<?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-6607854</id><updated>2012-01-24T00:12:19.935+08:00</updated><category term='wedding dress'/><category term='reception'/><category term='theme colour'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Naj's own garden of eden</title><subtitle type='html'>a place I can be in a state where nothing is lost</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>338</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-498537378049991488</id><published>2011-12-27T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T16:20:35.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuti pulau (this is avery very veryyy long-due post, mind you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The trip happened some time in early Aug. Ok first lemme tell you that i am not really the beach and sunshine type of girl. My definition of a beach holiday is lazying in a hammock somewhere by the beach while reading a book. Mandi air laut masin tu kira pantang lah and takat celup2 kaki basah sampai paras lutut je. Hehe. But this Redang trip totally changed that! It was the trigerring point of a passionate love affair with snorkelling, sun, sea, sand aaand snorkelling. Hehe. And since then, i cant wait for our next island holiday. Mabul perhaps, mr.man?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went there with 8 friends, in 3 separate cars driving from kl all the way until merang jetty in Terengganu. We kicked off the journey on Thursday nite at around 10ish pm. I was really excited!! There were 2 other close friends in our car. Our first stop was at r&amp;amp;r Genting Sempah, having made a promise to wait for the other 2 cars. Sumpah sejuk gile genting sempah tu at almost midnite. Most of the kedai makan dah tutup anyways and menunggulah kami di situ. Lucky there was a kedai still opened and we ordered teh and nescafe tarik to kill the time. I saw a few groups of travellers lepaking there and based on their attire, i reckon they are also heading to the east coast for a taste of sunny beaches. Waaahhh.. Makin excited ok. Not long after that the rest of our friends arrived and we took off. Well, i dozed off as soon as i went in the car and terjaga bila they stopped for petrol and toilet breaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;(Tip: Wear comfy clothes. It was nightime &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;noone will see u anyways. No need for makeup and stuff like tht coz u'll only wake up with runny mascara. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since what I did the whole time during journey is bangun dan tidur, tau2 je around 7-ish like that dah sampai Terengganu, yay! We paid a visit to a drive-through McD, tapau some breakfast and continued our journey to Jeti Merang. Ok there was some drama coz we were pretty late to catch the earliest boat to Redang. Campur sesat2 lagi. Memang driver dah stress sebab driving the whole nite tak tido2 lagi. But alhamdulillah, dalam sesat2 tu, we managed to find our way and tadaaaa, selamat sampai di Jeti Merang. Expect nothing much coz the jetty is quite "traditional", meaning nothing canggih, all kayu, very old-school jetty lah. Sampai sana terus cari parking. Managed to find one with sort of covered sebab nak tinggal 3-4 hari kan. It costs RM 10 ke RM 15 per day. The parking rate here is more pricey than the one in Jeti Kuala Terengganu. Jeti KT tu lagi proper covered and cost around 4-5 hinggit je per day kot. (This is what hubby told me). But It is much nearer to get to Pulau Redang from Jeti Merang. The timing was nice as a few minutes waiting, the boat arrived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;(Tip: Travel as light as possible :)&amp;nbsp;Maybe now is the time where you can leave your gazillions of makeup kit at home? Hehe..No need for&amp;nbsp;luggage yg tarik2 tu. Use backpack ke, duffel bag ke. Senang and lasak. Ye lah, boat kan, kalau basah ke apa.. Nak angkat pun senang.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Off we we went into the boat and after a smooth journey (no huge waves, nice weather so nobody got seasick much), we arrived at Pulau Redang. The chalet that we stayed in was &lt;a href="http://redangmutiara.com.my/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Mutiara Redang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It has its own private beach and own jetty. Jetty dia lagi cantek dar Jeti Merang. Haha. This resort is not located at the beach where Redang Beach, Redang Lagoon and the likes are located. So there's privacy. Suitable if nak buat family day ke or honeymooners. But as for me, i don't mind staying at the more public beach sebab lagi byk facilities kalau tetiba lapar ke, nak pegi kedai ke. There was food provided but you know lah kadang2 tak kena dgn tastebud kita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;(Tip: If you're staying at a private beach like me, you bettery bring along food like tidbits coz there's no kedai there. True there is free flow of beverages and roti + kaya + mentega + jem but kalau tanak muak, just spare some kudap-kudapan lah k)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And since it was a private beach, when the nite came, it was either we were all worn out sebab all out snorkelling time siang so bantai tido je lepas dinner, or duduk depan chalet buat unggun api and nyanyi2 dgn gitar kapok. Haha. Very the in touch with the nature gitu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Tip: Untuk takmo boring you can organize your own bbq. Like we did. The resort have one but saje je la nak tambah aktiviti kan.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Tip: It is advisabale to bring dry-fit attire coz there was a lot of&amp;nbsp;snorkelling activities.&amp;nbsp;Nanti tak sempat kering. And boleh la pack light kalau ada dry-fit. I saw some at Uniqlo for women.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So for the next 2 days, memang pagi petang adalah snorkelling which I lovedddd!!! Such serenity being in the water. Like you can forget about everything else - your piling workload, your sucky bosses, bitchy people at work etc. It was just you, the sea and the beach. Satu je kurang, takde hammock banyak2 macam dekat public beach tu. Kalau ada memang lagi terbaik lah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all. The trip was great!! On the way back from Terengganu to KL, we stopped by a few places like Pasar Payang, tempat lunch yg best tapi lupa apa nama dia and the famous tempat makan keropok lekor. Aaahh... Memang rejuvenating. Am definitely looking forward to go back there!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baiklah, some lomo pictures of my Redang vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zVq49qhvtSg/Tvl75dTtIJI/AAAAAAAAApc/Q1lLbHCvbqk/s1600/Jeti+Mutiara+Redang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zVq49qhvtSg/Tvl75dTtIJI/AAAAAAAAApc/Q1lLbHCvbqk/s320/Jeti+Mutiara+Redang.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The private jetty of the chalet. Lihatlah air biru!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RvDytL7wK9Q/Tvl797T5SMI/AAAAAAAAApk/SEc8JoYjp_k/s1600/pantai3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RvDytL7wK9Q/Tvl797T5SMI/AAAAAAAAApk/SEc8JoYjp_k/s320/pantai3.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaZcOcpIREo/Tvl8DVKB3UI/AAAAAAAAAps/9LULVYYmKHU/s1600/baru+sampai.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaZcOcpIREo/Tvl8DVKB3UI/AAAAAAAAAps/9LULVYYmKHU/s320/baru+sampai.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;just arrived - happy faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NR_d7sYofLE/Tvl8J5LNRaI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YH2mi6vwDoA/s1600/mutiara+redang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NR_d7sYofLE/Tvl8J5LNRaI/AAAAAAAAAp0/YH2mi6vwDoA/s320/mutiara+redang.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Redang Mutiara - where we stayed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WbBPMf0IEQ/Tvl8RebtHhI/AAAAAAAAAp8/DTRryEgT5ew/s1600/chalet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0WbBPMf0IEQ/Tvl8RebtHhI/AAAAAAAAAp8/DTRryEgT5ew/s320/chalet.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a glimpse of the chalets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIWaK7dodlQ/Tvl8YTFdl4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/71B2mbQtr98/s1600/tempat+makan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIWaK7dodlQ/Tvl8YTFdl4I/AAAAAAAAAqE/71B2mbQtr98/s320/tempat+makan.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the dining hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aeZ7zVQpNUA/Tvl8fugMJQI/AAAAAAAAAqM/rlxDj8EYt34/s1600/pantai1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aeZ7zVQpNUA/Tvl8fugMJQI/AAAAAAAAAqM/rlxDj8EYt34/s320/pantai1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the beach :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h400rZ-xSCI/Tvl8ju_OATI/AAAAAAAAAqU/y2WgjuL0nEo/s1600/pantai2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h400rZ-xSCI/Tvl8ju_OATI/AAAAAAAAAqU/y2WgjuL0nEo/s320/pantai2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;perfect getaway - me, mr.man and mr.beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdH2ZnSebDs/Tvl8rruie6I/AAAAAAAAAqc/TXhAoCpNAJs/s1600/sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdH2ZnSebDs/Tvl8rruie6I/AAAAAAAAAqc/TXhAoCpNAJs/s320/sunset.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;during sunset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SsWMqwx5OSo/Tvl8v3xwZoI/AAAAAAAAAqk/HsBVxIuzSSo/s1600/jeti+merang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SsWMqwx5OSo/Tvl8v3xwZoI/AAAAAAAAAqk/HsBVxIuzSSo/s320/jeti+merang.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;masa untuk pulang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-498537378049991488?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/498537378049991488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=498537378049991488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/498537378049991488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/498537378049991488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#498537378049991488' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zVq49qhvtSg/Tvl75dTtIJI/AAAAAAAAApc/Q1lLbHCvbqk/s72-c/Jeti+Mutiara+Redang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-998787513534154050</id><published>2011-12-22T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T09:04:24.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After 1 beautiful year....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello hello people! I'm back. (yeah i know, i've been saying that in the past). Just a humble attempt to update a lil' something about my life. It has been a year we were happily married&amp;nbsp;:). So what's new? A LOT happened. Will go into detail later. Just some quickie updates. I am still working at the same place, different dept though, but pretty much the same place. Work-wise, i feel like i am dying slowly inside. Love life-wise, everything is awesome!! I like being a wife. Very much. But a working wife, hmm that's a diferent story altogether. Sometimes i wish i can just quit my full time job and be a full time housewife. Whatever happened to the career-minded and ambitious person once? I learnt that if you are acknowledged enough and happy, then you can also be a fun person&amp;nbsp; at your workplace. Which is not really happening la kan. Hence the reason i feel like quitting already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyhowwww, both me and my lovely husband will be going through a different yet exciting phase in our life soon. I am personally very very nervous but happy at the same time. Hehe... Hopefully all will go well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what's your plan for the coming Christmas and New Year? I need a break from all these work craziness. Hope you have a pleasant vacation too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ebNR2eh1dU/TvKBzquGfbI/AAAAAAAAApQ/lMOQv-yC2d4/s1600/IMG_3027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213px" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ebNR2eh1dU/TvKBzquGfbI/AAAAAAAAApQ/lMOQv-yC2d4/s320/IMG_3027.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just some random pic during our honeymoon last year. Wish to go there again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-998787513534154050?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/998787513534154050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=998787513534154050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/998787513534154050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/998787513534154050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2011_12_01_archive.html#998787513534154050' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ebNR2eh1dU/TvKBzquGfbI/AAAAAAAAApQ/lMOQv-yC2d4/s72-c/IMG_3027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2147807165554982460</id><published>2011-07-17T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T01:27:33.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;h&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt;lo &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;wo&lt;/span&gt;rld!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a looong break, here i am, back at this blog's doorstep :) (Let's just hope that this spirit will last, ey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a LOT of updates; pertaining to my work life, my love life after being married (it's awesome yaww!), my vacation trips, my family, oh god there's just so many.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, i am gonna start with strings of mild warm up exercises to my brain (and yours) with an update on Urbanscapes 2011. It was held at Padang Astaka, PJ. It was sunny and both me and Mr Lefty were sweating like p*gs. I think it was held at quite a strategic location. Ample parking (we parked at Amcorp Mall), easy access (just off the Federal Highway), and if at anytime if we feel like using the loo, boleh la jalan je pegi balik to amcorp mall. Of course they have these portable toilets, tapi saya tak lalu lah. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was my first Urbanscapes and when we first arrived, it reminded me a lot of Sunburst. I still remember when me and mr.lefty went to the first Sunburst, we were just boyfriend and girlfriend back then. Ah,how time flies kan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The creative art festival goers were all trendy, I tell you! There were lotsa tudung-wearing girls in super awesome outfits. The styles were so trendy. Combination of tops and bottoms were so sooo edgy and creative and the scarves-styling was ahhhh... Fabulousity! Memang macam nak pegi &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://coachella.com/"&gt;Coachella&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;lah. Oh I am SO inspired by the scene. Tak sempat la pulak nak snap2 pictures of what the people were wearing ala The Sartorialist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were stalls set up selling clothes, fashion accessories, really awesome handmade stuff, macam2 lah. Quite a number of familiar online shopping blogs participated. I like! I managed to grab some stuff for myself. There was also a lomo wall where lomo pics were put on display. Super awesome cool stuff lah. Inspired, again :) Dont worry as there were also food stalls, if you're hungry. Ada stall jual cucuk2 (mahai kemain, RM2 per lidi), air warna warni, cupcakessss, muffins, mee goreng yang goreng depan mata macam kat pasar malam, nasik2 bungkus annnd the list goes on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And best of all, there were live bands! So by just paying RM30 for entry to this festival (you'll be given a wrist-tag for multi-entry purposes), you get to shop (for seriously very cool stuff), take amazing photos of trendy festival goers (and be inspired just like me!), maybe bump into famous celebs, enjoy live performances by talented bands and solo singers and you get to do all these by not having to worry of starving as there were delicious food available. The line-ups were amazing okay. There were well-known names like Bunkface, Najwa, Azlan &amp;amp; The Typewriter (tak sempat tengok), also not-so-mainstream ones but equally awesome like Reza Salleh (teringat kenangan jumpa dia during Rock The World), Lab The Rat and many many more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's enjoy some pictures, shall we. All taken using iphone lomo. Dont you just looove technology :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkYGZ2ZdZXY/TiG6vIi22lI/AAAAAAAAAok/2MtnA5oXMoo/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkYGZ2ZdZXY/TiG6vIi22lI/AAAAAAAAAok/2MtnA5oXMoo/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we were welcome by this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-ZlroC7ahg/TiHFzvKR_dI/AAAAAAAAAos/IRbRc27iYWI/s1600/IMG_0156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-ZlroC7ahg/TiHFzvKR_dI/AAAAAAAAAos/IRbRc27iYWI/s320/IMG_0156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;this spells old-school awesomeness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYZaKjgf7uk/TiHF8NE8D5I/AAAAAAAAAo0/IFXs7u1gk1g/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYZaKjgf7uk/TiHF8NE8D5I/AAAAAAAAAo0/IFXs7u1gk1g/s320/IMG_0162.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;pictures on display&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs_h_pFv-2g/TiHGCzGwbjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/PdZxA-P-tgE/s1600/IMG_0179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qs_h_pFv-2g/TiHGCzGwbjI/AAAAAAAAAo4/PdZxA-P-tgE/s320/IMG_0179.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;reza salleh performing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WIkwkAPwm_w/TiHGIpsOF8I/AAAAAAAAAo8/g3yu2Xr-FIE/s1600/IMG_0174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WIkwkAPwm_w/TiHGIpsOF8I/AAAAAAAAAo8/g3yu2Xr-FIE/s320/IMG_0174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;najwa - great vocals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WjrgCqMUK5g/TiHGOEyBTkI/AAAAAAAAApA/fkt-6jbwZTw/s1600/IMG_0172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WjrgCqMUK5g/TiHGOEyBTkI/AAAAAAAAApA/fkt-6jbwZTw/s320/IMG_0172.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was so sunny that i managed to capture these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zv_S6jt4SM/TiHGUUGHbxI/AAAAAAAAApE/Cf214LEFXkw/s1600/IMG_0176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Zv_S6jt4SM/TiHGUUGHbxI/AAAAAAAAApE/Cf214LEFXkw/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as the sun starting to set...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2-PE03ePVc/TiHGYq2iisI/AAAAAAAAApI/qWbcwGmezFQ/s1600/IMG_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n2-PE03ePVc/TiHGYq2iisI/AAAAAAAAApI/qWbcwGmezFQ/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the love affair with Urbanscapes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So all in all, we had a great time at Urbanscapes. Even managed to bump into long lost friend, Faiz who's now busy working with Yuna and the likes. We got back home, all worn out (is it the age factor?Hmmm..), bought amazing goodies but happy happy joy joy to the max.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Till we meet again next year, Urbanscapes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2147807165554982460?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2147807165554982460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2147807165554982460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2147807165554982460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2147807165554982460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2011_07_01_archive.html#2147807165554982460' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkYGZ2ZdZXY/TiG6vIi22lI/AAAAAAAAAok/2MtnA5oXMoo/s72-c/IMG_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-5048195946862668865</id><published>2011-01-26T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T10:07:38.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss the days when i had the freedom to do things just because i wanted to. I miss being fun. I miss being crazy with my girlfriends. We all have our own lives to live nowadays. Not that it's&amp;nbsp;bad thing because we move on to new chapters in our lives. I miss shopping. Like, really, major-spendthrift-mission-shop-till-you-drop, buying stuff that you don't even need. I miss playing dressing up acording to what i feel that day. During uni days, I dressed up creatively to express my thoughts and feelings. Which i couldn't do now coz if i did, kena discplinary action pulak. I miss feeling that I could change the world. I miss the feeling of thinking that I was unique and had something extraordinary to offer to the world, and somewhat that made me feel special&amp;nbsp;eventhough in reality it wasnt really true. Heh. I miss being on my own, taking charge of how to manouver my own life (while wearing a pair of sexy, killer heels). I miss making decisions without thinking twice. I miss walking along the Brisbane river in the evenings, breathing in fresh air. It always did wonders to clear my head.I miss being surrounded by strangers in a foreign land, where I could hide behind my anonimity and do whatever i wanna do. I miss earning RM5 per hour for an honest day of work, and somehow, still feeling happy at the end of the day. Those were the days where i didnt have to think about the future, just living a carefree life. I miss meeting positive-minded and happy people who seems content&amp;nbsp;with their simple&amp;nbsp;lives although they were struggling to make ends meet. I miss the times when the only expectations that i had to meet were my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I stumbled upon these simple yet wise words, which i feel i have to share it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"In life, there will always be things, or people, that make us cry, that betray us, that steal from us, that make us wanna kill ourselves at a certain point of time. But let go. Let go of the anger, the grudge, and any intention for revenge. Let go and see the bigger picture. An unhappy moment in life, is just another moment among other moments to come. Let go and move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And let go of the people who hurt you. They are toxic. It's nice to be nice, but it's wiser to be wise. I believe God taught us to be nice to people, but God never told us to please everyone we know. We have the right to do the right thing. And as the owner of our own life, we know what's right for us."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:: &lt;a href="http://dianarikasari.blogspot.com/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-5048195946862668865?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5048195946862668865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=5048195946862668865&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5048195946862668865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5048195946862668865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#5048195946862668865' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-5574709532988771200</id><published>2011-01-23T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T18:53:22.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dress'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;finally.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;on 26th Nov 2010....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwATX1J7ZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/lPk3QgIfV_o/s1600/IMG_1502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwATX1J7ZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/lPk3QgIfV_o/s320/IMG_1502.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the deal is sealed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwC3Z9OFpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/9EEBgf7I7jM/s1600/IMG_1669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwC3Z9OFpI/AAAAAAAAAn0/9EEBgf7I7jM/s320/IMG_1669.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bride's reception - black n white theme&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwD2H5WkLI/AAAAAAAAAn4/95xBkCZe1Es/s1600/IMG_1749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwD2H5WkLI/AAAAAAAAAn4/95xBkCZe1Es/s320/IMG_1749.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;mi familia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwE7swd0NI/AAAAAAAAAn8/HVUu3ET2AuM/s1600/IMG_1773.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwE7swd0NI/AAAAAAAAAn8/HVUu3ET2AuM/s320/IMG_1773.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;whoooo's next?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwGCOx-1GI/AAAAAAAAAoA/gNmuTfh2u3s/s1600/IMG_2110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwGCOx-1GI/AAAAAAAAAoA/gNmuTfh2u3s/s320/IMG_2110.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;groom's reception - purple theme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwGwOV4DPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zsj58VSUkw4/s1600/IMG_2203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwGwOV4DPI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zsj58VSUkw4/s320/IMG_2203.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sessi bergambar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-5574709532988771200?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5574709532988771200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=5574709532988771200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5574709532988771200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5574709532988771200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2011_01_01_archive.html#5574709532988771200' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TTwATX1J7ZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/lPk3QgIfV_o/s72-c/IMG_1502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-5718114016760527587</id><published>2010-08-02T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:17:47.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sepatu idaman kalbu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okaayyy... I am in dilemma of choosing my wedding shoes. Do i want to be sweet, classy or just downright bold &amp;amp; quirky? Confuuuseeeeeee.. Ok2 memanglaa org tak nampak sgt pun kita pakai kasut apa nnt..Tapi u knwwwwww... they have THAT same effect like lingeries do. It's the way how they made you FEEL..Cecececece.... And lagipun boleh saja2 nak gedik2 pening2 kepala pusing satu KL carik kasut... (Whaaaattttt..*&lt;em&gt;i Know you're giving me&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt; look*&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;If Mr.Man can pusing2 satu KL, keluar masuk &lt;strong&gt;88&lt;/strong&gt; kedai jam, tapi still x beli2 gak jam dia..I wanna do the same too :p. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;: Tapi ketika saat ni jam Mr.Man dah dibeli lah..Hehe..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stumbled upon a few wedding shoes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHZNuFQnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JF0sVGht1GE/s1600/fashion+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHZNuFQnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JF0sVGht1GE/s200/fashion+1.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHcqdH5xI/AAAAAAAAAms/9LH_0FVaTLc/s1600/fashion+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHcqdH5xI/AAAAAAAAAms/9LH_0FVaTLc/s200/fashion+2.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Shot sepatu pink ni comel kan? Ok ini adalah pose wajib utk cincin kahwin saya :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Oh saya suka warna biru ini!!! Veryyy the daring! Sayang nya bukan warna tema saya...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHk8qHS_I/AAAAAAAAAm8/YJhydKckDbE/s1600/fashion+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHk8qHS_I/AAAAAAAAAm8/YJhydKckDbE/s200/fashion+7.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHoeABidI/AAAAAAAAAnE/5p1xICDttWM/s1600/fashion+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHoeABidI/AAAAAAAAAnE/5p1xICDttWM/s200/fashion+8.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) I love the bling2.. In fact puas gak meronda2 carik kasut ber bling2 tapiiii...Agak sukar jumpa yg saya suka.. Bling2 yg classy bukan yg tacky ye...