra week after serving my full month notice, meaning, I can't start my new job on the affirmed date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Option 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Be an understanding staff since my boss need more time to find a replacement as he's busy with the upcoming conference during the moth of November. Then, explain the situation to my new job's company and leave them a very bad impression of myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Option 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Just leave after serving my full month notice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually for Option 1. But I've yet to inform my new job's company and I'm hoping that they would understand. Would they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizzzz.... I'm really suck at making decision and I really hate this whole thing which keeps me wondering and pondering over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, what should I do???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-116227953837066680?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/116227953837066680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=116227953837066680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/116227953837066680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/116227953837066680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow-3-weeks-without-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-116047141500885951</id><published>2006-10-10T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T02:12:24.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-BLOG UNDER CONSTRUCTION-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-116047141500885951?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/116047141500885951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=116047141500885951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/116047141500885951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/116047141500885951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-under-construction.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115984716433260304</id><published>2006-10-03T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:17:47.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trainings have been frequent and Im really loving every moment spent during the trainings. But training during the period of fasting month is a bit challenging, be it before or after buka. You will either feel so tired or so berat and bloated. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Selamat menjalani ibadah puasa kepada semua muslimin dan &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;muslimat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, my blog oso fasting, dats y long time neve update. Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I lepak till late and yst lepaking session with the guys really cracks me up, especially wit Fid around. Noe wat, Fid? The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gemuk Kerinting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kid is still on my mind and not forgetting the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mute-yet-&lt;/em&gt;crying-&lt;em&gt;mouth-wide-open&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; baby. Hahahahaha.... Guess whose son could that be? Hehehe ok sori&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; dats really mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so sleepy, tired and restless right now.... sighhhh........&lt;br /&gt;But I've got no choice but to keep myself awake! This is so pathetic......&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the price you pay fer staying out late. Heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115984716433260304?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115984716433260304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115984716433260304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115984716433260304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115984716433260304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/10/trainings-have-been-frequent-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115880803513846750</id><published>2006-09-21T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:09:23.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The get-together with the girlfriends on last Sunday was full of funness. The initial plan was to go to Sentosa but since it was during the period of raining season, we thought it might not be a good idea. So, we thought of chilling at Lydia's place. But... Last min they changed the plan again coz Lydia insisted on going to Sentosa. By the time we reached there, it was already quite late. Haha. And the best part was that we were all drenched by the rain for like erm….. enough for us to get really really soaked. But thank goodness we have our very own weather forecaster yg bole la harap jugak. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hang-out at PS Starbucks after that was doubly fun with many many pictures taking. Wonder who took our pictures? Haha. The 2 guys (cant recall their names la… heh) who were my girlfriends' boy-friend... Sure they regretted for coming down. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ended the day with dinner at Simpang Bedok. It was a surprised-treat by Lydia's boy-friend. Ok, ni confirm die menyesal meeting with us. &lt;em&gt;da la kene amekkan gambar, den duit terkopak plak.&lt;/em&gt; Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Girls for the day and especially Faryn for the car-ride. The guys who were there too yg telah meriahkan suasana pada hari itu.. Heehe.. And and the treat by erm... sape name die eh... Hah! Burhan! (got it from Sasha’s blog) hahahahaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh before I forget.... Happy 20th birthday to Lydia. May this birthday be a wonderful day and may your fondest wish come true. And and... be good! (if u know what I mean! hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/DSC02815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eda the Pinky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/DSC02814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sasha the Hotty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/DSC02808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lydia the Notty&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/DSC02806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02806.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Faryn The Shrieky! heeee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/DSC02805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02822.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02827.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02834.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115880803513846750?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115880803513846750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115880803513846750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115880803513846750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115880803513846750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/09/get-together-with-girlfriends-on-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115821696700629880</id><published>2006-09-14T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:59:42.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have nothing of substance to say or in particular to blog about at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Hey wait....&lt;br /&gt;I have something to share.. Bet u guys gonna kill me wen u hear this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my hand phone &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;!!! Hahaahahah&lt;br /&gt;erm..... dunnoe for how many times oreadi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna noe how? Me being the clever one went and placed my hp on top of the toilet roll thingy while doing my 'business' and choose not to hold it (as if my hands were the one doing the business.... khehehe) or put it in my bag (yah y didn't I do dat?). &lt;em&gt;Berikan tepukan yg gemuruh to wawa for her foolishness&lt;/em&gt;!!! Hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round I'm bloody lucky ok.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My Goodness gracious! Thank God that Faz managed to get through my hp and so, I rushed to meet the lady who found it. Meaning now my sweet darling hp is safely with me and Im still contactable. yeay!!!!!!!!!!! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any cure to this carelessness of mine??? Hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115821696700629880?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115821696700629880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115821696700629880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115821696700629880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115821696700629880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-nothing-of-substance-to-say-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115736470784941705</id><published>2006-09-05T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:41:06.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would say the weekend were well spent. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was such a freaking loooong and boooring day for me because of the wonderful and meaningful training that I had to attend to. With that, obviously the day was 'well-spent' kan. And not forgetting WASTED too. Ahah!&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, on the other hand, was well spent and a great day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been awhile since I had a good big breakfast. So since I had to wake up early on Sunday for the show at Rizal's bro wedding, I planned to wake up extra early for the sake of having breakfast at McDonald with Faz. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Rizal's bro is a one funny chap; he was very relaxed throughout the whole ceremony and the wife is very cute. They make a very good couple. And we really had fun during the performance like how we did at Tanjong Pinang with all the laughter and all. Hope the newlyweds had fun too. By the way thanks to Busu for the beautifool makeup and the rest for helping out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, me, Amin and Syiqin rushed to Arnold to meet the looovely SNTians. Thanks Lina for the treat. Then, we hang out at Ash's place and played the blindfolded game and the 'buaya' game at the playground . We were really like kids sampaikan kene marah dgn security. Ahaha As usual, snapping of pictures is not being missed out too in the midst of having fun. After getting worn out with all the running, catching, chatting and snapping of pictures, we ended the night at a kedai kopi near Joo Chiat. Kehausan la semua orang. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the newlyweds. Wishing them both a lifetime of everlasting love and happiness. Aww.... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 2 more days to Amin's departure. Hehe. No worries, you will survive! &lt;em&gt;You go, girl&lt;/em&gt;.. whoops wrong.. Amin gonna be a Man soon.. heeeee You go, Recruit Amin... is dat rite? heh &lt;em&gt;mcm paham&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02641.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Me with the 'Lebam' gerl.. kesian die... hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02657.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02674.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02675.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02682.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02688.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02691.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The get-together with the SNTians&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02702.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02709.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Blurred and slanted... scary eh....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02711.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02717.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we felt like we were kids again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All in all, I had so much fun that day, especially with u girlsssss! mmmmuacks.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115736470784941705?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115736470784941705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115736470784941705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115736470784941705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115736470784941705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-would-say-weekend-were-well-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115710128593735031</id><published>2006-09-01T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T02:03:59.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just don't understand what I'm feeling, how I'm feeling and why I feel this way. I mean I can't find any explanation to all these.&lt;br /&gt;And when I expressed them, nothing is like what I feel.&lt;br /&gt;I guess everything is caught in a trap of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;If only my heart could speak what a story it could tell.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could express with words&lt;br /&gt;These feelings I feel as well as my heart could tell&lt;br /&gt;Everything would be fine. I supposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps I refused to listen to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed too much to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what to do now. Most of the time, I'm sure about my feelings and expressing them isn't so hard. But not this time round.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm doing all the wrong things. It's weird huh when you've think about it, the consequences and the worst thing that could happen and yet you ended up not on the right track. I mean I should have known from the start whether to get it going, to continue it or even not to think about it after giving it a deep thought.&lt;br /&gt;But thinking the right thing doesn't mean doing the right thing when you listen too much to your heart and letting your emotions to take over you. Rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure, these will lead to misunderstandings and all. But no worries, I won't blame it to anyone even though being misunderstood sucks. I mean for &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt; coz I'm still figuring things out, trying to do the right thing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I started the game, I shall now set the rules. Hmm... come to think of it, its not that bad ain't it. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I'm just waiting for the right time to end it. &lt;strong&gt;GAME OVER&lt;/strong&gt; Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just crapping la :D heeee.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115710128593735031?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115710128593735031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115710128593735031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115710128593735031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115710128593735031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-just-dont-understand-what-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115692577250826530</id><published>2006-08-30T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T02:03:15.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my! Never did I expect that my first time overseas trip with my beloved friends would turn out to be this much of unbelievably fun-&lt;em&gt;ness&lt;/em&gt; even though it was just a 2-days trip to Tanjung Pinang. Gerek banget!!! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took off at 9.45am on Sunday and arrived there at around 11am according to Indonesia Time. We quickly get ourselves dressed as soon as we checked in at Pelangi Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main intention for the trip was to do a performance at Kampong Pisang where Syiqin's uncle wedding ceremony was held. I observed that the way the ceremony was held there was way much different from what I always see in Singapore. Maybe it was just the environment that made me felt that way. Nevertheless, that didn't stop us from having so much fun, Fun and &lt;strong&gt;FUN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, we were supposed to perform 2 items only, Zapin Bahari and Joget. But after performing the first item, they requested for more. While waiting for the second item. Endang was forced to duet with Yazid to sing a song. Kesian durang kene sabo. hehe They chose the 'pandang pandang jeling jeling' song. That was the first time I heard them sing and its very the lunak lor. Very the penyanyi la durang. Den kite the extra-extra ones dengan tanpa segan silunya make our way and dance to the song. We did &lt;em&gt;Mak Inang Pulau Kapai&lt;/em&gt;. Everything was spontaneous. Hahahaha. So in total, we actually performed 6 times. Feeling ala-ala festival gituk. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And.... Not forgetting the photo-taking session. Well, it's a MUST for all of us. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything was done, Syiqin's relative actually prepared us bags of &lt;em&gt;kerepeks&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;buah tangan&lt;/em&gt; for us before we made our way back to hotel. That's so thoughtful of them kan.&lt;br /&gt;Then at night, we went to Ramayana (I supposed its so-called the popular shopping centre in Tanjung Pinang) to get some stuff and we had our dinner there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bile da sampai hotel balik, we ate again. Haha. We ordered food and ate in Rizal and Yazid's room. We had &lt;em&gt;gong-gong, kangkung, squid ring&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;hottest-tom yam-I've-ever-had-before&lt;/em&gt;. The tom yam damn &lt;strong&gt;POWER&lt;/strong&gt; la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to the pasar. It's not literally a pasar la, they got sell baju, kasut and macam-macam lagik. Noe wat? The place is very the panas and rimas ok. I din buy anything there, just watch-watch and see-see only.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went back to hotel and packed our things to get ready to go back to our homeland.&lt;br /&gt;Kite sempat main game sampai adelah bende-bende yg tk diingini terjadi. Betol tak kawan-kawan? Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hotel staff prepared us a pack of drink and bread for each one of us before we went off. That's so sweeeet of them kan.&lt;br /&gt;Simply said, we felt damn honored with the way the people there treated us. The feelings were indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to the next trip for the &lt;em&gt;you-noe-i-noe&lt;/em&gt; thing. Confident sey, but hopefully ia menjadi and hoping that I can take leave AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, I'm already missing the moments we had together. The talks we shared, the laughters and joy we had, the photo taking session, the games we played, the video we took and lots more.&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys and thanks for the wonderful experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0001.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me with my partner cum husband.. hehe (Oops! sorie my Dear fazly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 3 Couple...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ala-ala gambar kahwin..heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0038.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0050.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/PHOT0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0090.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/PHOT0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rizcarl.multiply.com/photos/"&gt;Click here to view more pictures &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will upload the photos from my dgcam soon... Insya Allah... hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115692577250826530?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115692577250826530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115692577250826530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115692577250826530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115692577250826530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-my-never-did-i-expect-that-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115615359075933118</id><published>2006-08-21T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T02:50:04.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always hope that every problem faced could be solved.&lt;br /&gt;Fat hope I guess.&lt;br /&gt;How can it be solved when everyone thinks that they are 'right'?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, aren't we always 'right' about our opinions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm right, you're wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ridiculous for everyone to be right all the time even when we have opposing views. Find it weird? But guess that's the way we are designed as humans.&lt;br /&gt;We are not designed to see the world as it is but to see it from our own point of view.