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Yang ada rose ni pun cute. Simple tp elegant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHh2n-9-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/JQlsa6e2Ju8/s1600/fashion+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="130" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHh2n-9-I/AAAAAAAAAm0/JQlsa6e2Ju8/s200/fashion+6.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plain je. Less is more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaI9WDkFyI/AAAAAAAAAnM/qTDa54DyfGQ/s1600/best+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaI9WDkFyI/AAAAAAAAAnM/qTDa54DyfGQ/s320/best+2.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quirky and cute okay! If only.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaJFCRKyXI/AAAAAAAAAnU/w-eU37l3qJ0/s1600/best+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaJFCRKyXI/AAAAAAAAAnU/w-eU37l3qJ0/s320/best+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh saya SANGAT suka yg gaya ala2 mcm ni. Macam gladiator sket. Super-high tapi chunky kat banagian depan so berdiri lama2 xdela saket kaki.. Mungkin bole main kejar2 polis entry kot.. Haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okla tu je... Tgh2 survey lagi ni. I went to Parkson and Isetan KLCC tadi.. Oh boy oh boyyyy.. Do they have worth-to-drool-over shoes or whattttt.. Dahla tgh sale. Nine West punya sale is veryyy the menarik. Tp sayang nya kasut yg i nak tu takde my size. 6 1/2 got. But 6 they dont have. Sniff snifff..... Cantik tau. Dia adalah peep toe. Material satin. Kaler silver. Pastu kat depan dia ada bow kecik pastu ada bling2 sket.. Simple je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yesterday I went to Pavillion. Saya suka foodcourt dia. Sedap tapi MAHAL cekik darah. I went to &lt;strong&gt;ALDO&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Nine West&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Tangs&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Charles &amp;amp; Keith&lt;/strong&gt; anddddd &lt;strong&gt;Jimmy Chia&lt;/strong&gt;. Adek beradek &lt;strong&gt;Jimmy Choo&lt;/strong&gt; kot. Mungkin adek bongsu sbb harga dia murah sket takdela ribu2 mcm Jimmy Choo. Can get a pair at &lt;strong&gt;RM160 &lt;/strong&gt;if not mistaken. Tu before diskaun tau..Hehe.. This shop is located next to Tangs. And sama level dgn Aldo, 9 West etc etc... Menarik tau kasut2 dia. Sesuai sgt2 lah kalau nk pakai masa wedding day nnt. Byk choice yg ada bling2. Tapi somehow.. Takde yg menarik hati pulak.. Ok mungkin kene pay a 2nd visit kot. Sbb haritu cam rushing2 ada ORANG TU GEDIK NAK BALIK CEPAT *roll eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Aldo sale&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is super cool too. Sila pergi Aldo dekat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ye. I think they have more choices. Yang kat Pavillion macam suam2 kuku je.. Serious murah. Bole la dapat kasut bling2 arnd &lt;strong&gt;RM120&lt;/strong&gt; camtu..So it's worth checking out :) Tak beli pun sebab terlalu tinggi.&amp;nbsp;Ada yang pengantin patah pinggang pulak nnt diri lama2..&amp;nbsp;Unless your a master of wearing a 6-inch heels sambil main hoola2 hoop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okla tu je.. Nak sambung buat kira2. Payroll lock dah nk dekat T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-5718114016760527587?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5718114016760527587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=5718114016760527587&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5718114016760527587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5718114016760527587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_08_01_archive.html#5718114016760527587' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFaHZNuFQnI/AAAAAAAAAmk/JF0sVGht1GE/s72-c/fashion+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-6703032838805333500</id><published>2010-07-29T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T08:05:35.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dress'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the countdown has officially started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi all!!! It has been a long, looong, loooonggg, loonnngggg hiatus for this blog. Bukan taknak update. But seriously, banyak sangat kerja. Week days memang jangan harap bukak blogger. JANGAN harap. Dengan kadang2 internet office yang ntah hapa2 nya. Weekends pulak, I'd be busy with the wedding preparations. If ada pun masa nak update, it was either i was too tired or too lazy. Hehe.. Since I arrived early&amp;nbsp;this morning, maka i update lah this blog. (Just in case anyone misses me ke..Ha&amp;nbsp;Ha Ha..)&amp;nbsp;Before 7 dah tercegat depan KLCC. I'm amazed with myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhouuuuuuuu...i'd like to do a lil' updating on my wedding preparation. Overall, everything is quite well.. Cuma there were times that i nearly went crazy.Mana nk satisfy hati parents, hati bakal MIL annnddd do i need to mention the hubby-to-be? Oh god.Seriously boleh gile. Haha. But all in all oklah kot.. Oh did tell you lovelies that I was away on Jakarta-Bandung trip haritu? It was FUN! Tho lepas tu menyesal sebab i burnt super big holes in my pocket. Heh. I went with Mr.Man's family. Crash tido sebilik, jalan berkonvoi. Lama x jalan ramai2 mcm ni.. The main purpose of going to Indon was not solely for the wedding but more like a family vacation. But how i wish I could spend MORE time in those hot spots with wedding stuffs. I managed to get kain2 for my wedding dresses and some accessories to go with it. Tu je. Lain2 tu byk spend on unnecessary things. Asyik pegi the factory outlets je. Habes duittttt. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the wedding preparations. Last week I had a trial makeup with this one makeup artiste. I heard about her from a friend.She's still youn. Baru 23. Tapi i loiikkee her work very2 much. Harga-cheap. Cheap okk. With the work that she produced. Alaa tapi gambar ni didn't do justice lah. But i like how she made me still looked like me but with more enhanced features, like how she highlighted my eyes... Oh believe me if i tell you i've been to the worsttttt makeup trial in the world history. This time memang waaay better. Seriously. Dah takde simpan dah lagi gamba2 trial dulu tu. Terus delete..Malu nak tgk muka sendiri. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFC_NhGfUTI/AAAAAAAAAmM/x-4FyDWYlEo/s1600/fb+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFC_NhGfUTI/AAAAAAAAAmM/x-4FyDWYlEo/s200/fb+2.JPG" width="191" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Best kan? I suka! Kalau korang tak suka talpe, janji i suka. Ha Ha Ha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She has a &lt;a href="http://nurule-makeupartist.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; too :)&amp;nbsp; Go check it out and tell me what you think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ohhhh perkara PALING penting on the big day nanti. The wedding dress!! Have sent all the kains to the tailor few weeks back. 2nd or 3rd week of puasa ada first fitting. Yay!! Oh baju kahwin pun ada dra ma jugak okkk... Nanti i tell you all later2.. Lebih kurang tailor yang ala2 rude gitu and besau kepala sampai I pegi jumpa dia balik and ambik balik kain2 tu semua and hantar kat tailor lain. Naseb baikkkkkkkkkk jumpa this one tailor yg best jugak. She used to work for Lynda Rahim. So doa2 kan lah supaya hasil kerjanya best ok? Well to those who were wondering why i amik tailor biasa2 je and not some big names designers.. (Eventhough gaji dah revised recently :p) Well...Of courselah budget kan? Not that I can't BUT rasa sayang nk mencurahkan (air di daun keladi) duit gitu2 je. Usually people will go to designers for their signature touch.Something unique yang takde kat orang lain's bajus. But as for me, I already have the design that i want soooo might as well cari je tailor yang boleh jahit elok2 supaya baju itu turn out serupa dalam gambar yang saya nak. Kan? But for future brides who have the means to spend on designer, why not try kan.. Cuma nya saya seorang yang rather spend bigger on my honeymoon instead of the wedding. Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok here's a sneak peek of my reception dress:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFDER-SxHyI/AAAAAAAAAmU/gyhCcaJ8Vis/s1600/wed+dress+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="142" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFDER-SxHyI/AAAAAAAAAmU/gyhCcaJ8Vis/s200/wed+dress+1.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sekali lagi..gambar ini didnt do justice. Hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tandang dress will look something this except that it's gonna be in lavender-ish. Just a simple kurung moden. Coz I was thinking of wearing it again. Hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFDFEFt0EHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vNTR1KsPwns/s1600/tandang+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFDFEFt0EHI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vNTR1KsPwns/s320/tandang+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baiklah lovelies! Sampai di sini sahaja... Next entry i'll be telling you guys pasal hantaran2 pulak k..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Toodles!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-6703032838805333500?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6703032838805333500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=6703032838805333500&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6703032838805333500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6703032838805333500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_07_01_archive.html#6703032838805333500' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/TFC_NhGfUTI/AAAAAAAAAmM/x-4FyDWYlEo/s72-c/fb+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4126303841855193219</id><published>2010-05-20T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T15:18:02.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;needs to be healed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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Finalized the design oredy. Hint: Modern. Not the Indonesian kebaya type. Saya agak kurang gemar design sebegitu. Hehe. Kain pun dah start beli sket2. Would be getting more kains to make it happen during my trip to Jakarta nanti. Nikah outfit pulak. I just wanted a simple baju kurung modern in chiffon with lace patches pastu suruh tailor tambah batu2 Swarovski ke manik ke. Evergreen. Can be worn again and again. Dgn syarat masih maintain figure. Hahaha.. Kena okk kenaaaa... Basic idea tu dah ada. But the detailings tu lah... Confuse. Banyak sgt contoh2 yang best. 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F-FUkYhPI/AAAAAAAAAl0/eiLPqARGls8/s320/P4100078.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F-WYha9EI/AAAAAAAAAl8/z18nnk5jboM/s1600/Untitled-7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F-WYha9EI/AAAAAAAAAl8/z18nnk5jboM/s320/Untitled-7.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;haaa rambang tak mata?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-3083030599687937884?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3083030599687937884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=3083030599687937884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3083030599687937884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3083030599687937884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#3083030599687937884' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F9K_rSfCI/AAAAAAAAAlE/kiF3zcuWZUo/s72-c/1242_0441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-7313434751566934822</id><published>2010-05-05T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T21:59:30.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;lelaki besi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you watched Ironman 2? Kalau belum, apa tunggu lagi!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F1cuWu9zI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Yx0AiaivzsU/s1600/ironman+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F1cuWu9zI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Yx0AiaivzsU/s320/ironman+4.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;awesomeness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F1uOv9A-I/AAAAAAAAAks/rkdclCUxlsY/s1600/ironman+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F1uOv9A-I/AAAAAAAAAks/rkdclCUxlsY/s320/ironman+2.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;among my faaaavourite element in this movie. The chemistry between them. I swear I saw some percikan2 bunga api. Hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F11rdI_UI/AAAAAAAAAk8/rAblXihYOp4/s1600/rourke_ironman2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F11rdI_UI/AAAAAAAAAk8/rAblXihYOp4/s200/rourke_ironman2.jpg" tt="true" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;definitely in my fave villains list. Buff gile amat ni. Mungkin shooting right after The Wrestler kot. "My name is Ivan Vanko" secara accent Russian. Love the gigi emas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F1w8xqj5I/AAAAAAAAAk0/W17JuYeq7MQ/s1600/ironman+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F1w8xqj5I/AAAAAAAAAk0/W17JuYeq7MQ/s320/ironman+3.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Scarlett Johansson, anda hot. 'nuff said. I want her superbly hot hourglass figure!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, tidak sabar mahu menonton movie2 ini in the upcoming weeks:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Losers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Robin Hood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prince of Persia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cepatlah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-7313434751566934822?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7313434751566934822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=7313434751566934822&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7313434751566934822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7313434751566934822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_05_01_archive.html#7313434751566934822' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S-F1cuWu9zI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Yx0AiaivzsU/s72-c/ironman+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-7814949491772662250</id><published>2010-04-30T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T08:31:36.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;The best thing about me is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9ohD58CO5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/9xaPKgypUAw/s1600/IMG_1900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9ohD58CO5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/9xaPKgypUAw/s320/IMG_1900.jpg" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hari ini cuti!!! Weeeeeeee :D Happy Friday lovelies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-7814949491772662250?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7814949491772662250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=7814949491772662250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7814949491772662250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7814949491772662250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#7814949491772662250' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9ohD58CO5I/AAAAAAAAAkU/9xaPKgypUAw/s72-c/IMG_1900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-5276054383607410357</id><published>2010-04-23T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T09:32:18.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;I wanna be billionaire so friggin' bad..Buy all of the things I never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...Like the convertible new Beetle in apple green or one of those overly high-priced service condos next to KLCC. Hehehe.. New beetle sebab my car dah ala2 kaput skrg and condo tu sebab senang nak pegi kerja. Oh the privillege of waking up 20 mins before going to work. Good morning people! Those are the lines from my current favourite song by &lt;strong&gt;Travis Mccoy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Bruno Mars&lt;/strong&gt;. Bruno's voice is awesome yawwwww! Check out the acoustic version &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qwlK5b4KYfI&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=E85D372AA3F006C6&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;index=33"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Cair tak? I cair. Hahahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kita dok sibuk survey2 wedding dresses, what about the groom? I was thinking that on the day of my reception, Mr.Man is gonna wear a suit because concept ala2 modern gitu lah kan. My dress, ok dah ada some rough ideas of how its gonna look like. But groom nih.. Ok suit is quite generic. Senang je nak tempah or sewa ke apa kan. But I have conflicting thoughts on the details. For example, should Mr.Man wear a suit with a thin black tie or a grey waistcoat? Hmmm... Eh suit yg ready-made dekat Topman tu pn nice. Sangat metro. Tapi Mr.Man kena kurus sekurus2 nya lah to fit in that kind of cutting. Topman's designs kan sgt2 skinny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9DxDujoeJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/WJe8AYiN6oE/s1600/5a_Single.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9DxDujoeJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/WJe8AYiN6oE/s320/5a_Single.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;grey waistcoat.Ala2 English gentleman gitu... Sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9Dx6hBA4LI/AAAAAAAAAjU/CcWoJI2iJuQ/s1600/2006BR0590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9Dx6hBA4LI/AAAAAAAAAjU/CcWoJI2iJuQ/s320/2006BR0590.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;open collared shirt... it enhances the relaxing look. Cool kan? Sesuai lah kalau nak kahwin outdoor or kat beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9D0liyYn_I/AAAAAAAAAjc/zCihxtw7Fho/s1600/2506BR0572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9D0liyYn_I/AAAAAAAAAjc/zCihxtw7Fho/s320/2506BR0572.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;grey suit! I really love the colour. It's modern and very elegant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9D0yRESc0I/AAAAAAAAAjk/dFhjKM7Fh3k/s1600/Lauren_%26_Tim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9D0yRESc0I/AAAAAAAAAjk/dFhjKM7Fh3k/s320/Lauren_%26_Tim.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;black suit with white tie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9D01kpgSTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/q6_CxmQAJX8/s1600/Untitled-9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9D01kpgSTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/q6_CxmQAJX8/s320/Untitled-9.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;black suit with thin black tie. I sooo love tie kurus. Very the Topman-ish. Very edgy. Mr.Man seems to like this type of tie too. Hmmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9D03qvkQsI/AAAAAAAAAj0/RSNe9E5rBSs/s1600/untitled_10.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9D03qvkQsI/AAAAAAAAAj0/RSNe9E5rBSs/s320/untitled_10.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Voila! Smart gile! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can see happiness shining through their faces. Like, so sooo happy and not to mention glowing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok people, have a blast coz' today is T-G-I-F!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugarloveweddings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;SugarLove Weddings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the lovely pics)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-5276054383607410357?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5276054383607410357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=5276054383607410357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5276054383607410357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5276054383607410357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#5276054383607410357' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S9DxDujoeJI/AAAAAAAAAjM/WJe8AYiN6oE/s72-c/5a_Single.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-3152779526605832185</id><published>2010-04-22T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:02:56.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shutter Island.....Someone is missing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8-MzQxsKrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/lyeVH6mGZbM/s1600/Shutterislandposter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8-MzQxsKrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/lyeVH6mGZbM/s320/Shutterislandposter.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is absolutely mind-blowing!!! I'd say it is one of this year's must-see movies. It is a heavy-type of movie, full of suspense. Have you watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0309698/"&gt;Identity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Lebih kurang mcm ni lah. I suka cerita yg ala2 ada conspiracy, twisted saikos and plots. Mencabar minda. Eceeehhh... What more can i say about Leo Di Caprio? All grown up and extremely convincing as the main character in this movie. Not really a big fan of his. Watched &lt;strong&gt;Titanic&lt;/strong&gt; but didnt really like it. I tak suka lah cerita cinta yang ending dia sedih. Bikin stress. I watched a couple more of his films like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;The Aviator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (lamaaaaaa gile citer ni. I remember i left in the middle of the movie sbb nak balik rumah.Ahahahah..Kesian date aku time tu), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Catch me If you Can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Body of Lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Gangs of New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (the reason i watched this because Cameron Diaz was in it. Hehehe.. But kurang chemistry mereka berdua dlm movie ini sebagai couple, sbb they looked like brother and sister je). Wah byk juga movie Leo that i watched. Kata bukan fan. Leo always acted in good quality films so agak rasa worth it nak drag myself to the cinema. But after watching Shutter Island, I have been converted!!!! Leo, I love yah'!! Hahahaha... Ok I dont wanna reveal too much about this movie. But the plot....very the twisted sampai bile ending rasa macam "Oh mai gooodddddd, aku tertipu....." In a good way lah tapi... Hehehe.. So, go watch it people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Ok masa banyak-kerja-aku-takde-life dah start. Laters!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-3152779526605832185?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3152779526605832185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=3152779526605832185&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3152779526605832185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3152779526605832185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#3152779526605832185' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8-MzQxsKrI/AAAAAAAAAjE/lyeVH6mGZbM/s72-c/Shutterislandposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-3542082300208342728</id><published>2010-04-19T09:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:00:01.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just browsing through some ideas of dais. First of all, my reception I takde merenjis2 nih. Second, pelamin I guna utk duduk kejap masa tgh ada org2 silat2 or budak2 kecik menari zapin (just a plan.Taktau lah boleh di realize kan or not) and utk amik2 gambar. Third, eventhough my reception is gonna be held at a dewan which for sure, has a larger space compared to a rumah, but i just want a simple dais. In black &amp;amp; white. As i was browsing, most of the vendors charge different price for pelamin at home and dewan. Contoh kalau pelamin kat rumah bole dapat around ratus2 je but when it comes to dewan, it was double or even triple of that. Aiyohhhh... Memanglah backdrop tu besau tapi ikut my personal preference, tak payah nk penuh kan or tutup semua ruang2 tu. We can use our creativity to create something yg outstanding without using a whole of 3 panel pelamin (sebagai contoh). Tu yang buat mahal tuh. I have engaged a vendor utk pelamin. Still in discussion level. So far so good. Masih belum finalize the details. Ok people, time for pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qxOyY6WpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/eybjmLchD-s/s1600/21268018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qxOyY6WpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/eybjmLchD-s/s320/21268018.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qxVnvSM6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/mDb23lBV4Bk/s1600/4215969128_5d7b2d2d77.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qxVnvSM6I/AAAAAAAAAiM/mDb23lBV4Bk/s320/4215969128_5d7b2d2d77.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qxdY5iMJI/AAAAAAAAAiU/qfGN-jJDzDw/s1600/DSC06768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qxdY5iMJI/AAAAAAAAAiU/qfGN-jJDzDw/s320/DSC06768.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qxl-BrBnI/AAAAAAAAAic/7vF19RcRA1s/s1600/DSC06781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qxl-BrBnI/AAAAAAAAAic/7vF19RcRA1s/s320/DSC06781.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sukelah idea ni. A wall full of our pictures. Tgh fikir how to DIY it. Any ideas how? I want something yg DIY secara cost-effective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8q4neHCgNI/AAAAAAAAAik/zqu48lNhaAk/s1600/hitam+putih+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8q4neHCgNI/AAAAAAAAAik/zqu48lNhaAk/s320/hitam+putih+1.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Initial ideas hasil brainstorming me and my vendor.. Something like this lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8q45a-nDuI/AAAAAAAAAis/TrNHdRYlJWE/s1600/hitam+putih+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8q45a-nDuI/AAAAAAAAAis/TrNHdRYlJWE/s320/hitam+putih+2.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;suke frame cermin di kiri dn kanan pelamin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8q5HlL1xKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/iHMHT9kc9ik/s1600/hitam+putih+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8q5HlL1xKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/iHMHT9kc9ik/s320/hitam+putih+3.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh sooo loving then lanterns.. Kalaulah buat malam kan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-3542082300208342728?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3542082300208342728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=3542082300208342728&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3542082300208342728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3542082300208342728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#3542082300208342728' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qxOyY6WpI/AAAAAAAAAiE/eybjmLchD-s/s72-c/21268018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1621675445523513046</id><published>2010-04-18T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T15:10:58.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Helloooooo Saturday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Man and I went to catch a movie. Mula2 torn in between Shutter Island and How To Train Your Dragon. Ada terasa jugak nk buat movie marathon. Tapi nya, impossible sbb got a wedding to go to belah malamnya..Pastu takmolah tibe2 ter-depressed tgk movie heavy cam Shutter Island tu kan. Takpe2. Next time kite buat movie marathon ok wak? Saya nak tengok citer2 kat bawah ni tau wak:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ironman 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Robin Hood&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Losers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ironman&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;The Losers&lt;/strong&gt; ada Robert Downey Jr!!!! Yeayy. Suka dia. So far, he managed to amazingly carry out all his characters. Multi-talented lah. Korang dah tgk &lt;strong&gt;Tropic Thunder&lt;/strong&gt; tak?Hahahaha.. Super duper kelakar gile nak mati!!! Australian actor yang aspired nak jadik a black guy. Mantap mantap. Anyhowwww, we decided to just go watch Kick-Ass. Memang sgt lah kick ass ini movie. It reminds me alot pasal Kill Bill. Tapi Kill Bill tu lagi hardcore and gory lah. Quentin Tarantino is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qpOcySKuI/AAAAAAAAAh0/OuoAXpOawog/s1600/KA+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qpOcySKuI/AAAAAAAAAh0/OuoAXpOawog/s320/KA+3.