&lt;br /&gt;Know your rights and stand up for yourself. Even if we have acknowledged our mistake, we were 'right' then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we shouldn't take these for granted. I still do believe all could be solved if we all could just be more empathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only you find it painful when your points are being ignored and viewed as 'pointless' but it also hinders you from solving the matter. Even if everyone has their own rights, that doesn't escape them from listening and taking them into consideration. If we continue to think that we are 'right' all the time without even considering other people views, the world gonna be in such a huge mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing these as a way to express my views, to soften the blow and to make myself feel better, keeping my mind from thinking how it can be solved and at the same time, thinking why it can't be solved. I'm struggling to save my pride (don't get it wrong. I believe that my stand should be viewed acceptably) while not imagining being in their shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's better off being silent. Temporarily yes. However, the truth will prevail eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best hope is for us to shake the carpet and clean out what's underneath. If keeping the dirt under the carpet is your choice, then you'll have to learn to accept the consequences. Not only will there be so much dirt under the carpet but it will also take generations to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No pun intended.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115615359075933118?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115615359075933118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115615359075933118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115615359075933118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115615359075933118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-always-hope-that-every-problem-faced.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115570286716764716</id><published>2006-08-16T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:45:26.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My small contribution in helping out PS with its production, Malam Jaluran Seni at the Victoria Theatre on 8 August meant a lot to me indeed. With meeting new people, new challenges faced when working together, the knowledge I have gained were all priceless. Participating in this glittering event was a wonderful experience for me despite the &lt;em&gt;bitter&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;incidents&lt;/em&gt; that occured during the process of development in the production. Well, I look at it as a blessing in disguise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02538%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the performers, the percussion group, simply to &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; who were involved in the event for making it happen. (as if it was my production.. hah!) It was an unforgettable experience.&lt;br /&gt;And also.... A big BIG &lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt; thank you to the SNTians for coming down to support us and also for the surprise. Hehe. Cute la the sunflower. You guys really &lt;strong&gt;rock&lt;/strong&gt; my day. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115570286716764716?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115570286716764716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115570286716764716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115570286716764716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115570286716764716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-small-contribution-in-helping-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115527113018601800</id><published>2006-08-11T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:39:24.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally..... Here are the &lt;em&gt;delayed maha delayed&lt;/em&gt; pictures.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mini performance at Tampines West CC. Only the three of us.. haha.. cool kan.. Thanks to both of them who managed to get me ready in 1/2 hour only. Terror la korangs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02403.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02421.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02409.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02428.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02418.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02423.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sentosa trip....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location: Palawan Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02464%281%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photograher: Amin Diva&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02443%281%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Model&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;takmenjadi&lt;/span&gt;: Dee, Ili, Hani, Sharifah, Wawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02442%281%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02446%281%29.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02434%281%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02440%281%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02445%281%29.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02459%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02460%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02461%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02462%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02463%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02465%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02470%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02473%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ehk... Ape tu Ili tgh buat nagn dee (main wrestling ke.. hehehe) and... Why muke Dee cramp semacam eh... Ahahaha Only God knows why... khehehe Hmm... cube &lt;strong&gt;close-up&lt;/strong&gt; sikit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02475%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02480%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02483%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02487%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02490%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02488%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02491%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we had enough of beaching and photo taking (hah! feeling-feeling la) at Palawan Beach, we rushed to the watever-the-place-is-where-we-had-the-free-rides coz we only had 5 mins before it's closed. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02495%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02494%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02496%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Sky ride....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02499%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02508%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02507%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here comes the best part of the whole trip... The Luge Ride..... weeeeeeee!!!! we were very the kecohrable mcm jakun sgt gituk.. ahaha In the middle of the track pon, kite sanggup stop just to take photos. as if we own the place.. ahaha But when we saw an approaching riders coming towards us, that's when seme dispersed. tau pon takot kene langgar.. ahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02514%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02511%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02517%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02519%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02518%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After which, we headed to Musical Fountain. But when we reached there, the show has already started. So, we have to wait another 45 mins for the next show. so, kirim salam aje la eh. ahaha.. Buat penat je kite jln jauh2 but its ok. it was a memorable journey thou'.. heh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02524%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02522%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/DSC02530%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's all folks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115527113018601800?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115527113018601800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115527113018601800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115527113018601800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115527113018601800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115475076709478111</id><published>2006-08-05T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T21:08:14.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry Dee and the rest for the delay. Sure you guys know what I implying it to, rite? All thanks to the worms, Trojan and other malicious virus that is invading my lappie now. Due to that, my diseased lappie ought to be thrown out from tingkat 12 of the HDB flat. That's all I can think of now coz I'm just plainly can't be bothered with it anymore. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabar menanti jelah kawan-kawan. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I or shouldn't I? Shouldn't it be easy? Hmm... The outcome on this coming Monday will determine whether I will do it or not. I'm just afraid that I can't bring myself to do it. Camne eh...?? Ok... For now, I'll just put all that aside and not think about it coz I don't want this to spoil my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, that's me. I'll think and keep thinking about something until to the extent that I see no use in thinking about it. And ended up, I'll do the Nike way, &lt;em&gt;Just Do it&lt;/em&gt;. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do now is to take pleasure in having fun over this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Fun, fun and having fun!!!!!!! '&lt;em&gt;Clean'&lt;/em&gt; fun I mean... heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115475076709478111?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115475076709478111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115475076709478111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115475076709478111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115475076709478111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorry-dee-and-rest-for-delay.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115458528655572461</id><published>2006-08-03T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T23:20:42.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heard that u read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;And yet u still doesn't get it?&lt;br /&gt;Am I rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why I don't think I should apologize to you...&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing wrong! Which part of it that you don't understand???&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, do not hesitate to approach me and maybe we can have a good conversation on this.&lt;br /&gt;Ok now... U might be thinking why should you be the one who come up to me and not the other way around...&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think you should have asked me the moment you heard about it and not jump to conclusion by hearing only one side of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the person-who-got to-know-about-it have done.&lt;br /&gt;Did she just jump to conclusion and start talking bad things about him the moment she got to know about it?&lt;br /&gt;Did she?&lt;br /&gt;Instead, she came up to the person-whom-she-thought-she-can-trust to ask her whether the news she got was true.&lt;br /&gt;And see what she got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please la... you're so much more senior than me and I don't have to tell you what's right and what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;You should have handle situation like this sensibly and wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a nobody to pass judgment on you and you.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think whatever you're doing now is right.&lt;br /&gt;Please stop putting words into my mouth which are all untrue.&lt;br /&gt;Ini melibatkan maruah aku, die dan mereka.&lt;br /&gt;So, stop it ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all these shits that are happening, I had a great time over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;The Sentosa outing on last Sunday was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all of you for making it happen and Dee esp., the event organizer.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Amin for the free sky ride and the luge ride. I want more and more of it!!!&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Amin again, the photographer, for all the wonderful photos taken which are yet to be uploaded. Heh&lt;br /&gt;Will say more once the pictures are uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;Heart you guys to bits and pieces! I really had so much fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....&lt;br /&gt;A prayer for Endang's late uncle.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat dan ditempatkan bersama orang-orang yg beriman.&lt;br /&gt;Amin ya Rabbil 'Alamin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115458528655572461?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115458528655572461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115458528655572461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115458528655572461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115458528655572461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/08/heard-that-u-read-my-blog-and-yet-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115397302998609853</id><published>2006-07-27T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:05:26.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Baby are you.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANUARY BABY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEBRUARY BABY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. sexiest out of everyone. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MARCH BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractive personality. sexy. Affectionate Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Great kisser. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Observant and assesses others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;APRIL BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous. Stubborn.Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does work well with others. Very confident.Sensitive. Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Able to cheer evryone up and/or make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and others. Understanding. Fun to be around. Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive. Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and traveling. Systematic. hott but has brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MAY BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards oppisite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;JUNE BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection. You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you've got the looks for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;JULY BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy at times. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;AUGUST BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. no self control. kind hearted. self confident. loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. easy to get along with and talk to. has an "every thing's peachy" attitude. likes talking and singing. loves music. daydreamer. easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. loves to be loved. hates studying. in need of "that someone". longs for freedom. rebellious when withheld or restricted. lives by "no pain no gain" caring. always a suspect. playfu.l mysterious. "charming" or "beautiful" to everyone. stubborn. curious. independent. strong willed. a fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;SEPTEMBER BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional. Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore. Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER BABY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions.Unpredictable. Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;NOVEMBER BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent. Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DECEMBER BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This straight-up means ur the most good-looking person possible... better than all of these other months! Loyal and generous. Patriotic. Competitive in everything. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to, though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding. Able to show character. one guy/girl kind of person.Loveable. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. loves music pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115397302998609853?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115397302998609853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115397302998609853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115397302998609853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115397302998609853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/which-baby-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115388821034917201</id><published>2006-07-26T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T23:04:19.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;First and foremost, I am really sorry if this entry would hurt anyone unintentionally.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you mad at me?&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why.&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I was there but I didn't say anything about &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry on behalf of him for what he has done.&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, he didn't know that she didn't know about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to side him but...&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you and her are close friends?&lt;br /&gt;Logically, she should have known from the start.&lt;br /&gt;Ok fine, guess you might have your own reasons for not telling her.&lt;br /&gt;But do not ASSUME that he did &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;Coz.. He wasn't informed not to tell her in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;So, don't put all the blame on him for telling her&lt;br /&gt;See the picture now?&lt;br /&gt;And anyways....&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; the one who told her coz I was already informed earlier that she should not be told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please....&lt;br /&gt;Do not only hear one side of the story and make your own judgment.&lt;br /&gt;Face us and let us hear your reasons for being mad over this matter coz I don't see the reason why you should react that way.&lt;br /&gt;Be a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really pissed about this. This is just a misunderstanding for goodness sake. So, please don't get too carried away about this. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry to blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm hoping that anyone who knows about this will stumble upon my blog and send this message to him to clear all doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish... tak baiklah gadoh-gadoh...kentalan buah laici btol la....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115388821034917201?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115388821034917201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115388821034917201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115388821034917201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115388821034917201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/first-and-foremost-i-am-really-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115346483883547033</id><published>2006-07-21T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T03:17:24.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The street sale for the Red Cross Charity draw was really an eye-opener to me. Last two days, I was stationed at Caltex House to do the street sales. Damn! It was really damn tough to get people to fork out $2 for a ticket mann! I really need to see a psychiatrist due to the many rejections. I know that people are under no obligation to make donation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.... I'm sure they can say &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; nicely rite? Rather than run away from us as if we, the seller, are a ghost or worse still, ignoring us as if we're not there, invisible. Bullshit la. Or the moment they saw us approaching, they will flip open their hp and start talking, Like real! Kalau la hp tu berbunyi, padan muka, confirm malu. haha Guess if they fan fly, they will fly instantly. That really shows the ugly side of human nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on top of all that, there are still nice and generous people who rejected the offer nicely and those who made the donation. Thank you so much for the contribution that will go directly to the funding of local humanitarian services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak.... Nak kahwin... nak kahwin.... naik kahwin jugak...!!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in the office, getting ready to go home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jacque: Eh... My friend's mom just passed away. So, how much to give ar since Im going to the wake?&lt;br /&gt;Swee Kim: arrr... 30 to 50 like that la. Depends on how close you are to her la.&lt;br /&gt;Jacque: ouh. Thought must give 100 or 200 like that. Sian le like dat. haha&lt;br /&gt;Me: wah! So much ar? If me, give 20.