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"With no power comes no responsibility"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just go watch it people. Jangan beli dvd cetak rompak. Berbaloi baloi tgk kat wayang! Seriously.. This is not the usual superhero movie&amp;nbsp;where the superheros&amp;nbsp;have superpowers. Ni memang lain lah. Please, please, please tgk kayh. Then you know what i'm talking about ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qpI9t1BXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SSx9wdA3lzM/s1600/KA+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qpI9t1BXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/SSx9wdA3lzM/s320/KA+1.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hit Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - my favourite character in action!!!! Gile super cool budak kecik ni ok. She was like, 13 yrs old? But the mind-blowing stunts, peghhhhh...i tell u.. Love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qpLoHxibI/AAAAAAAAAhs/nOqJqp7BKCo/s1600/KA+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qpLoHxibI/AAAAAAAAAhs/nOqJqp7BKCo/s320/KA+2.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Kick-Ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; himself. Kelakar ok watak dia clm citer nih.. Hahahahaha... He was in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Masa tu he was all dreamy and sgt eye candy ok. Sekali koooo dalam citer nih, trasnformasi habes. Part yang masa dia jadi dorky tu mmg jadi.Lawak lawak. Please go watch ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qpSc225II/AAAAAAAAAh8/dSe0bxUkxt4/s1600/KA+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qpSc225II/AAAAAAAAAh8/dSe0bxUkxt4/s320/KA+4.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hit Girl is awesooommeeeeee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oklah.... Nak sambung usha maklumat mengenai W-Day. Toodles lovelies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-1621675445523513046?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1621675445523513046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1621675445523513046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1621675445523513046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1621675445523513046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#1621675445523513046' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8qpOcySKuI/AAAAAAAAAh0/OuoAXpOawog/s72-c/KA+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4506093114891317136</id><published>2010-04-16T07:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T07:53:19.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding dress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theme colour'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;suka teramat amat sangat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8WCYM_KLqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/a7EKAaJ8Ucc/s1600/06BR8266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8WCYM_KLqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/a7EKAaJ8Ucc/s320/06BR8266.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;siapa cakap hitam putih tu x lawa?? siapa? siapaaaaa?? seee.... it was very tasteful, simple yet elegant. The black sash on the bride itu sangatlah comel. Saya suka!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8WCapn-foI/AAAAAAAAAhc/COXKVECHxN0/s1600/06BR8291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8WCapn-foI/AAAAAAAAAhc/COXKVECHxN0/s320/06BR8291.JPG" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ok ini gambar wajib kena amik masa W-day. Wajib. Wajibbbb!! Mr.Man, do you copy? Hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wah wah wah. Semakin ligat blog ini di update. Yelah setelah beberapa bulan terbengkalai, kekurangan kasih sayang.. I shall never abandon you again.Never! Hahahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday everyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-4506093114891317136?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4506093114891317136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=4506093114891317136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4506093114891317136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4506093114891317136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#4506093114891317136' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8WCYM_KLqI/AAAAAAAAAhU/a7EKAaJ8Ucc/s72-c/06BR8266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1066865096693068350</id><published>2010-04-15T07:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T07:59:58.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theme colour'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's black &amp;amp; white, baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The theme for my reception has been decided quite early in the initial stages of planning the W-day actually. Secara spontan, mudah dan tepat. Hahaha.. Hitam putih. Hitam itu menawan. Putih itu suci.Or so they say. I wanted something different. Something which is not too romantic or mushy. Weddings are perceived to supposedly be all about romance.After all it is the celebration of&amp;nbsp;love right? Sbb tu kaler2 like pink, soft blues, lilac etc etc are widely used. Those colours are undeniably sangat sangatttt sweet and pwetty. Tapi mungkin bukan selera I kot. Hehehe. And to me it is quite easy to match and arrange things with this black n white theme. Sangat basic. Actually it is an elegant concept. Tak ke? Hehehe.. Baiklaaaaah... I&amp;nbsp;found some stuff that are in black and white. Jatuh cinta lah tau..... Sila cekaut cake yg ada cucuk2&amp;nbsp;love tu. Naaakkkkkkk!!! Comel ok&amp;nbsp; comelll... I wish i could have them all on my W-Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKgcZtrtI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Ebs1WQAsot4/s1600/fondant_cake_b%26w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKgcZtrtI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Ebs1WQAsot4/s320/fondant_cake_b%26w.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKdT4UQQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/_36Q1ZIn8Tg/s1600/3911058741_d7dfcdce77.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKdT4UQQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/_36Q1ZIn8Tg/s320/3911058741_d7dfcdce77.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKSRv-uMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/9nDdBBpC2dg/s1600/16_letterpress-wedding-invite-set-suite-announcement-persoanlized-boutique-design-print-manhattan-soho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKSRv-uMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/9nDdBBpC2dg/s320/16_letterpress-wedding-invite-set-suite-announcement-persoanlized-boutique-design-print-manhattan-soho.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKV5YWRdI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Z_5KHqfVdq8/s1600/16_letterpress-wedding-invitation-suite-design-logo-personalized-extra-thick-new-york-manhattan-printing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKV5YWRdI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Z_5KHqfVdq8/s320/16_letterpress-wedding-invitation-suite-design-logo-personalized-extra-thick-new-york-manhattan-printing.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKYyn07II/AAAAAAAAAg8/t2wUYmJEmZU/s1600/2947_DB123BK8358mn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKYyn07II/AAAAAAAAAg8/t2wUYmJEmZU/s320/2947_DB123BK8358mn.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and finally....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKDluKTpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/weiTWQypcsk/s1600/a100078_sum05_bouquet_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKDluKTpI/AAAAAAAAAgk/weiTWQypcsk/s320/a100078_sum05_bouquet_l.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I looooove this hand bouquet!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aaahh.. The beauty of black n white. Naseb baik memiliki emak berjiwa modern dan memahami. Hehehe.. Kalau tidak, jgn harap.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-1066865096693068350?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1066865096693068350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1066865096693068350&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1066865096693068350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1066865096693068350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#1066865096693068350' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S8RKgcZtrtI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Ebs1WQAsot4/s72-c/fondant_cake_b%26w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2861838447656957045</id><published>2010-04-13T12:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T18:37:23.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;being a girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i have a lot to update about&amp;nbsp;my upcoming W-day. Sekarang terasa penurunan semangat nak survey B2B blogs, usha2 portfolio makeup artists, photographers, inspiration of hall decos, pelamin dan segala2 nya. Haihh.. I guess due to recent negative happenongs at work + workload yg never seems to end, terus down semangat ni. Serious lah. My work and this certain person from hell at my dept macam dah suck the fun out of my life. Like a leech!!!! Umum tahu bahawasanya I memang lah takde life sgt pun sejak dua menjak transfer ni kan. But haihh... Dah makin critical dah ni nampak nya. Benci lah. Mr.Man is a busy man nowadays. Takpelah. Demi masa depan keluarga. Wah wah wah. But seriously, nak dating pun cam kena plan betul2 find the time. In a way, it is good jugak as org2 tua kata, tak elok sgt jumpa selalu sebelum kahwin. Oh this reminds me, I will need to plan for a movie date with him. Rasa2 nya adalah nk dekat 2 bulan kot tak catch the latest movie. Ok wow. How immersed i am&amp;nbsp;with my&amp;nbsp;work :p&amp;nbsp;Baiklaaaahhhh. I'll put this in my to-do list now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okkkkkk back to W-preparation. So far these are the few items that have been confirmed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Makeup for my reception&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=1194650440&amp;amp;ref=search&amp;amp;sid=532327283.1087022735..1"&gt;Lova Cinta&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Contact no: 016-6720 445)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Deposit paid oredy. Yeayy! Over the phone, she sounds very veryyy friendly.Finally I managed to find a female makeup artist yg within my budget and with nice portfolios.Initially i was torn between Ayang Kamell and Lova. I think Ayang's strength lies in the eye makeup. Cantik2 belaka. But kerana tegar mahu kan female, maka Lova it is :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catering for nikah and my reception &lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nikah (one of the cateres provided by Masjid Wilayah) - Yang ni tiada pilihan. Semoga sedap.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reception (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fariscatering.com.my/profile.htm"&gt;Faris Catering&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, based in Kg. Pandan) - Have tasted the food during a relative's wedding. The thing I like most about Faris ni is (besides the yummy food. Crew2 masak adalah org2 ala2 mamak Penang. Confirm beriyani lazat kan. The owner itself mmg mamak originated frm Penang pun), the worker on duty yang tukang2 kemas and clearkan meja tu, adalah sgt efficient! Sangat cepat bersihkan meja and refill food pun pantas je. Actually I could get a cheaper price from Faris.Seriously. Tapiiiiiii sebab he said my dewan is situated at Level 2, and therefore he needs more workers to angkat2 barang semua.Maka tak dpt lah kurang. Kalau buat kat rumah, boleh. Ok fine.Tapi nak angkat2 barang semua tu bukan suruh naik tangga pun. Ada lif.Macam nk argue di situ. Tapiiiii xpelah. Malas nak pening.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Venue for my reception&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dewan Wisma Sejarah &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;What more can i say. Hehe. Dewan idaman! As you all know that eventhough I stay in lala-land Rawang, but my reception is gonna be done in KL. Why? Relatives, friends, rakan2 ibu bapa byk yg di KL.Kira mcm nk senangkan perjalanan merekalah.Lagi pun kat rumah, panas.Hehe. Ok betul tak tipu.Kepanasan Rawang dah mcm kat Texas. (Like I've been there lah kan. Hahaha). What i like about this Dewan is, first of all, it's within my budget. Itu yang paling penting. The rental includes &lt;strong&gt;aircond + kerusi + meja + PA system&lt;/strong&gt;. It's fully carpeted and ada mini stage and tirai for the pelamin lagi. Senang. The dewan is not too big or too small. Just nice.Kalau besar sgt mcm dewan DBKL yg kat Jelatek (antara pilihan awal nak buat kat situ sbb mcm baru renovate kan), nak kene fikir deco2 takmo hall nmpk kosong sgt kan. Cost lagi nnt. The person in charge ni sgt2 ah penyabar and kind. Rasa2 nya dah byk kali call sbb tukar date booking.Hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dulang hantaran + the deco&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought in &lt;strong&gt;Nilai&lt;/strong&gt;. Dah siap deco sumer dah. Tinggal nk letak and susun the barang2 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I have mentioned cost a few times kan? Because we are getting married and buying a house all at the same time. Peghhh. Pening x pening? Mr.Man lah yg pening.Hehehe. I sebagai penenang je. But still lah kan. Cannot lah have both secara extravaganza bukan?&amp;nbsp;Lagi pun kami merancang&amp;nbsp;berbulan madu ke suatu tempat yg&amp;nbsp;agak high-cost. Semoga lah menjadi kenyataan. *crossing fingers* I rather spend on honeymoon rathern than wedding yg satu hari je ni.Ok mungkin nk splurge sikit on makeup and&amp;nbsp; baju. Yg lain tu sederhana2 sahaja xpe. Yang penting nmpk cantik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah.. Till the next update. Boss dah panggil mengadap. Toddles! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2861838447656957045?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2861838447656957045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2861838447656957045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2861838447656957045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2861838447656957045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html#2861838447656957045' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1670338643935536917</id><published>2010-03-15T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:59:06.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S532NBC59LI/AAAAAAAAAgc/O5Q63RBadds/s1600-h/dress+blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S532NBC59LI/AAAAAAAAAgc/O5Q63RBadds/s400/dress+blog.jpg" vt="true" width="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hasil scan from the Bridal Guide mag. Not that clear but basically this is what i want. (The one on the left)Best nya kan kalau dapat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-1670338643935536917?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1670338643935536917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1670338643935536917&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1670338643935536917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1670338643935536917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#1670338643935536917' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S532NBC59LI/AAAAAAAAAgc/O5Q63RBadds/s72-c/dress+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4512332076193527285</id><published>2010-03-12T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:24:27.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The journey has started.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My journey towards Mrs-ship is approximately 8 months from now. His family came for an official risik session on the 28th of Feb. My family has no experience in kawen2 thingy ever since I'll be the first child to get married in the family. Naseb&amp;nbsp;baiklah&amp;nbsp;cuti 3 hari that weekend. Dari kemas2, tukar ganti langsir, basuh toilet, cat toilet sampai lah ke tang masak2, all were done on our own. No close relatives dtg tolong2. My parents thought it was a private event pun, risik2 je, bukan nk bertunang pun. But.. Risik pun dah kire cam bertunang kan. Pening lah. Kan? Wahatever. Janji THE dates have been finalized. We have been talking about getting married for quite some time already. So when he told me that his family was coming over,I was ecstatic :)&amp;nbsp;There were a few funny moments during the whole merisik2 thingy. Kena makan sirih lah, blur2 bila nk kena sarung cincin lah..Hehehe..But it was all goooooddd... The preparation of&amp;nbsp;a wedding is indeed exciting!! Up to today, some of the stuff has been settled and finalized. Adala a few things yang nak survey2 lagi. Venue has been secured. Yayyy!!! The &lt;strong&gt;venue&lt;/strong&gt; was kinda hotspot given that it was fully booked until end of this year. Naseblah baik dapat jugak. &lt;strong&gt;Dates&lt;/strong&gt; of course, have been agreed by both sides. And yang paling menakjubkan is all 3 events - &lt;strong&gt;nikah&lt;/strong&gt;, my &lt;strong&gt;reception&lt;/strong&gt; and his will all be done in 3 consecutive days. Weeee!!! Penjimatan annual leave!! I loiikkkeee :) Tempat nikah also secured. Another one big yayy for that.Hehe.. Alhamdulillah. All those major things have been done I think. Even caterer for my reception dah selamat di book. The rest are still work in progress. Will be going to PWTC this weekend for Matta fair and tht Pameran Pengantin. Cant hardly wait!!! Hopefully there will be amazing deals for our honeymoon :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S5paRaZqJAI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Wg_Hj2UtLk0/s1600-h/P_8090_7_177835.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S5paRaZqJAI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Wg_Hj2UtLk0/s200/P_8090_7_177835.jpg" vt="true" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hihihihihi....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-4512332076193527285?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4512332076193527285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=4512332076193527285&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4512332076193527285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4512332076193527285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#4512332076193527285' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S5paRaZqJAI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Wg_Hj2UtLk0/s72-c/P_8090_7_177835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-6657958702826308120</id><published>2010-03-11T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:18:44.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;from today onwards, this blog will be my lil' black book in updating my preparation, sweat, tears and laughs towards THE&amp;nbsp;day :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S5i0i1hRLgI/AAAAAAAAAgM/szCLSHJ6yqA/s1600-h/055.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S5i0i1hRLgI/AAAAAAAAAgM/szCLSHJ6yqA/s320/055.png" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wish me luck lovelies!&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/6607854-6657958702826308120?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6657958702826308120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=6657958702826308120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6657958702826308120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6657958702826308120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#6657958702826308120' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/S5i0i1hRLgI/AAAAAAAAAgM/szCLSHJ6yqA/s72-c/055.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-3895616237266080413</id><published>2009-12-20T08:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T08:31:00.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;my kinda style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have loved this girl ever since she was first involved in Malaysia's very first Project Runway. Being the only scarf-wearing girl, of course she has got my attention from the start. After the show ended, I continued following her updates &lt;a href="http://jezmineblossom.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Why I love her? Her sense of fashion and styles somewhat matched my own, if not all, most of it. Cute, attention-grabbing accessories, siap dgn tema2 comel mcm Alice in Wonderland, Wizard of Oz, sgt old-school, sgt vintage, sgt oldies in a very very creative way. Her style&amp;nbsp;mmg laaa lain frm the designers typically do in Msia ni haa.&amp;nbsp;Her speciality is in mix-matching different pieces and creating a fabolous outfit. Sgt cool ok! Her idea of wearing layers of different stuff mmg menakjubkan.&amp;nbsp;Plus the candy-coloured, adorable stuff. I love!!!!! Anywayssss, she is about to open up a store yay!!! This is good news alrite :D. Starting from selling online, sekarang dah bukak kedai. So inspirational lah. It's not yet open, but I do really hope its gonna be soon!! Details can be found here --&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://jezmineblossom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jezmine the Shopper&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nota kaki:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why did Malaysia stop doing the Project Runway show ye? It is a good platform for budding Msian designers to show wht they are capable of and also all the publicity tht comes with it. In its first ever season (and also the last) there were Zerry Zamry, Nurita Harith and not forgetting Hatta Dolmat. Not tht they're not well-known enough before the show (e.g. Hatta Dolmat is kinda well-established dah pun) but I think after the show,lagi ramai org tau siapa mereka2 ini. And i terus follow Zerry Zamry lepas tu. Heh.. I believe, this show should be continued. Dah terlalu byk sgt reality show on singing and even acting. And some of the products or the winners kadang2 tak ke mana pun. At least with a fashion reality tv show, we could initiate the first step in creating many more Bernard Chandrans and Jimmy Choos in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-3895616237266080413?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3895616237266080413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=3895616237266080413&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3895616237266080413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3895616237266080413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#3895616237266080413' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4901901339825841546</id><published>2009-12-19T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T21:57:33.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1,2,3.. Testing testing.. Blogging frm Berry2!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-4901901339825841546?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4901901339825841546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=4901901339825841546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4901901339825841546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4901901339825841546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#4901901339825841546' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2351304668434093772</id><published>2009-12-19T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:50:05.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hari ni bangun dgn perasaan lapang hati and gembira (alhamdulillah..). After a whole lot of ordeal the past few weeks. Some crappy work stuff, kene marah dgn boss, fights and arguments with the parents and Mr.Man (but dah make up yay!). Letih gila lah otak. Dahla i am famously known as Ratu Air Mata. Lagi lah. Thank God ada concealer, memang genius pencipta nya. Hahah.. Lawaklah bila ingat balik Anyhouuuuuuu... I am gonna post up some updates of my life the past few weeks that I was gone. Let the pictures do the talking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Mr.Man's 27th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxT4AQOb9I/AAAAAAAAAes/rKsmX0-qaI4/s1600-h/IMG00200-20091114-2039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxT4AQOb9I/AAAAAAAAAes/rKsmX0-qaI4/s320/IMG00200-20091114-2039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the one who is being celebrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxT_JvUkNI/AAAAAAAAAe0/FlEOjxpO2Pg/s1600-h/IMG00203-20091114-2040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxT_JvUkNI/AAAAAAAAAe0/FlEOjxpO2Pg/s200/IMG00203-20091114-2040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the one who's being celebrated,celebrated it with (nak jugak gambar sebagai cupcake maker). Smaller pic, taknak steal the limelight from the birthday boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;renjis renjis dipilis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxVc6tWmPI/AAAAAAAAAe8/0F5RlaOscKc/s1600-h/Sue+kawen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxVc6tWmPI/AAAAAAAAAe8/0F5RlaOscKc/s320/Sue+kawen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my colleague,Sue's wedding. I am so gonna miss her now tht she's married..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxWCbmr0WI/AAAAAAAAAfE/YQeM_VKajcM/s1600-h/IMG00061-20091003-1559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxWCbmr0WI/AAAAAAAAAfE/YQeM_VKajcM/s320/IMG00061-20091003-1559.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr.Man's friend's wedding. I think it had a Javanese theme or sumtin like tht. Ada lauk tempe! My fave :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxWPgZ3N-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/X5qmQ1wz6P4/s1600-h/lina+tunang1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxWPgZ3N-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/X5qmQ1wz6P4/s320/lina+tunang1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lina's engagement. Pink theme. I love this pic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;random pic of having a good time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxX2NeER0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/Ki8BX5lUCgw/s1600-h/IMG00095-20091003-2123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxX2NeER0I/AAAAAAAAAfU/Ki8BX5lUCgw/s320/IMG00095-20091003-2123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sgt old school kan. saidina!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxZXrCr9xI/AAAAAAAAAfs/WkYcPxDuB2k/s1600-h/DSC00969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxZXrCr9xI/AAAAAAAAAfs/WkYcPxDuB2k/s320/DSC00969.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;chilling out witht the cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxasW5sAzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/auRWHqkvh-o/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxasW5sAzI/AAAAAAAAAf0/auRWHqkvh-o/s320/DSC01403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxVc6tWmPI/AAAAAAAAAe8/0F5RlaOscKc/s320/Sue+kawen.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 298px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 727px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2351304668434093772?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2351304668434093772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2351304668434093772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2351304668434093772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2351304668434093772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#2351304668434093772' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SyxT4AQOb9I/AAAAAAAAAes/rKsmX0-qaI4/s72-c/IMG00200-20091114-2039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1065803333019535805</id><published>2009-11-10T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T10:46:20.