&lt;br /&gt;Swee Kim: Nolah, at least 30 la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conversation continues and gradually changed to..... erm.. extremely different topic and that is on wedding but still on money matters... ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;(on the way to MRT station)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swee Kim: I have a lot of malay friends. I went to their Malay wedding quite a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;Jacque: Give how much ar for malay wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Me: 10 enough la.&lt;br /&gt;Iris: (looked back with a surprise look) HUH?! Nolah, I usually give 120.&lt;br /&gt;ALL except Iris: HUH? Sure or not?&lt;br /&gt;Swee Kim: (with confidence) Ouh 120 for u and your husband. So quite OK.&lt;br /&gt;Iris: Nolah! If me and my husband, 240.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Iris, you'll be the first person I'll invite for my wedding. Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, Iris is a lady who lives a very high standard of living. She's in her 60s Ok and yet still looks good coz she dress well, eat well and speak well. Haha. All well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yah... that explains why...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115346483883547033?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115346483883547033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115346483883547033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115346483883547033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115346483883547033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/street-sale-for-red-cross-charity-draw.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115320354515468086</id><published>2006-07-18T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:17:00.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, well..... What's done is done couldn't be undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gasp*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a break. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could fly to erm... just anywhere, to be away and leave everything behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's fly kite. How about... Anyone? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm at the emotional phase of my life now. *sighhhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The signs..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DISASTERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inconsistency in the Mount Merapi activity, spewing either more or less lava or ashes lasted almost the whole month of June. Despite the diminishing activity, 2 people were found dead as they were trapped in an emergency bunker at Indonesia's rumbling Mount Merapi volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Volcano continues to rise after an earthquake struck Central Java, Yogjakarta.on 27 May 2006 which killed between 5000 and 6000 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torrential rains starting 18 June caused flash floods and landslides in South Sulawesi Province killed over 200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subsequently, Indonesia's tsunami nightmare returns……&lt;br /&gt;A massive undersea earthquake jolt Java Island Indonesia yesterday and killed over 200 people (possibility for the figures to change) and yet to find more missing bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the world coming to an end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115320354515468086?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115320354515468086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115320354515468086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115320354515468086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115320354515468086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115278652521949405</id><published>2006-07-13T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T03:31:26.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not going to let it happen. Never will I initiate anything. No, don't even think about it. Maybe things would be otherwise if it were to happen some time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times when......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wish to remember anything. It's better this way. Holding onto the past will only hinders growth and makes my life more miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that we should forget about the past. Just don't be held there by '&lt;em&gt;material'&lt;/em&gt; memories.&lt;br /&gt;Let the best part preserved and the worst part abandoned. The memories of him are a story of my life. They are not the truth. They are a myth, preserving more messages than meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now things are different; everything has change. As it changes, memories fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are left are only memories of remembering the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful to have met the love of my life. He who made me knew love and be a stronger person to overcome the challenges faced in life.&lt;br /&gt;I will and always preserve all the precious moment we had together and will not let it be taken away. This I promise you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kite merancang, Tuhan yang menetukan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115278652521949405?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115278652521949405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115278652521949405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115278652521949405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115278652521949405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-not-going-to-let-it-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115258171232023816</id><published>2006-07-11T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T20:11:01.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Say A Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pictures Say A Thousand Words&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/us.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/us.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/HAPPY.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/HAPPY.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/food5.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/food5.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/food4.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/food4.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/food3.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/food3.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115258171232023816?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115258171232023816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115258171232023816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115258171232023816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115258171232023816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/pictures-say-thousand-words_11.html' title='Pictures Say A Thousand Words'/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115258070824898980</id><published>2006-07-11T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T18:27:29.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Say A Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/food1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/food1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/food2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/food2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/faz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/faz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/wa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/wa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/the%20gfs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/the%20gfs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/passion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/passion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/wawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/wawa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/the%20gfs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/the%20gfs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/1600/wawandada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6355/368/320/wawandada.jpg" border="0" /&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/29578676-115258070824898980?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115258070824898980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115258070824898980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115258070824898980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115258070824898980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/pictures-say-thousand-words.html' title='Pictures Say A Thousand Words'/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115252319936294034</id><published>2006-07-10T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T19:50:39.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How does it feel to see the person you love has moved on with her/his life in your return from several years of absence? Would you be disheartened for not having her/him in your life or glad, knowing that she/he's safe and happy in the care of her/his &lt;em&gt;'new-found'&lt;/em&gt; lover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the new chapter experienced by one of the world's most beloved superheroes, the Man of Steel. Besides, the struggle he has to face with his enemy whose plot to make him powerless (typical.. haha). Didn't expect the epic action-adventure Superman Returns to be this superb despite the stiffness of the 'new' Man of Steel. Still, I like la. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those who have never liked the saga of superheroes should give this a try. It's worth the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 years anniversary was celebrated over the weekends instead. Hmm... let me just say that it was an unforgettable moment. Say no more. Heh. If I tell you everything about it, then what's left for me? Trueness? Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Sakura International Buffet was deliciousss, tasty and yummmmy! The pictures taken are yet to be uploaded. Then, I'll let the mouthwatering pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The short met-up session with the girlfriends last Friday was just a dinner at Pizza Hut. We should meet up again la to do more 'catching-ups', but has to wait till Eda comes back from Austie. Again, pictures still pending. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. It's better to let someone go if that's what they want rather than make them stay. One may felt betrayed or misplaced with their absence. But why let them stay when their heart and soul is not there. It won't do good anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Cup? For now, I'm speeceless, flabbergasted and dumbfounded. Such a disappointment. Haizzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115252319936294034?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115252319936294034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115252319936294034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115252319936294034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115252319936294034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-does-it-feel-to-see-person-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115207280000903427</id><published>2006-07-05T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T00:57:21.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some may say that a team has to have high team spirit, the skill and most importantly co-ordination among them in order to succeed when competing in any forms of competitive games . But hey... It is still not achievable if luck is not there. And unfortunately, that was what occurred to host nation Germany in yesterday's match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yah I predicted it wrongly. Tak leh pakai nye ahli nujum. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two late goals in extra-time that were scored by the opposing team, Italy, were all that they needed to both shatter Germany's dreams and also to move on to the World Cup final. Hence, Italy will face either France or Portugal in Sunday's final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say some of the players are somewhat a crybaby. Haha I'm aware that one of the reasons they cried is obviously because they lost and it's hard to accept the fact after putting in so much effort and strength. But to think of it, they are actually crying because of a ball. Soccer is a ball-chasing game. haha. Opps... that sound so wrong. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a naughty girl. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoidance is one of the traits that looms when problems strike me.&lt;br /&gt;Problems which I cant decide on or unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;This is something which I just discovered about myself.&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;Some problems can run.&lt;br /&gt;Some don't even have to bother.&lt;br /&gt;But some when should face, face them.&lt;br /&gt;Coz when it drags it gets worse sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't be too demanding: more disappointment for yourself, cause bitterness and may cause your loved ones to leave you or love you less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..... izzit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115207280000903427?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115207280000903427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115207280000903427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115207280000903427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115207280000903427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/some-may-say-that-team-has-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115200003728476689</id><published>2006-07-04T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T01:53:49.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking forward to tonight's match, Germany versus Italy. Sadly, Germany's midfielder Torsten Frings was suspended for tonight's match for his misconduct. He was caught hitting an Argentinian player in the face in an on-pitch fight. True or not..? Don't know la eh. Nevertheless, I hope that Germany will make it to the final with Kehl to substitute Frings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a &lt;em&gt;die-hard&lt;/em&gt; fan of Germany and in fact, I'm hoping that this year, 2006 would be France's and concurrently winning the FIFA World Cup for the second time. Know what? I declare myself a thorny fan. Let me tell you a story... I'm actually and perhaps still a fan of Spain but pathetically they lost and could not make it to the quarter-final and know what the reason being is? France beat them 3-1. haha. And contradictorily, I'm wishing that France would be holding this year's champion title. It was the match they played against Brazil that changes my mind. Haha. Zidane was the one who actually rapt my attention. I entitle him the man of the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prediction for the final's match will be Germany against France.&lt;br /&gt;France all the way.&lt;br /&gt;We shall just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;One never knows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115200003728476689?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115200003728476689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115200003728476689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115200003728476689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115200003728476689'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115190913052724282</id><published>2006-07-03T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T02:00:18.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1&amp;2&amp;amp;amp;34&amp;5 &amp;amp;1&amp;2&amp;amp;3&amp;4&amp;amp;10 &amp;1&amp;amp;2&amp;3&amp;amp;4&amp;amp;15&lt;br /&gt;Any idea what's the counting all about? That's the counting that goes with the 15 times chest compression and then followed by 2 blows. Now, get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what known as CPR - short for "Cardio-Pulmonary Resuscitation" which aims to help prolong life while waiting for professional medical aid. Only First Aider should perform that and yah, I'm one of the qualified ones. Hehe. Aniwes, CPR is performed when the heart stopped and deprives the brain of precious oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attended the 4-days Standard First Aid course last week. Last week was really a tiring week for me but thankfully I gained something out of the course. The first few hours of my working hour were used up for the course and the subsequent hour was to carry out my errands. But... honestly, I'm not sure whether I'd really come forward to rescue the casualty in a real case scenario. No confidence is one thing and hygiene is another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it reminded me of the Christopher Reeve's (The Superman) account which became the turning point of his life. He became unconscious when he tried to jump a horse over a fence. Looking at the state he was in, someone came to the rescue and did CPR on him to retrieve back his pulse. The rescuer actually broke his ribcage bones when doing the 15 times chest compression on him. Therefore, what made him paralysed for life was not because of his fall but it was actually because of the CPR. But at least the rescuer managed to save his life. So, you see the risk you as a First Aider, has to take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life is all about taking risks...&lt;br /&gt;To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.&lt;br /&gt;To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;To reach out for another is to risk involvement.&lt;br /&gt;To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.&lt;br /&gt;To place your dreams before a crowd is to risk ridicule.&lt;br /&gt;To love is to risk not being loved in return.&lt;br /&gt;To live is to risk dying.&lt;br /&gt;To hope is to risk despair.&lt;br /&gt;To go forward in the face of overwhelming odds is to risk failure.&lt;br /&gt;But to risk we must, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again... to fear all of the above is because of what we call pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think... ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115190913052724282?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115190913052724282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115190913052724282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115190913052724282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115190913052724282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/07/115-any-idea-whats-counting-all-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115130345794168545</id><published>2006-06-26T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:42:09.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Especially for the Silent Souls.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Skip the &lt;strong&gt;First&lt;/strong&gt; part if you're not one&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm dying of silence, yet would rather die than speak my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I realized that I would go through these hell and pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astaghfirullah.&lt;br /&gt;I seek Your forgiveness for being weak and vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;I seek Your forgiveness for letting it happen.&lt;br /&gt;I seek Your forgiveness for all my sins.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it is He who is the All-Forgiving, the Mercy-Giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please have faith in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to run away but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it fills me with more dismay than relieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to speak up and let my words pour all my pain.&lt;br /&gt;This I will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next...&lt;br /&gt;For the benefit of those who care to know how my weekends were spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Salai and Faz headed to Town on Saturday for the same reason. That is, to take the opportunity to see what the offer was like in town. For me, I grabbed a Stila mascara-cum-eyeliner and a pair of sandals from m-phosis. Faz had a pair of jeans from Topshop and 2 T-shirts for himself while Salai bought 2 VCDs, a T-shirt and a pair of cargo balck pants. Lunch at Es-Teler was not bad. But dinner was better. Had Ramen Ten and fried Mars Bar for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the night was spent at Faz's place, supposed to watch the soccer match played by Germany against Sweden but my eyes can't bear any longer. Without me realizing it, I actually slept through until late afternoon the next day. I'm such a sleeping beauty. So NOT. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not looking forward to Sunday-&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;. Such a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;The last day of the week and as repetitive, monotonous and usual it can be, another &lt;em&gt;new&lt;/em&gt; week sets in.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing you know, it's Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Monday Blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115130345794168545?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115130345794168545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115130345794168545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115130345794168545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115130345794168545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/especially-for-silent-souls.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115104600068353631</id><published>2006-06-23T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:08:03.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's a big hole in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm eminently broke. And I really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to thread and fix that pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear another few hours and I can get a new pair of pants instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting the hours to get my pay... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall be the happiest person on earth. wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it reminds me of my upcoming anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks to my 2 years of Anniversary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to start thinking what to do on that special day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should we go? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any idea...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07/07/06&lt;/strong&gt; a date to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115104600068353631?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115104600068353631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115104600068353631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115104600068353631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115104600068353631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/theres-big-hole-in-my-pocket.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115095433249379721</id><published>2006-06-22T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T01:16:06.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Biar orang buat jahat pat kite, jgn kite buat jahat kat durang.&lt;br /&gt;In translation&lt;em&gt;, let others do bad to us but never should we do bad to them&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Familiar sayings to you? very rite...&lt;br /&gt;Such a very old and typical proverb which is often used by people whose giving advices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasonable to you? Sure that most of you would choose yes for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;Sensible? Definitely yes too.&lt;br /&gt;Practical? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's up to individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But isn't that unfair? Don't you think that would make people take advantage of you, knowing that you won't do anything about it? But... if this continues, isn't this will lead to more fighting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my own point of view...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be good to everyone. Treat all equally. But what if I dislike that person? In the first place, I guess its wrong for me to dislike someone just because his/her personality (character ke pape ke) either irritates or annoys me? Aren't we supposed to be true to ourselves? &lt;em&gt;Bak kate ZA, &lt;strong&gt;Be yourself, Be ZA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Hehe Thus if that happens, I'll still be nice to them when facing them but if possible, I'll try to distant myself from them. Yah, I know I'll be a hypocrite. Tapi takkan setiap kali berjumpe, nk bermasam muka? Hahahaha... After all, I know what I'm doing and I have my reasons for doing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang betul kata &lt;em&gt;seseorang&lt;/em&gt; tu, just be precautious with the people around you. But if I have to do that all the time, it could be quite nerve-wracking because I'd have to shield myself. you know, the feeling of im-watching-you, don't-try-to-mess-ard-wit-me. erm.. is dat how I'm supposed to feel.. am i rite? As a result, I'm not being myself and therefore, I can't put the blame on others if they had misinterpreted me. ish ntahla.. Well, Maybe I'm just thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should balance myself out as not to fall to the both extremes. And thanks to those who have given me good advices. Really appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwes... I had a very bad day to start with. But a stranger brightens up my day. Thanks Mister! Heehe.&lt;br /&gt;And lunch, I mean the &lt;em&gt;FREE&lt;/em&gt; lunch I had just now was great! Jealous kan... hehe.. buffet some more. Now I'm feeling like a bloated piggie.. oink oink! Khehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A word of advise....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you are, be a good one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-World Peace- (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115095433249379721?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115095433249379721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115095433249379721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115095433249379721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115095433249379721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/biar-orang-buat-jahat-pat-kite-jgn.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115086485498109676</id><published>2006-06-21T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T22:49:48.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deee... As requested by u, check this out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 random facts about me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. currently working in SRC (ar yes, SuriaChannel... hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;2. a pessimistic person&lt;br /&gt;3. still unsure of what I want in life (woman-in-the-process)&lt;br /&gt;4. gullible?&lt;br /&gt;5. observing people is my fave pastime (at the same time, cuci mata skali la)&lt;br /&gt;6. so in loved with my one n only, Fazly Abu Bakar (I'm a bit corny here but juz bear wit me okies.. heh)&lt;br /&gt;7. afraid of failing and becoming a failure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things that scare me &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. GOD&lt;br /&gt;2. insects, cockroaches esp.&lt;br /&gt;3. cats n dogs&lt;br /&gt;4. dentist! (teringat zaman primary school dulu.. klau ade org masok class bawak &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;kad kuning&lt;/span&gt; je, rasenye mcm nk lari seribu batu..! experience that before?)&lt;br /&gt;5. waiting for results ('O' level ke pape la.. can affect me badly to the extend of falling sick n having bad dreams..hah kental..)&lt;br /&gt;6. to be alone, under some circumstances la&lt;br /&gt;7. The Independence Day... (bila sangkar kala berbunyi... ishh seram...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 random music at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;1. Unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;2. Pastikan&lt;br /&gt;3. Cinta&lt;br /&gt;4. Teman Tapi Mesra&lt;br /&gt;5. Biarlah Rahsia&lt;br /&gt;6. Hips Don't Lie&lt;br /&gt;7. Bizarre Love triangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things i like the most&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my family and friends&lt;br /&gt;2. to be in loved and loved by erm.. i-noe-u-noe-whu… dun haf to mention his name again la.. (malulah... heh)&lt;br /&gt;3. dancing with SNT&lt;br /&gt;4. $$$ Cash!&lt;br /&gt;5. indulge myself with food, munchy-munch (chocolates!)&lt;br /&gt;6. taking pictures, n not uploading them (sbelom org point out, baik mengaku.. heh)&lt;br /&gt;7. zzZZzz sleeping of coz! (camne tak lambat slalu..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things i hate the most&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. irritants!&lt;br /&gt;2. working under TOOO much pressure (nanti jadi bongok teramat sangat!)&lt;br /&gt;3. getting too worried bout things, even small little things.. (tak paham btol)&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bloodshed&lt;/span&gt; (war n fightings to stop) n erm also… bile tgh &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;datang...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; leceh!&lt;br /&gt;5. favouritism n biasness (ish no good... no good... )&lt;br /&gt;6. not being informed of things n kept in the dark&lt;br /&gt;7. myself! (for being irresponsible at times.. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 things i say the most&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. eh?&lt;br /&gt;2. sukker?&lt;br /&gt;3. ntahla&lt;br /&gt;4. ish&lt;br /&gt;5. ape je&lt;br /&gt;6. bole/ade pulak...&lt;br /&gt;7. ar yelah tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 people to do this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anyone&lt;br /&gt;2. who&lt;br /&gt;3. happen to&lt;br /&gt;4. stumble&lt;br /&gt;5. upon&lt;br /&gt;6. my blog&lt;br /&gt;7. You?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115086485498109676?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115086485498109676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115086485498109676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115086485498109676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115086485498109676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/deee.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115079615960647657</id><published>2006-06-20T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T03:00:38.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sleepy yet can't go to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;.ish. pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping. Bad bad habit of mine.&lt;br /&gt;My Comfy Bed. My pillow.&lt;br /&gt;They are all interconnected.&lt;br /&gt;Once you commit yourself in any of them, you're stuck.&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine enveloping yourself in the soft folds of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;Fuh, absolutely fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;Undeniably, a complete satisfaction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like your bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;Doing it is a pleasure. Quitting is hell.&lt;br /&gt;The puffy-cigarette, as another instance.&lt;br /&gt;(Besides sleeping for my case.)&lt;br /&gt;Trueness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My workout formula:-&lt;br /&gt;Bad habit (Sleeping/puffing/...) = My comfy bed + My pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pardon me; crappy-ness-ism has took charge of me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115079615960647657?