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i-am-busy-at-the-moment-i-have-no-life entry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvjTmffkXII/AAAAAAAAAeY/i78BpXydd-c/s1600-h/been_busy_at_kinky_solutions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvjTmffkXII/AAAAAAAAAeY/i78BpXydd-c/s320/been_busy_at_kinky_solutions.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaarrrghhhhhh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-1065803333019535805?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1065803333019535805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1065803333019535805&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1065803333019535805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1065803333019535805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#1065803333019535805' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvjTmffkXII/AAAAAAAAAeY/i78BpXydd-c/s72-c/been_busy_at_kinky_solutions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1039006185047349259</id><published>2009-11-05T08:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:20:00.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Paris Hilton’s My New BFF"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvF7ppR99xI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oViSgGNnSK8/s1600-h/paris_hiltons_my_new_bff-show.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvF7ppR99xI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oViSgGNnSK8/s200/paris_hiltons_my_new_bff-show.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Well i seriously dont know where to begin. I have never got the chance to watch this yet. I stumbled upon this when I was busy surfing the net researching for taxation law when tadaaaaaaaaaaaa... Bimbo sungguh laa. Amazing thing is, it lasted for 3 freaking seasons and even managed to make its way to Britain and Dubai. Amboi. Seems like the whole world wants to know what this Ms Socialite is up to. But seriously, my brain somewhat refuses to embrace the concept. To find a new BFF&amp;nbsp;through a&amp;nbsp;reality show? I could sense a hint of despration there. And the winner? What is she trying to prove or she can prove by bagging away the main title? Best la kot kena kejar dgn paparazzi. Pictures will be all over the internet, mags, u name it. Lepas tu, come the 2nd, 3rd season and Paris selected her new winner-BFF-wuteva, you're history already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvF7dVgS2PI/AAAAAAAAAdw/g7ppfWvLa94/s1600-h/01_fb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvF7dVgS2PI/AAAAAAAAAdw/g7ppfWvLa94/s400/01_fb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you have THAT much money, you can buy anything - even (best) friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh boy. SangatTakBolehBelah ok. Please don't fall for this people. Let's indulge in&amp;nbsp;something else more enriching and stimulating to the mind and soul. Like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Drop&lt;/span&gt; Dead &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;Diva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvF_1Eio42I/AAAAAAAAAeA/nNfEUvhMtSM/s1600-h/ddd_600x300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvF_1Eio42I/AAAAAAAAAeA/nNfEUvhMtSM/s320/ddd_600x300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"life looks different the second time around"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Once you've started watching, you'd sure be hooked :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-1039006185047349259?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1039006185047349259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1039006185047349259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1039006185047349259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1039006185047349259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#1039006185047349259' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SvF7ppR99xI/AAAAAAAAAd4/oViSgGNnSK8/s72-c/paris_hiltons_my_new_bff-show.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1662779879793298279</id><published>2009-11-04T08:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:12:36.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and this too, shall pass....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I admit it's tempting to wish for the perfect boss - the perfect parent - or the perfect outfit. But maybe the best any of us can do is not quit, play the hand we've been dealt, and accesorize what we've got" - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Carrie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Bradshaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, SATC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody said it like you did Ms.Carrie Bradshaw. Often we complained of the less-satisfactory conditions in our lives that we forgot to just be grateful of what we have now. Our endless whining and complaining sometimes tempted us to just go on and on about our misfortune that sometimes it distracted us from seeing clearly. In hard times like these (I am referring to my fast-going-down-south mood/motivation to work), all we could see is negativity. True. Who in the right mind could still whole-heartedly work when bosses are demanding, nature of work is just getting harder and harder that it made you question of your own capability, smart but stuck-up people who refused to help you and all sorts of crappy things that are beyond your control (nonsensical policies,anyone?). Seriously, I think I'd get grey hair &amp;amp; wrinkles faster than I'd imagine. Oklah, I am not gonna say "Hey, let's think positive and bust our butts off happily and finish our work like we're told to!" No, no that'd be suicidal. But since our endless whining &amp;amp; complaining are not taking us anywhere (kalau kite komplen pastu boss baik hati nak panjangkan deadline and allow balik rumah sharp pukul 5 hari2 tu best lah jugak kan..) Mungkin lah we need to rethink our strategies. Optimize the options whateva that we have now, eventhough I know&amp;nbsp;they're not much.&amp;nbsp;Survival is the only way to go as far as I can see. I know its a very&amp;nbsp;hard thing to do. Macamana nak perform&amp;nbsp;kalau you are motivationally being degraded&amp;nbsp;everytime you tried your best? (Tulah kalau people cannot see or just refuse to see the way you do.Ni lah masalah nya dgn generation gaps..) As what Carrie Bradshaw said, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;accesorize&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with what we've got. And I am gonna try very hard to do just that. Wish me luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-1662779879793298279?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1662779879793298279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1662779879793298279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1662779879793298279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1662779879793298279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#1662779879793298279' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2994548826204142186</id><published>2009-11-01T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:10:00.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday morning,rain is falling...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday when I was browsing through the bookshelves at Borders...I came across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxiMkHPOVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/I5VJGm5g9Vo/s1600-h/DSC02772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxiMkHPOVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/I5VJGm5g9Vo/s320/DSC02772.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, besides the attention-grabbing graphic on the cover, what I am interested in the most is the fact that this book contains no E's at all!!! (this is the whole purpose of this book). Serious. I schemed through lah kan. Memang betul takde. The word "the" yang paling koman sekali pun langsung not being used anywhere in the book at all. Hmm..Out of curiosity, nak beli ke tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2994548826204142186?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2994548826204142186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2994548826204142186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2994548826204142186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2994548826204142186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#2994548826204142186' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxiMkHPOVI/AAAAAAAAAbo/I5VJGm5g9Vo/s72-c/DSC02772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-954782857934439916</id><published>2009-11-01T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T00:03:35.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday's thrills &amp;amp; spills&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am still under heavy sedation of my fever, flu and cough meds. But nevertheless...I am very excited to tell you what i've been up to today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As it is the wedding season, I went to a kenduri with my family, like what I have been doing for the past 1 month. It was all nice and pretty and very pink. Food was marvellous.Siap interview the caterer, for the purpose of&amp;nbsp;my own research. Aaaanddddd next....Ok here comes the highlight of my day.. off I went to The Curve with Mr.Man. Ada gig yay, ada gig yay!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okla actually it wasnt really a gig lah. A friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of Mr.Man is a renowned photographer.He was having this exhibit for his artwork where a number of his photographers&amp;nbsp;friends came to take snapshots&amp;nbsp;of interesting happenings of the day. So i guess, the mini show where Mr.Man was supposed to&amp;nbsp;perform, was sort of a selingan for the crowd that came by today.Dahla kitorg sampai sejam lambat.Definitely not fashionably late.Memang lambat gile.Sampai2, org dah ramai.Ingat sikit je..sekali tu adala dlm 30+ ppl. Whoaaa.. Mr.Man of course, nerve-wreck abes, as this was the first time ever he played the drums in front of THAT many people.Ramai okkkk. When the time came, it turned out to be awesooomeeeeeeee!! &lt;strong&gt;*loud applause*&lt;/strong&gt; As an amateur drummer who only practised on Rockband, I think the outcome was pretty well-done.Bangga I tau.Tihihihih... The band performed 3 songs by Oasis, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"Live Forever"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;"Some Might Say"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;"Don't Look Back in Anger".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nice choice. Maka I, of course, secara otomatik menjadi camera/video girl.Menggigil jugaklah tangan nak maintain blackberry tu dari bergegar while they played 3 songs consecutively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all, I think it was a very good experience. I have been wanting to see him performed live since forever.Finally, dapat jugak.Not as a guitarist though.Next time&amp;nbsp;you main lah gitar pulak. Please please&amp;nbsp;pleaseee..&amp;nbsp;Hehehe.. Since ramai betul photographers yg dtg, agak segan lah jugak I dok snap2 gambar and record the performance&amp;nbsp;pakai phone je.Orang lain semua slr tahap bazooka with all the super canggih lenses.Ehemmm..Mr.Man, mungkin kita (awak) perlu mempunyai/membeli camera juga? &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After that we head straight to Dome for coffee and some snacks, sambil meng-review all the pics and the videos of his debut performance itu. Festive betul The Curve nih, as always.Never fail to amuse me. Several restaurants&amp;nbsp;were celebrating &lt;strong&gt;Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;.Complete with the deco of pumpkins, hantu2 gantung, spider webs and jack-o-lanterns.Macam rumah hantu.Yang meriah :D Oh and there were some workers of Tony Roma's dressing up as Freddie Kruger and that scary guy dalam Halloween tu. Sambil lari2 kejar2 takutkan orang ramai.Hahah..Best!! But I guess Halloween Celebration here wasnt as big as the ones in the west. Kids wearing costumes&amp;nbsp;(scary or not) and going from house to house, trick-or-treating sambil collect candies. Or &lt;a href="http://secondsanctuary.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-carving.html"&gt;pumpkin carving&lt;/a&gt; macam ni?It sure looked fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh lupa, the piccas. Enjoysss and Happy Halloween lovelies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxddKoU_II/AAAAAAAAAbA/Z3uXzLEIJEY/s1600-h/IMG00126-20091031-1618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxddKoU_II/AAAAAAAAAbA/Z3uXzLEIJEY/s320/IMG00126-20091031-1618.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Suxd1RA4EHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ChJBWA2P7jw/s1600-h/DSC02767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Suxd1RA4EHI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ChJBWA2P7jw/s320/DSC02767.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mr.Man in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxdsddgmcI/AAAAAAAAAbI/cbLE2wKSHTc/s1600-h/IMG00130-20091031-1629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxdsddgmcI/AAAAAAAAAbI/cbLE2wKSHTc/s320/IMG00130-20091031-1629.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the crowd.Ramai x ramai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxeKJAABjI/AAAAAAAAAbY/D-qNGQldCIU/s1600-h/DSC02775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxeKJAABjI/AAAAAAAAAbY/D-qNGQldCIU/s320/DSC02775.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;kami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxeOBsUyCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Wq0zCQhKMms/s1600-h/DSC02777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxeOBsUyCI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Wq0zCQhKMms/s320/DSC02777.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HoneyCombCrunchkehapentah nama drink ni..that will surely go straight to my hips T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-954782857934439916?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/954782857934439916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=954782857934439916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/954782857934439916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/954782857934439916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#954782857934439916' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuxddKoU_II/AAAAAAAAAbA/Z3uXzLEIJEY/s72-c/IMG00126-20091031-1618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4928111438740127854</id><published>2009-10-30T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:11:27.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy friday? urghh..not for me!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;while other people were busy packing to rush back home, I was straining my eyes, staring at my pc, tgh terkemut2 nak siapkan kerja2. Apa citerrrrr niiiiiii?!?!? Orang lain&amp;nbsp;sibuk2 nak balik.Even my super workaholic bosses have happily made their way home. Aku jugak laaaa yg terkulat2 depan pc ni haa sambil kelaparan teramat sebab sejuk gile babs skrg nii. Thank God Mr.Man was still online. I told him we were beginning to turn into dull adults. All work and no play. I told him we better make the best out of this coming weekend by doing only fun stuff and indulge in wuteva adventures that came to his mind. (His mind sebab ceq malas laa nk pk2.Ceq ikot sajaa noo..) Memang sah2 la dia tak dpt feel wht I was feeling now. Tgh in happy/nervous mode esok dpt perform in a, shall i say, mini gig? Eceeeehhh... You knw I dig rockstars. Hihihihi..(Gedikkk) He was pretty nervous actually.But happy at the same time.Nervous because tiba2 kene jadi drummer pulak. Fes time tu nak main depan audience. Mungking takde la ramai mana. But still.... If it was me, dah lama lari nyorok blakang langsir. Ok experience masa main Rockband berjam2 totally tak kire hokeh. Mr.Man is actually a guitarist.He plays the guitar. Ok I wanted to bagi pujian berbakul2 to him for being good at slammin' on his guitar and all.Tapi karang korang muak pulakkk. But I think he is good at what he's doing lah. Ok compliments end here. Anywayssss...He was starting to take interest in drums recently. Did I actually inspire you Mr.Man?&amp;nbsp;(referring to baaaaack in the old days when I could play the drums.Tapi sekarang all the skills have gone rusty. T_T) Hahahaha.. Dah nak start taking formal classes dah pun. I am so proud of you :D. Oh good luck tomorrow k. U nak I buat and bawak banner untuk u tak esok? Hehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-4928111438740127854?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4928111438740127854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=4928111438740127854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4928111438740127854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4928111438740127854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#4928111438740127854' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8954780463785383648</id><published>2009-10-25T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:25:18.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am a book person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember the first time I got hold of my first Sidney Sheldon's book. I was 14 at that time. It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Windmills of the Gods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I think it was my classmate's.Rina.If i remember her name correctly. I read it passionately as it was very much intriguing. Conspiracy theory, murder, political agendas, suspense and full of unexpected twists. Oh my. I just love it. From there on, Sidney Sheldon has become my favourite author. I would try to get my hands on Sidney Sheldon's every chance I got. My second novel came not long after that. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Bloodline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Beli kat Macro (sekarang dah xde).I was begging my mom for it, considering it was a bit pricey at that time. Heh. I think Rina was probably the most cool, book-loving person that I've ever known. She introduced me to the great world of Sidney Sheldon. She was also one of the first ppl I know in high school, who possesed comic collection like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Slam Dunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;G.T.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And of course later on, got me hooked on all of them.She was my resource back then.Hehe. Remember Sailor Moon? Wira2 comel bersanggul menentang penjahat. I was willing to ride on my mountain bike, naik bukit, to get them from this particular medai mamak in Gombak.And oohh..Remaja Psikometer! My absolute favourite. I have every single edition in my collection.Now, they are neatly tucked in my cupboard where my little sister would read them at any opportunity that she got.Sampai dah lunyai. Last weekend, I got myself a copy of Sidney Sheldon's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Master of the Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. A reprint I believe as it was being well promoted on the recommended shelf.Together with its sequel.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mistress of The Game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But of a different author, as the great Sidney Sheldon has passed away. I finished it in 3 days.Baca tanpa henti.Now I could hardly wait to buy its sequel.Though not frm the later Mr. Sheldon, but I hope it'd turn out great. Mr.Man, would you buy it for me please? Pretty please.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRRQ9LHcqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Pi4f-J109d8/s1600-h/DSC02732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396527605237641890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRRQ9LHcqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Pi4f-J109d8/s320/DSC02732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-8954780463785383648?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8954780463785383648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8954780463785383648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8954780463785383648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8954780463785383648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#8954780463785383648' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRRQ9LHcqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Pi4f-J109d8/s72-c/DSC02732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-871980124398057297</id><published>2009-10-23T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:23:07.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an attempt to update&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my Friday morning was peaceful and serene. Mana taknya. Everybody went off for a meeting. I could do my work leisurely at my own pace. Tralalalala... But, at approximately 11.45, the serenity might wear off because of the proejct update meeting. Benci. This would also cause a slight delay of my lunch date with my girlfriends. Benci tauuuu. Ape cerite nak drag2 meeting sampai ke lunch time kan? Pergila masjid awal sket semayang jumaat. I dont know lah..I always wanted my Fridays to be happy since they are the ultimate kick-off to the weekends.But unfortunately, lotsa uneventful things happened on my favourite day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-871980124398057297?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/871980124398057297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=871980124398057297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/871980124398057297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/871980124398057297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#871980124398057297' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8490675272764580968</id><published>2009-10-18T06:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:34:09.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;rendezvous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a helluva Friday! The time I usually get ready for work, I was still soundly sleeping. The time I was usually in my car driving to work, yawning &amp;amp; fighting to stay awake on the road, I was still..well..sleeping.Teheee..The time I was usually at the office already, turning on my pc and start checking my emails, I was waking up lazily....To flaky roti canai and maggi goreng, mamak style. Ah what a bliss. The privilege to not do anything, just being a lazy-bum all day long was priceless. I think the only hard labour that I did on that day was tidying up my own bed :p (and start updating this blog back).. Oh andddd.. a mini reunion/BBQ at Bob's (under the starry2 light) later that evening totally wrapped up my Friday. Met with some of my dear STF friends, did some catching up, reminiscing the good old days or rather; gossiping like there was not gonna be tomorrow. Seriously, memang tak cukup masa and tak puas okk. We should do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrK86RxjwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/mB1ImszEPxA/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393846651514359554" style="WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrK86RxjwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/mB1ImszEPxA/s320/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the girls :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrK8J2bPOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ZhIzK6mLiBE/s1600-h/DSC00475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393846638514748642" style="WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrK8J2bPOI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ZhIzK6mLiBE/s320/DSC00475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;under the starry sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrK8r8S_jI/AAAAAAAAAYk/CCQOaxIIqqI/s1600-h/DSC00477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393846647666179634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrK8r8S_jI/AAAAAAAAAYk/CCQOaxIIqqI/s320/DSC00477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob, Seri &amp;amp; hubby, Me (and Mr.Man, whos somewhere at the back), Shereen, Nor, Shameer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Waking up lazily, still :). As what has been happening the past several weekends, it was makan2 time again at open houses, weddings and more open houses. The agenda that day was to go to Mr.Man's high school friend's wedding, an engagement cum open house of a friend (also, a high school friend of Mr.Man) and finaally...To have dinner, somewhere special where we've never been to. The engagement thingy was really fun. Ok I know most people would have described ceremonies like this as sweet and romantic and all things pretty. Oh maybe we only got there a bit later for the makan2 thingy and didnt have the chance to see the whole process of engagement.But seriously...It was loads of fun. Gile la rakan2 Mr.Man. In a good way of course. Heh..The bride-to-be looked stunning :).I loooove the photo-taking session.So meriah. And funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrQOoa4zjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0Sgz6qv1Biw/s1600-h/lina+tunang+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393852453516529202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrQOoa4zjI/AAAAAAAAAY0/0Sgz6qv1Biw/s320/lina+tunang+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;makan2. theme colour pink, white and brown&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrQPODG3yI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VMPfaUHjQ_Y/s1600-h/lina+tunang+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393852463617335074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrQPODG3yI/AAAAAAAAAY8/VMPfaUHjQ_Y/s320/lina+tunang+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;masa duduk diam2 and baik2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrQPYGdKKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/EC_7aP4zfGs/s1600-h/lina+tunang1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393852466315733154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrQPYGdKKI/AAAAAAAAAZE/EC_7aP4zfGs/s320/lina+tunang1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;masa beraksi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photos courtesy of &lt;strong&gt;Mohd Zulfadli&lt;/strong&gt;, Mr.Man's friend, si pemilik camera canggih)&lt;/span&gt;&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/6607854-8490675272764580968?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8490675272764580968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8490675272764580968&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8490675272764580968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8490675272764580968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#8490675272764580968' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/StrK86RxjwI/AAAAAAAAAYs/mB1ImszEPxA/s72-c/DSC00478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-6128016588553108578</id><published>2009-10-17T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:40:01.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank God it's Friday!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's my favourite day of the week and it's a day off! It has been a while since I had a happy Friday.Usually my Fridays were filled with stressful project update meetings , people(or rather; &lt;em&gt;this particular somebody&lt;/em&gt;) who'd come up to my cubicle and drove me crazy till I had no time to finish up my work and I ended up bringing back home my work for the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today started off well. I forced my mom to teman me have breakfast, mamak-style. I ordered 2 roti canai garing, and 1 of them, banjir for my mom. Sekali tu mamak tu pegi banjir kan dua2. Well, had no choice but to fonish them all up. By the time we finished, I saw a lot of families there, most of them with their kids. Cuti sekolah kan. Lucky buggers. I remember when I was their age, my mom wouldnt let me have roti canai for breakfast.Unhealthy, katanya. Breakfast was always milk and bread with jam. Or hot milo. Jgn harap dpt roti canai2 ni. Weekend pun, my mom would cook breakfast for us. &lt;em&gt;"Lagi bersih, makan kat luar tu kotor tau tak.Mak nak anak2 makan benda2 yg elok"&lt;/em&gt;.. That was her answer when I kept bugging her to let me have roti canai or mintak duit belanje sekolah lebih sket because I wanted to have that nasi lauk ayam merah kat kantin sekolah. My school canteen had 2 type of food price.One was the cheap nasi lemak, mee goreng or nasik goreng which cost around 50cents-70cents kooott.Didnt really remember.The type that school kids woulld normally buy.The other type was at the higher end.Hehe.. Around singgit lebih or 2 hinggit kot. Kire mahal la time tu for a primary school kid. I remebered bringing my bekal almost everyday to school. Pastu bila nak makan time recess, segan2 sebab rasa tak cool lah makan bekal kan.Orang lain beli je.Hehehe.. But I guess what my mom said is true. The habit of bawak bekal still remains until now. Funny thing is, sometimes I could easily get diarrhea if I eat out, at places yg ala2 x menjaga kebersihan sgt. Seriously. My stomach must have get used to home-cooking I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As tomorrow is Deepavali, Auntie Malar, my indian neighbour invited the whole family to her makan2 thingy tomorrow. Yeay! I just looooove this festive season.Good food is easily accesible :) I'll be going to Bob's bbq-mini-reunion tonight. Cant hardly wait. I know I'll be seeing a lot my high school friends whom I havent seen for ages. Rinddduuuuuu!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See you lovelies tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-6128016588553108578?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6128016588553108578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=6128016588553108578&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6128016588553108578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6128016588553108578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#6128016588553108578' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2655945477079922374</id><published>2009-10-15T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:37:01.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The resurrection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is hard to resume a hobby once it has been long neglected. Like blogging. &lt;em&gt;Hello, my dear blog&lt;/em&gt;. But i promise myself to start back on writing, as i do miss it. i miss venting out. I miss letting out all of my feelings and emotions. just to express all of them out there, baring it all, give some kinda satisfaction to me. Working life does consume a LOT of my time and energy. It sucks up all the fun in my life and if i dont start doing something about it now, I'll be dull and soon vanish into thin air. But this is a start. Will post up a complete entry tomorrow. Watch this space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2655945477079922374?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2655945477079922374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2655945477079922374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2655945477079922374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2655945477079922374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#2655945477079922374' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-3214056515215598671</id><published>2009-04-17T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:14:36.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pantas dan Garang 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rule is when watching this type of movie, we have to set our minds not to focus much on the storyline/plot, the dialogues or even the acting. Movies like this were made to blow our minds away with their high-octane action scenes. The modified cars roaring at unbelievingly high speed and smashing into things that stand their way. The massive explosions. The drivers maintaining their calmness despite the chaos (gila ah..lagi few inches je nak crash into the lori tangki minyak yg tgh terbakar. Tapi muka maintain ketat.Heh). All these were pure adrenaline. I love love love it. Despite the acting &amp;amp; plot, this movie is much better than the 2nd &amp;amp; 3rd one. Especially the 3rd. That Tokyo Drift movie. Urgh.  What were they thinking, having a Texan-accent-speaking lead character? No offend against the Texan accent. It’s just that it didn’t go well with the character who drove fast cars, participated in illegal drag-racing, involved in Yakuza and then later on, stole the Yakuza’s Leader’s hot girlfriend.  I jst didn’t get it. Like, sgt tak melambangkan the rogue elements in that character. Oh well, at least audience could enjoy the view of numerous number of hot &amp;amp; skimpy-clad Japanese girls. Anyhow, back to my POV on Pantas &amp;amp; Garang 4. Vin Diesel is Vin Diesel lah kan. With that botak &amp;amp; tight-fitting white t-shirt image. Yummy. But I wish he could show more emotions &amp;amp; and was given more lines. Oklah maybe the plot is like that. I like the part where he was describing Letty played by Michelle Rodriguez (his dead but hot gf) to that hot but too-skinny right-woman of that drug cartel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vin Diesel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It starts with the eyes. She's gotta have those kind of eyes that can look right through the bullshit, to the good in someone. 20% angel, 80% devil. Down to earth. Ain't afraid to get a little engine grease under her fingernails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The girl&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; That doesn't sound anything like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vin Diesel&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; It ain't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aahhh… a baddie, but with a soft heart when it comes to the woman that he loves so much. *cair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Michelle Rodriguez is one hot woman!!! She still looks hot even in the scenes involving the bone-breaking stunts. And owh I just found out that the girl of the drug cartel is actually a former Ms.Israel. oh patutla. Exotic but still, too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched this with Mr.Man and we both agreed that this sequel is better than Tokyo Drift. Seriously, the crash, the explosions and all the stunts memang heart-stopping. Go watch this if you need something to pump up your heart and especially if you’re an adrenaline junkie like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-3214056515215598671?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3214056515215598671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=3214056515215598671&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3214056515215598671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3214056515215598671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#3214056515215598671' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-81374919573609444</id><published>2009-04-15T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:12:11.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw lotsa fish and i like it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUo0bb9QwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/0EzYTJh_xWE/s1600-h/DSC02055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324707015618806530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUo0bb9QwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/0EzYTJh_xWE/s320/DSC02055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;its not Copacabana but its awesomeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUo0MjnodI/AAAAAAAAAXo/bq4Xgd5XCQI/s1600-h/DSC02042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324707011624411602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUo0MjnodI/AAAAAAAAAXo/bq4Xgd5XCQI/s320/DSC02042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;naj, farah wifey yg kelakar, me. I wish this is my backyard...  You can read a book while inhaling the fresh sea breeze..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUozclv18I/AAAAAAAAAXY/BDJpsegN6vc/s1600-h/2884_66205093950_611488950_1817270_1271112_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324706998748436418" style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUozclv18I/AAAAAAAAAXY/BDJpsegN6vc/s320/2884_66205093950_611488950_1817270_1271112_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i finally did it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(pic courtesy of &lt;a href="http://rafizal.fotopages.com/"&gt;Rafizal&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUo0zfI7PI/AAAAAAAAAX4/IkvBpML8yZs/s1600-h/DSC02061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324707022074604786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUo0zfI7PI/AAAAAAAAAX4/IkvBpML8yZs/s320/DSC02061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me, Naj &amp;amp; Min si cantek &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(in the bg: &lt;strong&gt;Ah Liew&lt;/strong&gt;, si pemandu boat. Ikan &lt;strong&gt;"ka-la-phu"&lt;/strong&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;ikan kerapu&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUtK8kX4BI/AAAAAAAAAYI/YXRLPWRPtlc/s1600-h/DSC02067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324711800516108306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUtK8kX4BI/AAAAAAAAAYI/YXRLPWRPtlc/s320/DSC02067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Najwas - yeay!!! - This is before the terkapai2-hampir tenggelam-embarassing snorkelling experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUtK2O0sYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5UEDYODgYH8/s1600-h/DSC02058+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324711798815109506" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUtK2O0sYI/AAAAAAAAAYA/5UEDYODgYH8/s320/DSC02058+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;teka sapa first time beli groceries penuh satu trolley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUtLH0isbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/poJLx8yOkFs/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324711803536716210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUtLH0isbI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/poJLx8yOkFs/s320/DSC02070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heading home..... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-81374919573609444?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/81374919573609444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=81374919573609444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/81374919573609444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/81374919573609444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#81374919573609444' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SeUo0bb9QwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/0EzYTJh_xWE/s72-c/DSC02055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8118301714515377767</id><published>2009-03-29T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:49:49.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c h a n g e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots have been happening in my life and also at work. Changes are everywhere. And some of them are scary I must say. Lately I have been feeling uninspired about my work. The opportunities are there. The environment is new. The people are definitely different. And hopefully interesting. As I am now surrounded by a vast male population with male co-workers, male bosses &amp;amp; male big boss, this is definitely a good change lah kan. After all these years being stuck in an all-female surrounding, who could forget the makciks2 who were always there, ever-willingly trying to find opportunities to stick their nose in my business. So yeah, this change being in a totally different environment, people-wise and work area-wise hopefully would bring some meaning to my working life. But, I am not feeling it lah the past week. I have a cool male boss who asks me if I have this latest Malay song and who prefers to lepak2 at Pelita after work for a bonding session. Tapi kenapa aku rasa bosan niiiii? The fact that he was KINDA good-looking pun tidak membantu utk aku be inspired. What the heck is wrong with me maaan? Yes, maybe I need that holiday in Damai Laut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion has always been one of the biggest influences on me. I like fashion. I like discovering ways of pulling off a top that most people wouldn’t dare to wear. I like hunting for cheap or discounted and quirky stuff but when put together, the result is unbelievably amazing. I like being unique. I like being creative in styling myself or choosing my clothes. That was me when I was in Brisbane. Now, I have become boring. I don’t know how I have turned from a person who is adventurous in fashion into this boring, plain and inexpressive human being. This is not me. I think the working life taken its toll on me. Oh nooo… Darn it. I think I need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I wanna start a fashion blog. Probably one which sells clothes &amp;amp; accesories. But with the current economic situation, I just don't think it's really wise. I browsed through some blogs and webbies and found a lot of interesting people who sell interesting clothes &amp;amp; accessories online. Best gileeeee..... I wonder if they have day-jobs like me. I bought one new top online too while browsing. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a happier note, my long-time girlfriend has just got married on 14th March. Congratulations Huda &amp;amp; Hatta! It really was a defining moment seeing you walking down the aisle (well, in her case, it'd be more of berarak from the gate to the meja makan beradap. Siap ada tol lagi. Org Johor lah katakan..Hehe). It was an honour to be your maid of honour on the biggest day of your life. I enjoyed every moment (of wiping away your sweats for being under the hot sun and fussing over your melting makeup) of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of hot &amp;amp; sweaty, I went to Jason Mraz's concert the other day with Mr.Man. I was ecstatic. Not really a big fan of The Geek in The Pink. But I must say that I do enjoy most of his songs. Lagipun, yours truly appreciates a guy with a guitar who sings. So I was really looking forward to this concerto. My expectation was more or less met :) Cuma x tahan asal panas gila nak mati rasa cam kene letak dalam sauna yg berhimpit2.Seriously man. That was one major turn-off gak ah.It was not like this during Dewa. Or even Muse, a friend of mine commented. Naseb baik lah Jason ala2 kelakar + witty &amp;amp; entertaining on stage. Bolehla layan tepuk2 tangan sambil enjoy the songs padahal rasa hampir nak ter-suffocated time tu. Thanks Mr.Man.You're my rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8fwPA_Z1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/iDl-PwDEOfA/s1600-h/DSC01903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318504598472714066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8fwPA_Z1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/iDl-PwDEOfA/s320/DSC01903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mynn, our important person for the road trip to Kulai for Huda's wedding. Without your car &amp;amp; your immaculate driving skills, we'll never arrive on time. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8fwUnSAXI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kw54pui_G8U/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318504599975494002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8fwUnSAXI/AAAAAAAAAV4/kw54pui_G8U/s320/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mapen, the photographer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8hEh1DPgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/WhNNwdG7hOI/s1600-h/IMG_6080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318506046631919106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8hEh1DPgI/AAAAAAAAAWI/WhNNwdG7hOI/s320/IMG_6080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MOH is getting ready! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8hEsYm6gI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/mTeSCDPekY8/s1600-h/IMG_6097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318506049465412098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8hEsYm6gI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/mTeSCDPekY8/s320/IMG_6097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mapen, apa yang kau nak fokus sebnanye nih? Ahem2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8hFLNyZUI/AAAAAAAAAWg/98D0XY9PP9g/s1600-h/IMG_6100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318506057741526338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8hFLNyZUI/AAAAAAAAAWg/98D0XY9PP9g/s320/IMG_6100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rasa nak letak caption &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8hE6ys5OI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3A726DoA_S8/s1600-h/IMG_6104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318506053332952290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8hE6ys5OI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3A726DoA_S8/s320/IMG_6104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us, the Srikandis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8jJ7yRZMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/9_YSmUVmGN4/s1600-h/IMG_6192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318508338522186946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8jJ7yRZMI/AAAAAAAAAWw/9_YSmUVmGN4/s320/IMG_6192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sessi tol. Panas gile ok time tu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8jJ_GgotI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1wor92q9LXQ/s1600-h/IMG_6195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318508339412378322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8jJ_GgotI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1wor92q9LXQ/s320/IMG_6195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;MOH in action! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8jKYKYAMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/AmcJ8UfaRW4/s1600-h/IMG_6206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318508346139476162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8jKYKYAMI/AAAAAAAAAXA/AmcJ8UfaRW4/s320/IMG_6206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempat lagi nak gossip ke? Apakah?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8kW6mQCLI/AAAAAAAAAXI/caZNt-F55rQ/s1600-h/IMG_6254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318509661053257906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8kW6mQCLI/AAAAAAAAAXI/caZNt-F55rQ/s320/IMG_6254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sessi bergambar2 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8kXSyigzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/z0a_1L1a4Pk/s1600-h/IMG_6261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318509667547251506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8kXSyigzI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/z0a_1L1a4Pk/s320/IMG_6261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOH in action with the kipas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You may refer to the rest of the pics in my Facebook. For the Geek in The Pink's pics as well :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-8118301714515377767?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8118301714515377767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8118301714515377767&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8118301714515377767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8118301714515377767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#8118301714515377767' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/Sc8fwPA_Z1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/iDl-PwDEOfA/s72-c/DSC01903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4789954024762422383</id><published>2009-03-28T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:04:24.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;a new beginning!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog has been given a major facelift. Let's just hope it'll be updated more often after this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-4789954024762422383?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4789954024762422383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=4789954024762422383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4789954024762422383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4789954024762422383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_03_01_archive.html#4789954024762422383' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8858110873328652198</id><published>2009-02-23T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:22:04.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the magical land below the wind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sending my kisses and hugs all the way from KK, Sabah!!! The experience while I was here was incredible. It was a total rollercoaster ride. I arrived in KK, feeling a bit angry and sad because of something, then I was a bit ok..Lately, i was bogged down with a lot of things that made me worried. Dgn being a newbie in the dept lagi.Haihh.. But then I went back being emotionally wrecked and utterly depressed. Bayangkan, tgh gunting2 name tag, tiba2 aku ter "hujan" depan my colleague. Panik dia tiba2. Hehe.. But I am definitely going back to KL floating in the air feeling happy hoping to fall down and cushioned by the sweet memories. Eceeh... Aku berjaya happy! Weehuu! Here's why:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306006095784608578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaK4boNMg0I/AAAAAAAAAUo/390YoNtgLRY/s320/DSC01796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;with a lovely colleague of mine, Ms. Aya. She looks like a typical Sabahan but actually a pure Nogori-an. Best shopping ngan dia kat Pasar Filipino. Dapat extra discounts. She could easily pull off a Sabahan accent. Hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our group went downtown to a fishing village to have dinner. The seafood was great! I wasnt a big fan of seafood, but the food was good. Then there were some cultural dances, performed by some good-looking dancers. Yummy. And owh, I was selected by the yummy looking dancer to join the tarian buluh. Yeay! ...for being invited on stage by that yummy-looking dancer &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;for the dancing part. Fobia kaki kena kepit dgn buluh2 tu. But it was a hell of experience lah. All in the name of fun. Amboi2 mr.boss, suka dia snap gamba2 anak2 buah dia terkinja2 sambil cuba mengelak kaki dikepit buluh. Hahah.. Tapi dia apa kurang nya. Siap menyumpit lagi tuuuuu. Ahahahah... Fortunately the baloon burst. You certainly held our dept's honour in great intact mr.boss. Hahah.. Let's see the some of the unique food that we had:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaK5SDVTHVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/oTagJNiXf_8/s1600-h/DSC01800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306007030779288914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaK5SDVTHVI/AAAAAAAAAVA/oTagJNiXf_8/s320/DSC01800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sea Cucumber or better known as gamat. Eeeew yucks! Serious camne aku leh x perasan mende alah ni masa pilih menu kat KL tht day. It reminds me of some juicy maggots lah. But....the taste wasnt that bad ok. Macam sotong2 sket. But still.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaK5SNtb7_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ioGaeRcy658/s1600-h/DSC01799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306007033564884978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaK5SNtb7_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/ioGaeRcy658/s320/DSC01799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soft crab shell goreng tepung. My favourite!!!!!! I felt like tapau-ing some back but malu la se-meja with mr.boss.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaK5SPRCjuI/AAAAAAAAAUw/p-crP7EiF1A/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306007033982652130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaK5SPRCjuI/AAAAAAAAAUw/p-crP7EiF1A/s320/DSC01797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our entrees. gempak x? Seriously humungous okkk lobster ituuuu.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306007324306095810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaK5jIzivsI/AAAAAAAAAVI/71MR_t8-DG4/s320/DSC01801.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;a failed attempt to capture the pic of tht yummy Pahlawan Iban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our night of fun didnt end there. Once we reached the hotel, i bumped into my friend and we headed off to Rumba, the hotel's bar. Mr.boss saw us coming in there. Esok harus dia tanya apa bisnes aku masuk situ. Aku nak jawab networking, boleh?  There was a band playing, whom were friends with my friend and they played well i must say. They were just about to start playing Creep when we entered. AAAaaaAAAaaaa.. Lagu kesokaan ku! The suara was sedap. The music was just so good. After they finished playing, they came up to us and chatted for a few good minutes. Siap amik group pic lagi. Boleh? Hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaLHleUCLNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QLom0Sf3kV0/s1600-h/DSC01803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306022757602045138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaLHleUCLNI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/QLom0Sf3kV0/s320/DSC01803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the band. beautiful people, all of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306022756052638450" style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaLHlYioGvI/AAAAAAAAAVY/G_zg6daPIbc/s320/DSC01807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaLHlwLLIoI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-ufsYnn6-Lc/s1600-h/DSC01811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306022762396721794" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaLHlwLLIoI/AAAAAAAAAVg/-ufsYnn6-Lc/s320/DSC01811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaLHmv0jTdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hHPjqSfaO4s/s1600-h/DSC01808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306022779481705938" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaLHmv0jTdI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hHPjqSfaO4s/s320/DSC01808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close-up of the Filipino. Eheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It was a nice wrap-up of my trip to KK this time around. My eyes are clean and so is my wallet. Hehe.. Rabu sudah kena masuk ofis baah.. I'll be missing KK so much that's for sure. Dont wanna work on Wednesday, can aah?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-8858110873328652198?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8858110873328652198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8858110873328652198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8858110873328652198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8858110873328652198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8858110873328652198' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SaK4boNMg0I/AAAAAAAAAUo/390YoNtgLRY/s72-c/DSC01796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-372861697866593864</id><published>2008-12-12T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:43:15.