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115079615960647657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115079615960647657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115079615960647657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115079615960647657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/sleepy-yet-cant-go-to-sleep-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115070328853301007</id><published>2006-06-19T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:25:14.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The feeling of fright and nervousness were inevitable. You can't run away from that even if you have performed countless of times. Well, that makes a competition more worthwhile and interesting rite. The butterflies you had in your stomach and the irregular heartbeats you encountered. Haha. I would say the whole experience was fun indeed. Despite all the fun that we had, we din bring back anything. We should try again next time because I'm sure that we could have done better. Practice makes perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persada Juara Tari was an eye-opener for me. I managed to see 4 schools out of the 20 schools that were competing that day. All four were interestingly unique in their own ways and I'm pretty sure the rest did a great job too. But then again, one got to win. Republic Polytechnic became the judgers' choice. They won the best choreography, best performance and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juara&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the competition. Congrats to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Amin for the nice piece of dance. Really love the whole idea of the dance. The costumes especially, we looked exclusively exquisite. Black and red makes a good combination. The hair goes well with the costume; the credit should go to Salai who had sacrificed his quality time he got for the weekends to doll us up. Greatness. Grateful to have all of them, and not forgetting Abg Yazid who were there too to help us getting ready for the competition and all the &lt;em&gt;kate-kate perangang &lt;/em&gt;he gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so proud of us, the SNTians. The mentelness of each one of us &lt;em&gt;sungguh terserlah&lt;/em&gt; on that day, didn't know that we were capable of that. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Let's do the dance again.. How about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will upload the pics soon.&lt;br /&gt;Real soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115070328853301007?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115070328853301007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115070328853301007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115070328853301007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115070328853301007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/feeling-of-fright-and-nervousness-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115044422066367473</id><published>2006-06-16T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:49:35.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The cranky cum unpredictable boss of mine was back yesterday. The 3 days without him were the bestest days of my working life so far. Haha. The place was calm and peaceful, without having any fear that the sweet Boss of mine will just bump into the office, be it questioning us regarding some unfinished matters or giving us more tasks. Not that I hate him or whatsoever, it's just that the sight of him reminds me of a cranky old man. Fyi, he is about the age of my erm... grandpa. Somewhat la. But he's the apek version. Hah. Not only do I have a grandpa here but also 2 grandmas. Both in their late 50s I guess. One is the stylo-mylo type, in other words, the sophisticated kinda lady who's married to an English man. Her name is Iris Geddis. Another one is the rugged type, loves watching soccer, no strings attached; still available n used to work for Mindef. So that explains her ruggedness but den, I feel that her name doesn't fit her thou'. It sounds a bit girly, Swee Kim. True or not? Jacque (which sounds like &lt;em&gt;'shark'&lt;/em&gt; n it's not extracted from the name Jacquelina btw.) is another colleague of mine. She is the chatty type, 40, married to an Engineer (&lt;em&gt;just for info&lt;/em&gt;.).&lt;br /&gt;And that make up the population for my division. The five of us. Cute kan. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I don't have much problem working with them. I would say they are all nice people. Not like the typical old ladies who nag and grumbles. Only my Boss does that. Haha. Boss mah. In fact, they guided me now and then to make sure that I'm on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;But... I encountered some communication problem with them. Guess it's because of the age gap. However, I've no problem with Jacque. Maybe because we think alike and she come from a slightly younger generation as compared from the rest. At times, I would have to ask them more than once due to the communication problem. As a result, I felt like a dumb. Perhaps, I am one I guess. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay! It's a weekend tmr! No working, no commitment. Can't wait for tomorrow, it's the big day, Persada Juara Tari. Woohoo! Im not gonna put high hopes on the comp. Bak kate Along, &lt;em&gt;menang, kalah adat&lt;/em&gt;. We'll just do our best n most importantly, we should enjoy ourselves! Nanananananana... The song is stuck in my head. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish tomorrow never ends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115044422066367473?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115044422066367473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115044422066367473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115044422066367473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115044422066367473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/cranky-cum-unpredictable-boss-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115033778691567253</id><published>2006-06-15T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T20:26:22.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I missed partying with the girls last night. I wanted to take the night off for a good sleeping session. Haha. I bet the girls had a wonderful time last nite. As for me, I have to grab all the free time that I have, now that I've started working. Working life really *&lt;em&gt;tuuuut&lt;/em&gt;....... if u gets what I mean. haha&lt;br /&gt;Its all about waking up early and off u go to work. And 1/3 of the day would be spent in the office, facing the computer which would finally strain my eyes at the end of day. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm still trying to adapt to the working life or maybe it's just that I refused to accept the way working life is. Simply said, working life is equals to no life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwes, before I had the heavenly nice sleep, headed to Bugis to have dinner at Tong Seng with Faz. Tong Seng has now officially become my favourite makan place. Hehe. Love the sliced+fried fish noodle. Sedap banget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tonight's training. At least, there's something that I can look forward to. Well, what can I say; Dance has always been my passion. Chey, mcm yeye je.. heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115033778691567253?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115033778691567253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115033778691567253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115033778691567253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115033778691567253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-missed-partying-with-girls-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115017798846408766</id><published>2006-06-13T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T20:12:38.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The dance competition is nearing and yet we are still far ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Bak kate choreographer kite, &lt;em&gt;tulah pk da bagus sgt kan, complacent kan&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Partly true la. I mean not the '&lt;em&gt;da bagus'&lt;/em&gt; part but the fact that we din take tings seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Guess everything happened at the wrong time. Mane yang lupe steps *&lt;em&gt;me especially&lt;/em&gt;*, mane yg tk tau position n &lt;em&gt;me one of dem&lt;/em&gt;, mane ade yg terlupe bawak cd *sape eh…heh* But den again, tings happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SNTians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm very sure that we can pull this through together. For what had happened yesterday, I hope that all of us din take it to heart. Undeniably, mesti ade terase jugak kan. However, let's not start finding the blame, knowing that time is running out. What matters most now is to work &lt;em&gt;doubly-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;trily&lt;/em&gt; hard for the competition. Yeah.. we can do it! If we stil cant do it, den we shall do the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nike&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; way, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just Do It&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Heh.. klau tetap tk boleh jugak, we'll just hope that miracle will happen on that special day.&lt;br /&gt;Fat hope. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115017798846408766?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115017798846408766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115017798846408766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115017798846408766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115017798846408766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/dance-competition-is-nearing-and-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29578676.post-115010501889579896</id><published>2006-06-12T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T20:12:09.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lost in the fields of confusion.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat, confusion has led me to lose track of tings, events, occasions n yada-yada-yada. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hope blogging in a way could help me overcome this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29578676-115010501889579896?l=nutt-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/feeds/115010501889579896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29578676&amp;postID=115010501889579896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115010501889579896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29578676/posts/default/115010501889579896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nutt-.blogspot.com/2006/06/lost-in-fields-of-confusion.html' title=''/><author><name>Nadiah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