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cockroach attack&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can anyone please tell why there are insects in my car? To be more specific, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;cockroaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!Aaarghhhh.. Luckily, anak lipas kalau bapak dia ke, mak dia ke? Arrrghhhhhh.... To say that my &lt;em&gt;Lovemobile&lt;/em&gt; is flooded with food leftovers ke, no no that is not the case because I didnt leave any trails of food behind. This really is a major, super-humongous problem because I am a cockroach-phobic. Tikus is ok. Cicak is ok. Mentibang pun still boleh consider lagi laa. But lipas??? Big No-No. It all started back when I was still a small kid, maybe about 3 or 4 years old when we were living with my late grandma'. There was this old TV set in the living room. According to my mom, I loved to mess around with the TV buttons. Main tukar2 channel ah, main volume dia, bukak-tutup TV uzur tu. My late grandma' of course lah ferikaut, scared tht the old TV would go kaput because of her (very cute and smart) granddaughter. Sooo..taking matters in her own hand (before my late grandma' ferikaut), my mom killed a big, fat, juicy cockroach &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; hanged it on the TV (and followed by her frequent efforts to scare me "Haaa..jgn dekat, ada monster tu...eeeee"). Confirm lah budak kecik akan phobia kan? From that day onwards, I didnt dare mess around with the TV and even if I managed to come close to the TV, I'd never dared to touch the TV, all because of the scary little 6-legged creature. And people, that is the story of how I got scared of cockroaches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So how now? I just killed the 3rd anak lipas this morning, found crawling on my dashboard. If there is going to be the 4th one, I will surely ferikaut okk.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Help!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;P/S:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Is there any possiblity that these cockroaches are "living" in my car? Dalam engine ke ekzos ke? Or mana2 celah yg boleh derang membiak? Possible keeeee? Aaaah ferikaut nyeeeeeeeeeee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-372861697866593864?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/372861697866593864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=372861697866593864&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/372861697866593864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/372861697866593864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#372861697866593864' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2929895043955496407</id><published>2008-12-11T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:27:00.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si kenit dan si gagah perkasa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/ST-Lps2GyQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/woYwIC0q5nM/s1600-h/honda_savvy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278090836830505218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/ST-Lps2GyQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/woYwIC0q5nM/s320/honda_savvy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the left, is the apple-green lovemobile which is mine parked next to his newly acquired super-cool Honda. (I'd kill for his caaaarrr okkk..Serious cantek gile. Naik rasa xnk turun2 dah.Haha..Curi kang baru tau..) Kancil will definitely be missed by Savvy now that you've got a new ride :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nota Kaki:&lt;/strong&gt; Ini adalah parking di belakang Public Bank. The cheapest rate there is arnd KLCC area so far.. Ntah hape2 nak naik kan parking rate. Dahla jalan berlubang2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2929895043955496407?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2929895043955496407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2929895043955496407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2929895043955496407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2929895043955496407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2929895043955496407' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/ST-Lps2GyQI/AAAAAAAAAUg/woYwIC0q5nM/s72-c/honda_savvy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1752236503387618426</id><published>2008-12-10T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T16:44:30.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;working on a Saturday..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..not that i have never done it before. if all the Saturdays that i worked on were counted (like as part of OTs ke kan), confirm dah lama boleh pegi trip ke Oz tu. Heheh.. Anyways, this wasnt an ordinary voluntary work that i normally did to catch up on stuff but it was an official duty at PWTC. Career Fair. Yups. Where all the uni leavers came and asked about the company i worked at. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Kak,ada keja kosong tak?", "Company u amik org lulusan apa ye?", "apa vacancy yg ada?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the list goes on.. It was all very very interesting. Because I get to deal directly with people who had high hopes to get in the company. We had a few tables on that day where we, as the Screening Team Advisor, acquired one table each and would entertain one visitor at a time. Visitors handed their CVs in to us, we skimmed through to make sure they met our requirements (yes the requirements were getting tougher n tougher) and asked questions if we needed clarification. So in a way it was like a mini-interview (but it wasnt, really) and the visitors were assuming that we were having one because of the setups. Memang muka budak2 yg datang tu nerbes semacam. Kesihan mereka. Padahal bukan interview pun. But i guess I'd feel the same way too if i were in their shoes. Out-of-uni fresh grads hunting for their first jobs. It made me feel grateful that I was bonded to work with this company. Hehe. Among the CVs that i went through, i found quite a number of students who, you know, didnt really scored well for their CGPAs (ke GPAs?) esp for non-tech qualifications, tapi muka2 mereka..penoh harapan. Tak sampai ati nak cakap, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"dik, score adek tak meet our requirementlah. Maaf ye.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Serious x sampai hati. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lesson learnt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Study hard. Eventhough you hated the course &amp;amp; you were there because your parents made you do so. Because even if there were other crucial skills that'd matter more when you started working, the cold, hard prints of your result would actually be an important point that'd filter you against the thousands of graduates who were also looking for their first jobs. Just my personal point of view :) Lagi pulak, budak2 zaman sekarang dah la makin pandai. SPM pun dah bole dapat berbelas2 A. Nak compete dgn experienced people lagi. Peeghh.. Challenging. I met some very intersting people on that today as well :) Like my friends from Petrosains- Faiz and Laila. Heheh.. I miss you guys. Nanti kita lepak2 ok? And there was this uber cool tudung-wearing Indonesian chick. She studied some science program in France!!! Waaah.. And her English, sangat sangat ber-accent yg aku rasa sexy nyeee..Hehe.. Very interesting indeed. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Naseb baik this chick tak ala2 rupa Rossa dgn rambut super hot and lense ijau ke kan..Kalau x confirm aku akan ter stare dia lama gile.Hahaha..Gile!)&lt;/span&gt; But she was amazingly very chic and composed. Mungkin dia used to be in one of those expensive, trendy boarding school kat Switzerland ke kan? Hehe.Assumption2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh lupa. Malaysia's 2nd angkasawan was there as well! One of the VIPs on that day. Managed to snap a pic with him. I must say he was very2 friendly. Like, when were approaching him (when he was waiting for his food for lunch) to take a picture, he said hi to us first, smiled and got up frm the table and siap carikan spot nak amik gambar yg cun. &lt;strong&gt;"rasanya kite amik gamba kat sini la sbb tak membelakang kan sunlight, nnt gamba x jadi pulak"&lt;/strong&gt; Comel kan? Hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/ST90vRUi-ZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VWbZR8l9M2s/s1600-h/career+fair_ii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278065643753765266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/ST90vRUi-ZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VWbZR8l9M2s/s320/career+fair_ii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;the hard-workers for the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/ST90vE4MUeI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_uZ4obBozGU/s1600-h/career+fair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278065640413614562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/ST90vE4MUeI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/_uZ4obBozGU/s320/career+fair.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Malaysia's 2nd astronaut (whom i like better than our first)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&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/6607854-1752236503387618426?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1752236503387618426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1752236503387618426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1752236503387618426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1752236503387618426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#1752236503387618426' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/ST90vRUi-ZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/VWbZR8l9M2s/s72-c/career+fair_ii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-7063500675521211385</id><published>2008-11-12T16:28:00.049+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:21:36.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;throbbing head&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyut nyut nyut... if I could practically hear my own head throbbing, that was how it would sound like. it was really loud. it must have been the weather. it was raining quite heavily outside plus i kinda had a heavy lunch just now. relevan kah? it was really a long looooong day today. everything just seemed to be moving really slow. the big boss didnt even call me to her office which she did (almost) on hourly basis... amazing.... i had a training in Bangi on Monday. As the training was about a revised process from my dept so my colleague and i went as a &lt;strong&gt;co-faci&lt;/strong&gt;. (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;read&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: a messenger who is shot directly without getting the chance to protect herself). Oh yes..it was a tough audience. Being quite new in this area, we were really digging our own graves lah kan when we both decided to go - just the 2 of us. Was it just the culture here; giving negative criticism just for the fun of bringing down other people in front of others? Or it would boil down to the individuals at the end of the day? Nak kata tak berpelajaran, dah pangkat Manager dah.. Nak kata muda - hot young bloods tend to be more aggressive, umur dah tua dah &amp;amp; tgk rambut pun dah beruban.. I simply dont understand lah. What we introduced was meant to ease the burden off their ugly backs as dulu2, it was all done manually (sampai juling2 mata nak skim through ratusan CV one by one, sbg contoh.. Now with just a few simple clicks, tadaaa.. It could all be finished in flashes of flash. We were working our pretty asses off to improve the process which at the end of the day, would help them to produce better and faster results. We do welcome feedbacks for improvement. But it really is hard to generate a fruitful discussion with them if they have planted negative thoughts in their minds even before they tried to use the system. Kolot lah mereka. And sangat typical Malays. Hohh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a lighter note, a walk down the memory lane....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267956241129912498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SRuKSlzZuLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/NEhphgizIiU/s320/old+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spot me if you can!!! Sapa berjaya, dapat hadiah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This picture was taken..let me see.. about 13 years ago?.. hehehe.. Gila old school.. Those are all "the clan" lah back in those days.. I miss having Chinese friends around.. Believe it or not, I used to speak Malay in Chinese slang ok, complete with &lt;strong&gt;"hoh", "meh","aaar","waaaiii..", "eee-yeee.."&lt;/strong&gt; (untuk express something that you are disgusted about. Dapat bayangkan x?). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Example 1:&lt;/strong&gt; "Teacher, teacher.. Can go to toilet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;aaar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Example 2:&lt;/strong&gt; "Waah.. So bad &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. But why is it like that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;At first I didnt notice it and I thought it was normal until I went to an all-girls' boarding school where the total population was made up with Malays. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, people..Spot me!&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/6607854-7063500675521211385?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7063500675521211385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=7063500675521211385&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7063500675521211385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7063500675521211385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7063500675521211385' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SRuKSlzZuLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/NEhphgizIiU/s72-c/old+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-7792488908538115653</id><published>2008-11-04T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:58:38.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;perhaps,perhaps,perhaps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever felt so down and low that all these feelings started to bottle up, and burst into a massive pang of hatred. i think it just happened to me today. an incident happened. initially i was really sad and down and all. i even mourned for it for the past 3 days. but after doing all i could and what i could but unfortunately not getting even a single gesture of appreciation, &amp;amp; acknowledgement, i started to think that maybe...just maybe...somebody was having &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; watching me tortured and emotionally strained. that sadness that i felt somehow has changed slowly and dangerously into anger. angry that why lah im putting all these effort but yet, i was treated like an invisible person. and this, mistah, has made you the lowliest of the human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so much easier to get through the day &amp;amp; face the world when you are angry rather than being sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yes,yes, i am being a bit emo today.dah lama tak ber-emo dlm blog ini bukan?*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-7792488908538115653?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7792488908538115653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=7792488908538115653&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7792488908538115653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7792488908538115653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7792488908538115653' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-7854730961277347417</id><published>2008-10-22T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:03:49.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of cupcakes, baking and raya...after the super-long hiatus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP73s4vMYnI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1AJuvBHR1jA/s1600-h/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259913765331952242" style="CURSOR: hand" height="159" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP73s4vMYnI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1AJuvBHR1jA/s320/DSC01070.JPG" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP73tDt4rpI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rhkLPWucUMQ/s1600-h/DSC01071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259913768279256722" style="WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP73tDt4rpI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rhkLPWucUMQ/s320/DSC01071.JPG" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP7137PL7aI/AAAAAAAAAO8/p5ExaX9h-Y8/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259911755958316450" style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="172" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP7137PL7aI/AAAAAAAAAO8/p5ExaX9h-Y8/s320/DSC00546.JPG" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-R:&lt;/strong&gt; I managed to bake these cuppies! It's vanilla cupcakes. Rupanya mungkin sedikit cacat but mind you,your taste buds' satisfaction is 100% guaranteed (And has practically been proven too. Cecececece..). The after-results. Tempting tak? tempting taaaakk??? (Sila jawap "ya".) The last picture is the picture of Bakin' Boys' cupcakes which triggers my inspiration to do pretty decorations as well. Tapi kene prektis lagi lah.... Lepas nih, birthday korang aku bagi cupcake saje la okeh.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP75qtR5bjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/SIFY06QuSV0/s1600-h/DSC00952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259915926919802418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP75qtR5bjI/AAAAAAAAAPU/SIFY06QuSV0/s320/DSC00952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kenapa gambar di pagi raya ini harus diberi pujian?&lt;/u&gt; :&lt;/strong&gt; Sebab tangan fotografer (yakni saya) menggigil tahan &lt;strong&gt;ketaq&lt;/strong&gt; (Penang's version of menggeletar. Yes, I'm learning the Penang slang. And it's one of my challenging language class. But way better than my Arabic class (dulu2) just because takde ustazah yg nak conteng2 tudung kalau marah. Hahah.And my Penang slang's teacher is better-looking &amp;amp; charming. Eceee..Yes, go figure who.Hihihi..) Eventho ala2 self-pic, but I managed to capture everybody inside. Tapi Nasya muka separuh lah pulak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP8C_L7QKMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Qh150d6ulwU/s1600-h/DSC00921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259926174348355778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP8C_L7QKMI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Qh150d6ulwU/s320/DSC00921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah gambar sewaktu rumah dijadikan pangkalan sementara untuk memproduksikan biskut raya. lihatlah bagaikan kilang. nasib baik kilang ini mempunyai para pekerja yang sangat efisien yang sanggup bertungkus lumus menghasilkan bikut2 raya yang berkualiti tinggi seperti &lt;strong&gt;Anzac cookies&lt;/strong&gt; (ye, ini biskut tradisional negara Australia), &lt;strong&gt;Choc Cornflakes&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;semperit&lt;/strong&gt; (biskut kegemaran saya sepanjang zaman) dan juga &lt;strong&gt;popiah kecil gor&lt;/strong&gt;eng (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Warning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: kesabaran yg tinggi diperlukan untuk membuatnya. Kalau tak sabar, beli je kat kedai. Buat satu hari setengah, baru dapat 1 botol ++. Urgh..Sangat tidak berbaloi.) We did all these cookies from 11am until 6am the next day. We only slept after Subuh. Memang gila ok. We should really get our promotion because of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP8C_NxoY6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/1FnJEGcCYF4/s1600-h/DSC00918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259926174844871586" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="251" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP8C_NxoY6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/1FnJEGcCYF4/s320/DSC00918.JPG" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP8C-83kfZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/oyaPiE6WL10/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259926170306379154" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="190" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP8C-83kfZI/AAAAAAAAAPk/oyaPiE6WL10/s320/DSC00922.JPG" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L-R:&lt;/strong&gt; Ini biskut &lt;strong&gt;kepingan jagung bersalut cokelat&lt;/strong&gt; (or Choc Cornflakes that i mentioned tadi.Malay cook books have all these strange direct translation for the cookies. Kenapa lah susah2 nak translate satu2? Dari 2 suku kata, tgk dah jadik 4 perkataan ok. Sungguh tidak menjimatkan ruang buku). The 2nd pic is the &lt;strong&gt;Anzac cookies&lt;/strong&gt; :) Aaap nyap nyap nyap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP8C-cfyRkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/n3v7Co_0_Yg/s1600-h/DSC01060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259926161616684610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP8C-cfyRkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/n3v7Co_0_Yg/s320/DSC01060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gambar ini tiada kene mengena dgn tajuk. This picture is used to decorate my whole floor during our Merdeka celebration. The other staff also had their picture taken holding the mini black board saying: &lt;em&gt;"Kejayaan bagi saya adalah..."&lt;/em&gt; Eh kejap. Kenapa gambar ini di letakkan? Owh ye. I love what the effects did on my complexion/look.Hehe. I looked presentable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sekian percubaan untuk mengemas kini blog saya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-7854730961277347417?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7854730961277347417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=7854730961277347417&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7854730961277347417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7854730961277347417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7854730961277347417' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SP73s4vMYnI/AAAAAAAAAPE/1AJuvBHR1jA/s72-c/DSC01070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8646999012469409471</id><published>2008-09-09T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T10:07:06.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;being random on : Ramadhan &amp;amp; Crocs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i absolutely have no idea or the motivation to write. aku malas.m-a-l-a-s. it could be my never-stop-piling work. my mrs.evil boss was transferred elsewhere leaving me all alone, having to do my own work AND hers as well. dah xde manager. terpaksalah cover.i dont mind the workload so much. BUT the part where i have to to the extra thinking, solving never-ending issues, and making decisions, part tu aku x gemar okkk.owh, when will the new manager be coming in? if i do hv one, ringan sket beban otak aku ni haa.dahla my work is very very operational, pastu i have to do the manager's part of thinking. looking from the positive side, yes this somewhat trains me lah kan in building my capabilities(ceewaahh..) BUT the downside is, boleh nervous breakdown kot. Patutla boss aku dulu selalu sakit and she has all these high-blood pressure lah, migrain lah. Ok scary. I dont wanna be like her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooookay, moving onnn...it's Ramadahan!! Yeay! Like everyone else, i am very2 excited. dulu kecik2, i kinda dislike the fasting month and always looking forward to its end and then of course Raya. I still remember curi2 minum milo ais dlm toilet masa secondary skul. Before tht, kene pegi beli milo ais bungkus kat kantin. Konon2 ckp ngn makcik kantin tu nak buat buka la. Hahahaha..Macam lah makcik tu xtau kaaan..... Ape kes nak beli milo ais pukul 5 nak buat buka kan. Kecik lagi, nak tipu pun tak pandai. hahahahah... Well, to me at that time, it's all about the hype of Raya - getting new baju raya, duit raya, main bunga api, makan best2, pegi jumpa kazen2 and main bunga api lagi. But now I secretly wish for Ramadhan to never end. People seem to be more at peace, less rushing (at the office lah, tapi bile sampai je time balik, masing2 mcm nk marathon turun lif pegi parking), less bitchy (for the mackcikens) and boss pun x push nk deadline sgt (at least to me lah and for now..). And i look forward to break fast at home every day. Which has made my mom very happy, and in return, everyone is happy as well. I cant wait to buka puasa this weekend with &lt;strong&gt;Itah&lt;/strong&gt; (my younger sist, who is going back frm Uniten, Muadzam), &lt;strong&gt;Aiman&lt;/strong&gt; (my younger bro, who has been coming back every weekend frm Shah Alam) and of course &lt;strong&gt;Nasya&lt;/strong&gt; and my parents. Finally, one big happy family! Own I can already imagine what my mom is gonna cook for us! Aaaah bliss. Susah nak explain perasaan buka dgn family laa.. Owh sungguh best. Not that I dont like eating out with friends but time2 bulan pose nih, tapi lagi best buka kat rumah lah. Relax pun relax. x yah susah2 nak rush tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally Ramadhan is also the most awaited month since we are gonna get the long-awaited-but-we-deserved reward!!!! Ka-ching!!!I have some big plans with it. Firstly, clear kan all my credit card debts. Then, bayar hutang Savvy. Theeen... I'm gonna get myself a lappietoppa!! Weehu! That will be the day when I'll be dragging him (lovingly :p) to the famous Techno + Gadget Alley and purchase one super super cool lappietoppa. And then after tht, of course lah menge-set up kan Internet at home. After the long wait, i'll make sure it is all worth it. It's time for this blog to be updated daily - weeee! Lain2, of course lah saving. But i osso have some stuff that i wanna buy. I need to pamper myself jugak. Ye tak. I am thinking of getting a pair of Crocs' wedges. Selesa sket nak berlari ke parking lot tu. Or berebut2 naik komuter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243829289993813026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="126" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SMXS9MzevCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/raz2TuNztOU/s320/DSC00146.jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;his Crocs. the one with the leather tu is very nice. tht made me itched to get my own Crocs..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243834233804294338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SMXXc97wCMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I9AuVKJHYUM/s200/117095_fpx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the new wedges collection! though it's not something tht i'd normally wear (just look at my shoes collection ok, all are stilletos and minimun 3-inches heels &amp;amp; wedges. Hey, a girl just needs height, esp short ones like me) but they're super comfy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243834232133641586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SMXXc3tb5XI/AAAAAAAAAOE/ykvxTXP2tRc/s200/crocs194104_110079_lg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is &lt;u&gt;THE&lt;/u&gt; Crocs that i want!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-8646999012469409471?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8646999012469409471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8646999012469409471&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8646999012469409471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8646999012469409471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#8646999012469409471' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SMXS9MzevCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/raz2TuNztOU/s72-c/DSC00146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1188014376755971438</id><published>2008-08-11T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:16:07.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dolores um-bitch...eh bridge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233073421074172674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SJ-cjOqqCwI/AAAAAAAAANs/ICOWYAaayOY/s320/dolores_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fans of Harry Potter will recognize te above pic easily. That is Dolores Umbridge, the &lt;strong&gt;mean&lt;/strong&gt; headmistress of Hogwarts School of Wizardry (i love how complicated it sounds. Wee-Zard-A-Ree. hehe..). And if you watched Harry Potter &amp;amp; The Order of Phoenix, you'd know that she is one evil, selfish, hypocryte down-to-very-core headmistress that any innocent student can ask for. Well, the reason why her pic is here in my blog is because I have my very own Dolores Umbridge here in the section. But in my case, it is more profound to change it to Dolores Um-bitch. She fits the description well. Senior in age, berlagak tau semua benda, provoking in a very bad way tht even our bosses were intimidated by her. Boleh tak? Aku pn dah confuse siapa sebenarnye yg boss. Eventhough I am still and Executive and not yet at a managerial level, I am still an officer to her okk. By position, she was downright just a Non-Executive but at a supervisory level since dia gile lama bertapa kat situ. By position also, I have the damned right to instruct/give orders/control/demand her to do stuff (work-related of course , unless aku nak bersifat kejam and suruh dia turun bawah &amp;amp; belikan lunch utk aku). But since I have a lot of respect for the elders and tak amik port pn pasal pangkat &amp;amp; darjat &amp;amp; whatnot, I can just disregard this issue. I am somewhat confused by this relationship between us the young ones and the veterans here in the office. There always seems to be something that they are not happy about us. From the way we walk, talk, dress up and even the way we perform our prayers. Which is way beyond ridiculous! Apakah kau nk tegur org pasal semayang siap nk tutup2 mata?. Just let her be lah. If she wants to correct something that is totally wrong like sembahyang laju sgt ke, rukuk tak cukup toma'ninah ke, lain la kan. The way I see it, it was completely irrelevant. If tht person can acquire kekhusyukkan solat dgn memejamkan mata, biar lah kan. (Dah agaknye kau pun sibuk buat bising2 kat bilik sembahyang tu sampai org lain terpaksa tutup mata sbb nk concentrate, whose fault is it then?) Owh c'mon Um-bitch. Isn't there anything better for you to do? I was once "di tegur" just because I sat on my friend's cubicle desk. She said, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Ey, masa office hour mana boleh duduk atas meja. Kalau nak buat, kene tunggu after office hour"&lt;/span&gt;. And what was more irritating was that she said that from quite afar. Like she wanted the whole world to know. From the start, she has already showed that she just wanted to humiliate me. Dari aku tertonggeng2 nak tengok data from the pc, in which will display a more provocative position, it was better to sit. And as expected, I was freaking pissed off at that time. So I said to her, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Asal lak tak boleh? Ada dalam Code of Conduct ke cakap x boleh duduk atas meja? Saya tgk org lain duduk, boleh je"&lt;/span&gt;. Sambil menjegilkan my already-big eyes to her. That Um-bitch was stunned. And she muttered something like "tak manis lah, hape lah".. And then she kept quiet. And i continued sitting there. Taking in the satisfaction of seeing her stunned expression. Aah, it was priceless. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-1188014376755971438?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1188014376755971438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1188014376755971438&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1188014376755971438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1188014376755971438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1188014376755971438' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SJ-cjOqqCwI/AAAAAAAAANs/ICOWYAaayOY/s72-c/dolores_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-5104469542278452563</id><published>2008-08-02T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T14:09:00.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;surprise, surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cannot believe that my final year project supervisor who is also my lecturer for the super-cool Visualization subject dulu, actually left a comment on my blog!!! (Refer to entry &lt;strong&gt;viva la vida&lt;/strong&gt;). He stumbled upon this humble virtual place of mine on the web. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hey Laz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, just in case if you come back to read my blog, it was a really pleasant surprise to hear from you again :) I hope we can keep in touch and you'll be the world's most awesome dad to your little baby girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Friday to all!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This made me wonder if he read some of the stuff that i wrote about the Modelling project and also something about him. Alamak dah la aku penah tulis yang dia kacak dulu in of the entries... Let's just hope that he didnt. Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/6607854-5104469542278452563?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5104469542278452563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=5104469542278452563&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5104469542278452563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5104469542278452563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5104469542278452563' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-3756517601870041573</id><published>2008-08-01T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T10:31:20.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hellllooooo sexxayyyyy...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229359443781581218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="172" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SJJqtTFveaI/AAAAAAAAANM/A4GvvzHRzUE/s320/DSC00129.JPG" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arent this sexy lil' thang, just wonderful to look at?..... I waaaaaannnttttttttttttttttt..... It does display quite a resemblance to the Greek-inspired studded heels that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Carrie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; wears in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SATC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the movie - sekali pandang laa kan.. hehe... But these heels are such a beauty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229365631461528674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SJJwVd_mlGI/AAAAAAAAANU/XabYrVXpee0/s320/sexandthecity6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's irreverent!!!!! The I'd-never-have-a-bad-day-as-long-as-I-wear-you heels!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229367732079318162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SJJyPvZ6VJI/AAAAAAAAANk/UFvsnZE22cU/s320/carrieflowerdress2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AAA&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;AAAA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AAaaaaa... I can marry the heels. (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Heels? Will you marry me? I promise I'll make you very happy..&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone feels generous enough to donate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;RM109&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the above shoes for me? :D&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/6607854-3756517601870041573?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3756517601870041573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=3756517601870041573&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3756517601870041573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3756517601870041573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3756517601870041573' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SJJqtTFveaI/AAAAAAAAANM/A4GvvzHRzUE/s72-c/DSC00129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2852229847195224289</id><published>2008-07-30T04:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:40:41.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ulat buku&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes I am a bookworm. I like to read. Ok besides funky wedges and sexy stilettos, I do invest profoundly in books. Still don’t believe it? I know you know that I religiously read Female and the likes of them vanity mags but I do fancy real books. I have the whole Sidney Sheldon collection. Not forgetting Judith McNaught for her creativity in romance-writing. Oh I love all of Sheldon’s books. Genius. I can reread his books over and over again…which I have done countless of times. Ngeee.. my first Sheldon book was &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Windmill of the Gods&lt;/span&gt; which I borrowed from a friend of mine back in high school. It was a hard-cover. So bayangkan, ke hulu, ke hilir usung buku besar dan berat itu. But I like hard-covers. Walaupun gabak but tahan lasak. And tulisan dia besar2.. I like!I also love, love, loove all the Harry Potter books. Well, what can I say. I adore stories of adventures full of myth, fantasy and magic. When these are combined into one, it’s awesome beyond imagination. Like the movie, Stardust, I can watch it over and over again. Remember the famous lines in the movie? &lt;em&gt;“..My heart... It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it's trying to escape because it doesn't belong to me anymore. It belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange - no gifts. No goods. No demonstrations of devotion. Nothing but knowing you loved me too. Just your heart, in exchange for mine.&lt;/em&gt;” Aaah.. Feel like watching it again this weekend. I don't know why I enjoy stories with elements of political conspiracies, thriller, action, murders and mysteries. Hence, that explains why I would have easily selected "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Da Vincci Code&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Vantage Point&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Die Hard 4&lt;/span&gt;" over any chick flicks for both movies and the books. A few weeks back I bought &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;James Rollins'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judas Strain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Oooo I love every bit of the storyline. My peneman setia while I was on the komuter back to Rawang. It was really good that the whole 45 mins journey didnt feel as bad as how it looks (with the countless pendatang, most of them busuk &amp;amp; pervets - I didnt mean to generalize but they are!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229342174489285586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="281" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SJJbAF9nE9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/k8aEUrBxyTs/s320/DSC00495.JPG" width="223" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this explains how I spent my Sundays - a good book, and Nini (cokelat celup..celup, celup, celup..hahaha) And that was my father's Harakah (also part of my reading material)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t really layan Harry Potter but sweet enough to give me the book - “&lt;strong&gt;The half-Blood Prince”&lt;/strong&gt;. That was his first book for me. And I foresee there will be more to come. Hehehe.. just the other day, he wanted to give me something, a present before he left for the far-far away land. (And I thought presents are only for certain joyful occasions or big festive celebrations). &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That’s him, being sweet and thoughtful as always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. At first, I thought I am gonna get stuff like shoes or maybe something from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Benefits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Since lately I have been talking a lot about how nice it’d be if I have comfy shoes when I’m running to catch the komuter. Like the wedges from Crocs maybe. But they are not here yet so I was just talking pointlessly at that time. And I am just plain crazy about Benefits. Surprise, surprise… we ended up at Kinokuniya and he told me to choose any one of my favourite book. Yeay!!! I’m gonna get a book rupa2 nya. Weeee.. I really am looking forward to get a new book since I have finished reading the last one that I bought. So there I was, like a kid in a candy store trying very hard to decide on which lucky book I’d pick. I wanted to get &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter’s Deathly Hollows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but I already found its pdf verdion on the net (save $$$. Ka-ching!!). Baik amik buku lain ye tak… the process of deciding, reading the synopsis, judging the covers and weighing the author’s ranking did take some time. Since I am such a sucker for thriller, conspiracies and mysteries (hence the Sidney Sheldon’s collection) so in the end I chose &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Matthew Reilly’s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 6 Sacred Stones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229342508149673858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="189" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SJJbTg8cj4I/AAAAAAAAANE/3L__qJ3kTU4/s320/n227235.jpg" width="198" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tadaaaaa!! My new Sunday's project. Can't hardly wait :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of buying like a new cupboard or new funky rack for my books. Because at this moment I have 2 overflowing items in my room - &lt;strong&gt;shoes&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;books&lt;/strong&gt;. I surveyed Ikea and they do have a few nice ones. But not sure on the size since my room wasnt tht big. Hmmm...&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/6607854-2852229847195224289?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2852229847195224289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2852229847195224289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2852229847195224289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2852229847195224289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2852229847195224289' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SJJbAF9nE9I/AAAAAAAAAM8/k8aEUrBxyTs/s72-c/DSC00495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8779834881746951454</id><published>2008-07-17T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T10:57:40.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;serabut &amp;amp; bersepah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia is going through an interesting political phase. Serabut mungkin? As the end result is yet to be known, I must say it is pretty scary at this moment. Let's just hope whatever happens in the end is for the good of all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moving on to lighter note, I need (&lt;strong&gt;READ&lt;/strong&gt;: am desperate) to clean up, rearrange and revamp my cubicle. I can get sick just by looking at it. Too many files on the table. Too many papers. Too many post-it-notes. Too many, too many.. I miss the times when I used to own a cool bedroom back in the OZ days where I decorated it in style (&lt;strong&gt;READ&lt;/strong&gt;: fun with many cute/crazy and creative artsy stuff on the wall plus a corner for my aroma theraphy things plus books and flowers). Sigh. Dahla ada built-in wardrobe okkkkk..Anddd not forgetting a bathtub! And also a swimming pool which will be heated during winter. Owh rindu nya! Anyhow, my cube is swamped and I need a major overhaul. And it's not helping la kan that some makcikens yg suka menyibuk suruh aku kemas tempat aku tuh. Huh. As usual, like they have nothing better to do. My cube is all primp and proper okkkk before this hectic schedule started to take over my life. Takpe2. Lepas aku kemas, siap kau makcikens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223800350744721330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6qvfuzN7I/AAAAAAAAALU/M57ffD6P5g0/s320/DSC00529.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my untidy cube&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6sgj2eFbI/AAAAAAAAALs/Tyxxn6otZ_U/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223802293175850418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6sgj2eFbI/AAAAAAAAALs/Tyxxn6otZ_U/s320/DSC00527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the unwanted view of the files but wanted for the sake of work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223802299364298162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6sg656TbI/AAAAAAAAAL0/ieu2pvR1KYg/s320/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very very  unattractive..ewgh&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6uQL-RTyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AJ7Xyv5IhuE/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223804210911465250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6uQL-RTyI/AAAAAAAAAL8/AJ7Xyv5IhuE/s320/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ya ampun.. gile bersepah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6uxLZ6cFI/AAAAAAAAAME/sGtrp9zdP_Y/s1600-h/DSC00494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223804777694654546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="288" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6uxLZ6cFI/AAAAAAAAAME/sGtrp9zdP_Y/s320/DSC00494.JPG" width="206" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guess what are being spread out on the floor underneath my cube?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6uxZFdTeI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4EVYxrwIHlk/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223804781366955490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6uxZFdTeI/AAAAAAAAAMM/4EVYxrwIHlk/s320/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;....my lovelies!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I might have to go the office and do some spring-cleaning this weekend. Maybe baby. Hmmm......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-8779834881746951454?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8779834881746951454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8779834881746951454&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8779834881746951454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8779834881746951454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#8779834881746951454' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SH6qvfuzN7I/AAAAAAAAALU/M57ffD6P5g0/s72-c/DSC00529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-6261292640146823909</id><published>2008-07-02T18:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:31:59.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;viva&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apart from the political turmoil, crazy increase in petrol price, erratic weather, and annoying bosses/colleagues, please listen to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Coldplay's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; latest album. Worth every worry, stress or trouble that you're currently facing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get high on good music :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-6261292640146823909?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6261292640146823909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=6261292640146823909&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6261292640146823909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6261292640146823909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#6261292640146823909' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4698707085119310060</id><published>2008-06-04T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:37:27.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the BIG two-five... (part i)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207851727358529298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SEYBjbwcDxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WAX09BEde08/s320/naju.jpg" border="0" /&gt; i got to celebrate this special day (waaay in advance) with this certain special someone.Woott!! I'd say it was a celebration of pure joy, full of love and hard-rockin' tunes. Why? We went to watch Butterfingers performed at the Zouk.(Note to Raf: kitorang pegi sbb nk temankan kau tau. Sweeet taaak?) I'm not really an avid fan of this hugely talented band.But yeah,there were some Butter's songs that I like to listen to.One of the earlier songs that I used to listen to was Malayneum.Unique. Ok back to my birthday story.I stayed overnight at my hot Egyptian gf's house the night before along with my 2 other girlfriends. We did the usual all girls' nite in thing.Cook, eat,gossiping while watching movies(that had hot dudes in it for us to oggle over. Best option: &lt;strong&gt;300&lt;/strong&gt;. Ngeee..). After a night full of laughter, juicy gossips and good food,he picked me up from The Ascott the next day and we headed straight to KLCC. Kerja di KLCC, takkan sambut birthday pun kat KLCC jugak?Mula2,apakahhh jugak laaa kann.. BUT, when you're celebrating with a certain special someone (ahem), everything else didnt seem to matter (cewaaah..). Lagipun, we were going to watch Butters afterwards.Dekat :D. Rock chicasnye sungguh.Mungkin one fine day when I get married, I'll have some rock band perform for my reception.Mwahaha.. Tht'd be interesting. Anyway,I like the way my birthday was celebrated this year.Since I'm the type of person who adores pleasantly-unusual &amp;amp; non-typical surprises,I just loved every minute of it. And everything, just fit perfectly the way imagined how it'd happen. Terimalah,gambar2 di bawah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212794758609763906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="197" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeRNuHz_kI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KTU_C1uGFiw/s320/DSC00005.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;birthday lunch. nyum nyum..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212792906773617986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFePh7fq3UI/AAAAAAAAAIE/1UHE5e50_nI/s320/DSC00006.JPG" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wonder wat am i getting for my birthday this year? jeng jeng jeng..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeS4O4_LFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XSdf4sqmzTw/s1600-h/Sony_Ericsson_W880i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212796588472085586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeS4O4_LFI/AAAAAAAAAIk/XSdf4sqmzTw/s320/Sony_Ericsson_W880i.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;say hellooooo to my new phone!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212797079918281218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="157" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeTU1q5AgI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Kzq7iGAniAU/s320/DSC00011.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sayonara mr.nokky...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeU_h9H2yI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Th91LPoq1ww/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212798912872045346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeU_h9H2yI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Th91LPoq1ww/s320/DSC00053.JPG" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;my, big, fat, super yummy &amp;amp; fattening chocolate birthday cake. Thanks Mom! :)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212799968644184994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeV8_A0O6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/AUji3y_DbcY/s320/DSC00030.JPG" width="234" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; pleasantly-unusual &amp;amp; non-typical surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212801297434499490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeXKVJHWaI/AAAAAAAAAJE/UhoHt4lYRaA/s320/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goofing arnd just before entering the zouk (somebody has caught the "camera bazooka"-bug already?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;the BIG two-five... (part ii)&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeYtT6D5dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MzaI7rRrbtw/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212802997909972434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="208" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeYtT6D5dI/AAAAAAAAAJM/MzaI7rRrbtw/s320/DSC00069.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my delicious birthday lunch @ delicious&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212803002732216738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="249" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeYtl3xgaI/AAAAAAAAAJU/U_ZkGhZorVo/s320/DSC00072.JPG" width="342" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;us girls TRYING very very hard to look good to promote the delicious food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeaQxUCzCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/spMCn5JsGM4/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212804706610629666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeaQxUCzCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/spMCn5JsGM4/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeaQxUCzCI/AAAAAAAAAJc/spMCn5JsGM4/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you bunch! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212804708898240242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="195" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeaQ51c9vI/AAAAAAAAAJk/4sVABE4e4pc/s320/DSC00090.JPG" width="282" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;zaza's cupcakes for moi&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFebbUfCFpI/AAAAAAAAAJs/JhTAk4-jJ48/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212805987362281106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFebbUfCFpI/AAAAAAAAAJs/JhTAk4-jJ48/s200/DSC00085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFebbhipubI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TYL3ZOyL-2w/s1600-h/DSC00086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212805990867122610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFebbhipubI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/TYL3ZOyL-2w/s200/DSC00086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFebbs1RgOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cAeZHpzJhb0/s1600-h/DSC00087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212805993898016994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFebbs1RgOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/cAeZHpzJhb0/s200/DSC00087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mouth-wateringgggggg....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;supper @ Aseana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;, KLCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFecpq0E47I/AAAAAAAAAKM/aU6gygFo56w/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212807333385921458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFecpq0E47I/AAAAAAAAAKM/aU6gygFo56w/s200/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pressies :) Benefits' foundation + MAC eyel&lt;/strong&gt;iner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFecpu2m7nI/AAAAAAAAAKU/4QkbWq7k220/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212807334470282866" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="191" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFecpu2m7nI/AAAAAAAAAKU/4QkbWq7k220/s200/DSC00117.JPG" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more cupcakes for me!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFedyrfPToI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VJxnfk0jDNI/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212808587697409666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFedyrfPToI/AAAAAAAAAKc/VJxnfk0jDNI/s200/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pemberi Benefits. Thanks Naj! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFedy2GmxBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qaPbn1ntr6E/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212808590546879506" style="CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFedy2GmxBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qaPbn1ntr6E/s200/DSC00115.JPG" width="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFedzbBTKCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/XJMO4-qK9gQ/s1600-h/IMG_5035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212808600456734754" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="183" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFedzbBTKCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/XJMO4-qK9gQ/s200/IMG_5035.jpg" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeeLLZIn7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/O72suglo8BI/s1600-h/DSC00120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212809008578600882" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="198" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFeeLLZIn7I/AAAAAAAAAK0/O72suglo8BI/s200/DSC00120.JPG" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the food and the aftermath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFef4oHrcHI/AAAAAAAAALE/A7JbD8bGp4k/s1600-h/IMG_5057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212810888895754354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SFef4oHrcHI/AAAAAAAAALE/A7JbD8bGp4k/s320/IMG_5057.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks guys... i was overwhelmed...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I *heart* you people!! Hugs and kisses. I feel so appreciated and loved. Turning 25 isnt so bad after all :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(p/s: soecial thanks to Zaza and Raf for some of the pictures shown here:) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-4698707085119310060?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4698707085119310060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=4698707085119310060&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4698707085119310060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4698707085119310060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4698707085119310060' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SEYBjbwcDxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WAX09BEde08/s72-c/naju.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-6828721420192943316</id><published>2008-05-16T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T12:31:27.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;perlukah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perlukah anda menyinggung perasaan saya sehingga sedemikian rupa?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ya, mungkin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-6828721420192943316?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6828721420192943316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=6828721420192943316&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6828721420192943316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6828721420192943316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6828721420192943316' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4964538064758215978</id><published>2008-05-08T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T14:16:28.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uninspired&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back when I was a university student, I used to have a lot of ideas to write in this blog. A lot. I always could get the inspiration that I want anywhere, anytime. Inspiration from Mother Nature, people around me, my observation, my life, almost &lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt;. When I read my old entries, I was quite  amazed on my capacity to ponder on things that revolved around me and later put in words (I could be easily inspired by a petty accident at a bustop and then rushed back home to write about it). Didn’t matter whether I was writing an emotionally-charged entry or just updating the daily little tasks back then in Down Under. I could just write and let my thoughts flow. But now, I find it hard to find the inspiration and start writing as frequently as I can. Is it because of my work? Or the lack of accessibility to technology? Sometimes, when the inspiration came, I was at home, without a pc and internet (yes, I’ve been living quite a technology-less life nowadays) or when something interesting struck my mind, either I was mentally tired to wittily write about it or I was bogged down with some crucial work. Ergh..!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss writing &lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inspiration, please find your way home &amp;amp; come back to me......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-4964538064758215978?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4964538064758215978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=4964538064758215978&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4964538064758215978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4964538064758215978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#4964538064758215978' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-7707399145482722414</id><published>2008-05-05T07:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T07:27:44.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey ya'll!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People might think that I was burying my head (too deep) into my never-ending piles of work that I have no time for other things in life. Well, I did bury my head, BUT I still manage to indulge in life's little luxuries.Heh. I tried the &lt;strong&gt;Fish Spa&lt;/strong&gt; the other day with Sha at The Pavillion. It was ticklissshhh as hell.But relaxing and funny and cute at the same time. Just imagine having these mini-sized creatures nibbling away your dead skin cells from your feet.The moment I dipped my feet in the pool, we were attacked by the hungry so-called "Doctor Fish". Me and Sha terus tergelak cam kena poke or geletek mercilessly ala-ala kaki tgn kena ingat sumer.Haha.. We went there early so, so I reckon the fish were feasting on their "breakfast"(our feet). &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBprTV3S2nI/AAAAAAAAAG8/IS2qWKXrqic/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBrUt13S2sI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kYFEXtY7RYY/s1600-h/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195699004143491778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBrUt13S2sI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kYFEXtY7RYY/s400/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the fish, enjoying their "yummy" breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We headed to &lt;strong&gt;ZEN&lt;/strong&gt; by Secret Recipe for brunch afterwards.I like the place. Very much alike Secret Recipe but the concept is more of a semi-fine dining eatery. On top of that, it offers more variety too! :) And the dessert? Rambang mata.They don't only have the usual, famous Secret Recipe cakes but also mouth-watering delicacies such as Triffle, Tiramisu, pastries and those lil' cute cakes/pudding displayed in a very inviting presentation. Here's a sneak preview of my strawberry triffle. Mind you, it's very very rich, thick and creamy. Sinful! But worth every bite of it.Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194997691818629682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBhW4F3S2jI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Irbv5PpRzwI/s400/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;layers of fat ready to invade my body&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last Sunday was a total alumni day. I had my university luncheon at Shangri La and later, Petrosains Dinner at Bora Ombak. Alumni gathering is meant for us to catch up with our classmates/friends after years of working and forgetting to contact each other. I miss UQ. University of Queensland is the place to be!(promote! promote!) Hehe. But yeah, I really miss the good old times back in uni. Where life was only about trying, experiencing &amp;amp; enjoying things that matter. Sure we all worried once in a while about the never-ending asisgments, exams,group projects (annoying &amp;amp; lazy groupmates) and studying.But we always know how to have fun back in those days. There was always a way.Even with our limited student's budget &amp;amp; holes on our pockets.Aaah.. I was so lucky to have the chance to study there and experienced my uni days in a foreign land where people were highly civic-minded, open (you could walk barefoot &amp;amp; nobody will give a damn abt it), friendly (Malaysians are friendly too but only to tourists!). Initially I was a bit nervous to turn up for this UQ event knowing that only 4 of us would be coming (my batch &amp;amp; ppl that I knew). True enough, when I arrived (was fashionably late as usual), the crowd was made up of mostly the elderly people. Yang graduated 10-30 years ago! We were the youngest ppl there. Kinda awakward la jugak, like how do you converse casually with people of your parents' age (mungkin lagi tua.my parents are still young :)), yang dah waaaay established (Datuks, Datins, succesfull entrepeneurs, politicians etc etc). If they were my bosses, takdela awkward mana pon kan. I could always cook up something about The Company's latest issues ke ape ke kan. Since we didn't have anything in common except for the fact that we studied at the same uni, takkan nk ckap pasal weather pulak kan.Friendly lebih2, derang ingat aku gatal pulaakkkk.Hahah.. But all in all,it was a good experience. Owh did I mention that I manage to accidentally insult this Datuk who owns a business in Labuan? Somebody please hand me a copy of &lt;strong&gt;Socialize like A Socialite for Dummies&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195597990807657090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBp42F3S2oI/AAAAAAAAAHE/QEhK8B3glkk/s400/Petrosains+Alumni+Dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy family of Petrosains. How I miss the good old times.The dude yg paling kanan is my supercool ex-boss!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBp4213S2qI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pONn8J8vb1s/s1600-h/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195598003692559010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBp4213S2qI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pONn8J8vb1s/s400/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me, him, faiz and farah - happy faces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBp7YV3S2rI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jYU00Pv4W0s/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195600778241432242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBp7YV3S2rI/AAAAAAAAAHc/jYU00Pv4W0s/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goofing around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And not forgetting, bob-bon's Birthday! Happy Birthday Zaza! I hope you enjoy the surprise birthday cake and the cupcake.Tehee...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBhXoF3S2lI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2G6pht5iuNY/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194998516452350546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBhXoF3S2lI/AAAAAAAAAGs/2G6pht5iuNY/s400/1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bon-bon, yana, rambut helmet, pasangan gigi (read all the pet names fondly.hehe)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBhXoV3S2mI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1DfLpVmnsfs/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194998520747317858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBhXoV3S2mI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1DfLpVmnsfs/s400/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;cupcake untuk zaza. nyum nyum&lt;/strong&gt;&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/6607854-7707399145482722414?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7707399145482722414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=7707399145482722414&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7707399145482722414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7707399145482722414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#7707399145482722414' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SBrUt13S2sI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kYFEXtY7RYY/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-6436557474492226952</id><published>2008-04-19T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T09:31:33.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;chocolate mousse : the way to de-stress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;strong&gt;The Apartment&lt;/strong&gt;. Been there twice.I must say the concept of having an eatery with household equipments and deco is quite nice.And relaxing.Eating a nice plate of pavlova while having shower nozels creatively sticking out from the wall is enjoyable.It's like you are eating in a shower but you are not. Hehe. The first time i went there was with Shelly and second was with ma' pipeys!The chocolate mousse, i tell you, is sooo very the sinful.Once you pop, you cant stop kinda thing.Hehe.Highly recommended for those who are PMS-ing or if you're having a really really bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192237281977752050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SA6ITF3S2fI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hcj44p4Aq9w/s320/IMAG0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SAa3HmMNKjI/AAAAAAAAAFk/liYNAlCHSJ0/s1600-h/IMAG0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the girls posing for mr.raf's super cool phone (konon2 nya).btw,adults yg pakai braces, cute okk *wink wink*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192237290567686658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SA6ITl3S2gI/AAAAAAAAAGE/yUbsWUki4Xg/s320/IMAG0151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;abg rambut pacak :p, ainal &amp;amp; wifey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;All in all, the food variety is not interesting enough.I tried the chicken n mushroom pasta in which we requested for the chef to ommit the white wine sauce (of course laa kan). It was awful.Really really tasteles pasta i have ever tasted.We even had to request for chilli sauce.It was like a dish made for Britney Spears on a strict diet regime, 10 days countdown towards the Grammy Awards' red carpet.Yeah that bad.So people, DO NOT order this.Unless you have got only 1 week left to squeeze in that little black dress.Hehe.But do try the Big Fish dish (like everyone else, Raf's meal was made to be pau-ed by us). It's yummy. Fish covered with cheese (i think) with grilled potatoes. Talking about food has made me hungry already.And it's only 9.08 am in the morning.Sheesshh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So what are you guys having for lunch today?&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/6607854-6436557474492226952?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6436557474492226952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=6436557474492226952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6436557474492226952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6436557474492226952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#6436557474492226952' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SA6ITF3S2fI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hcj44p4Aq9w/s72-c/IMAG0149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-9091297911922654575</id><published>2008-04-15T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:52:35.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;what's sharper than a knife?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mean &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;harsh, harsh &lt;/strong&gt;words told by your loved ones - parents, siblings, best friends and of course your other half.Because what they said, matters.How far could someone go in saying things that hurt your feelings? More importantly, how could they even have the heart to say that to you, when you least expected it? I dont know. I wish I have the answers.And to what extent could you measure someone to be disrespectful towards you?Is voicing out your thoughts when you feel something is not right somewhere, considered as disrespectful? While at the same time, they were speaking up their thoughts about you frankly, without the least feeling of humanity. Pendek kata, mengapa dia boleh mengatakan sesuatu yang tidak enak di dengar mengenai diri kita kepada kita, tanpa secebis rasa kesal dan pada masa yg sama, apabila kita melakukan perkara yang sama, we were judged, lashed out at, verbally tortured and emotionally tormented?Can we call them disrespectful then? At times, in a way,i do think that because we are women, we were expected to just give in and behave more like a woman who have no say in everything. How sad.And just because they are guys, they can act like &lt;strike&gt;pigs&lt;/strike&gt; they own the world? (Didnt apply to all though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon they didnt realize that when they say things that hurt my feelings, they also brought down my self-esteem &amp; confidence to a level, where I felt immensely hurt, emotionally thrashed and didn't even know whether can I trust that person again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am not sure whether I can ever forgive that person who officially has stripped me off from feeling happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-9091297911922654575?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/9091297911922654575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=9091297911922654575&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/9091297911922654575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/9091297911922654575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#9091297911922654575' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8816136608963552918</id><published>2008-03-19T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:03:11.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;if only strawberries existed here..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R-CRenxQW7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/tfmmBXpJJLI/s1600-h/test1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R-CRenxQW7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/tfmmBXpJJLI/s320/test1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179299526733749170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lovely people. I'll be off to Penang tomorrow for a holiday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you people will have a great weekend as well.. Don't miss me too much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-8816136608963552918?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8816136608963552918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8816136608963552918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8816136608963552918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8816136608963552918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8816136608963552918' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R-CRenxQW7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/tfmmBXpJJLI/s72-c/test1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2175433922361725291</id><published>2008-03-17T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T09:05:13.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sunburst Music Festival 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off with countless obstacles that nearly pushed me on the edge of not going. I was &lt;strong&gt;THAT &lt;/strong&gt;close, believe me. Battles in searching for the perfect outfit that went astray, intimidating reminders of PPA that was yet to be completed, failure in finding a place to crash after the concert, my favourite stripey Converse Argentina World Cup 2006 Limited Edition sneakers that went missing in action (it was crucial for the concert), persuading &amp; convincing my mom that I’ll be out until 2-ish in the morning, mother-daughter quarrels on silly stuff that drove me crazy and most importantly, appearance of zits on my face just the day before the big day (which I took as a bad omen in any big day or events that were to take place. Ini mmg stress tahap dewa okkkk. Why oh whyyyy??..). But lucky me, &lt;strong&gt;he &lt;/strong&gt;was taking the responsibility of distracting me form those petty but were stubbornly-getting-on-my-nerves things, like a pro. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the real deal. When we arrived, there were many cars parked along the highway. Ah excited! Seeing many people heading towards the main entrance. Beratur jap kat luar since entrance was not yet open, panas Tuhan saja yg tau. While waiting, we munched on some yummy cucuk2  from a pakcik. Tengah syok makan2, tibe2, the vocalist of the famous band, Hujan  passed by us. We looked at each other and “Jom amik gambar dgn dia!”. Belum sempat nak proceed with any action, the pakcik who was selling the cucuk2 blurted “Haa.. Hujan, Hujan.. Meh, meh. Pilih2 mana nak”. While patting the vocalist’s back. Hahahah.. Pakcik jual cucuk2 pun tahu band Hujan ok. I bet mesti dia nak tergelak kena sapa mcm tu. Kelaka gile. It was so spontaneous and hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were inside, I was so ecstatic seeing all the tents selling food, beverages and merchandises, grand stages and many music lovers scattered everywhere. We were there early since &lt;strong&gt;he &lt;/strong&gt;did not wanna miss out seeing &lt;strong&gt;Y2K &lt;/strong&gt;performed. I think they were pretty cool since they won Blast Off. With cool mask-wearing image and energetic performance &lt;em&gt;(lihat sahaja vocalist dia yg berperut gendut itu. Menyanyi sambil melompat2 tanpa jemu. Impressive. But the noticeable, moving tummy was a bit distracting laa. Maafkan saya ye. Tetapi anda memang hebat)&lt;/em&gt;. I must admit I could understand why they managed to get into top 10 of World Finals Global Battle of the Bands, though their music want not the kind that I usually listen to. There was this one girl in the band (I bet she was very young &amp; pretty judging from her figure and nice long hair underneath that mask), probably their sidekick vocalist, who did not sing much throughout the performance. Ala-ala back-up gitu laa kan. Once in a while when her voice could be heard over the loud booming music, it was a good voice. Sweet. Tapiii… while the band performed a harder rock version &lt;em&gt;(it was really hard to the core but good)&lt;/em&gt; of Rihanna’s Umbrella, there was this part when the girl belted out “Under my umbrella..” (ella, ella, eh, eh..), oh her voice was…… ganassss.. How do I describe it eh? Aku terkejut. So was the audience. I looked at him and he looked and we were like..macam whaaa’?.. haha.. just didn’t expect it coming from that girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to cut the story short, we watched performances from &lt;strong&gt;Atilia, Najwa, Gerhana Ska Cinta, Pop Shuvit&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Gigi&lt;/strong&gt;. Not much to comment on other than good performances from them all. I was pretty excited to see Najwa. Ok I admit, it was the name. Hehe. But she was quite entertaining on the keyboard. Cume audiences tak berapa ramai that time. Hujan (not the band) laa pulak kan tibe2 time Pop Shuvit performed. If not I’d be joining the crowd in the mosh pit dah &lt;strong&gt;*insert note of exegerration here*&lt;/strong&gt;. Their songs were awesome and very adrenaline-pumping &amp; and the crowd just loooooved it. They just made you wanna jump and bang your head to their songs. Good interaction with the audience as well. Owh while waiting for the next performance, we spotted Hujan vocalist doing some tap dancing with his gf, I presumed, near the stage area. Comelll je. Hehe. So, we made a move and headed towards him to take some pictures. He turned out to be a very very good sport! Laid-back, funny and outgoing. Kelakar gile time nak amik gamba tuh. Kitorang ni mmg selamba laa kan. Dia pun boleh tahan gak loyar buruk. Kelakar. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hujan&lt;/strong&gt;!(the band) Well oh well what can I say about this band. It was raining quite heavily when  Hujan started to perform. We waited under the tent feeling very stressed out coz we really wanted to watch Hujan. Dah la starving like hell. Luckily, just before they performed &lt;strong&gt;Pagi Yang Gelap&lt;/strong&gt;, the heavy rain stopped. It only drizzled. Not to miss our fave song, we gambled and ran towards the stage to join the already drenched crowd. It was awesoooommmmeee. Could not be described words. Aahh.. not only tht, during singing &amp; jumping around,  I finally managed to see his eyebrows and a bit of forehead (that i as really curious about previously) that were covered by his trademark of hair style. Hehe. Anyways, Hujan, you rock my socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after Maghrib prayer, a change of dry clothes we rushed to see &lt;strong&gt;Reza Salleh&lt;/strong&gt;. While waiting and watching &lt;strong&gt;Tempered Mental &lt;/strong&gt;on stage, &lt;strong&gt;he &lt;/strong&gt;spotted Reza Salleh passing by us heading to the stage to get ready. &lt;em&gt;“Eh babe, Reza Salleh laa!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Reza Salleh right? We’ve been following you since Rock The World man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reza Salleh: &lt;/strong&gt;Oh really? (Pause for a while). Ooo.. You guys came to the booth right? (referring to the booth where he distributed Junk mags during Rock The World). I remember you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; (giggling like mad coz I was feeling soooooooooo over the moon that Reza Salleh remembers us! &lt;strong&gt;REZA SALLEH REMEMBERS US&lt;/strong&gt;!! It has been 2 years okkk since the last Rock The World. It must be the tudung laa I tell you. It just made me noticeable out of the hundreds people that were there. Ehehe..).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; (grinning from ear to ear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reza Salleh:&lt;/strong&gt; oh btw, what’s your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; I’m Sharil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reza Salleh:&lt;/strong&gt; and you are..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Najwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reza Salleh:&lt;/strong&gt; Owh Najwa. (I swear he looked a bit surprised when finding out my name. Maybe nama sama dgn the performer Najwa kot? Oh well, whatever the reason was, who cares when you were having a real conversation with your fave singer that remembered you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(he shook hands with Reza Salleh and made some small talks)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him:&lt;/strong&gt; can we have a picture with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reza Salleh: &lt;/strong&gt;of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, pictures as follows. I made a vow that by hook or by crook, I’ll go to the &lt;strong&gt;Laundry Bar &lt;/strong&gt;if Reza Salleh is performing. Ngeee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incubus. Now don't get me started with this one. Absolutely mind blowinggggggg. Enough said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people, let the pictures do the rest of the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93dXHxQWqI/AAAAAAAAADM/zG5Xkg_SuTM/s1600-h/DSCF0251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93dXHxQWqI/AAAAAAAAADM/zG5Xkg_SuTM/s400/DSCF0251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178538535838309026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y2K. See that girl on stage? That's the one tht i'v been talking about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93hR3xQWrI/AAAAAAAAADU/IK9Ft6MzyQ4/s1600-h/DSCF0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93hR3xQWrI/AAAAAAAAADU/IK9Ft6MzyQ4/s400/DSCF0257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178542843690506930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gerhana Ska Cinta. I liked her vest very3 much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93hwXxQWsI/AAAAAAAAADc/Xmnmi2sDnpo/s1600-h/DSCF0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93hwXxQWsI/AAAAAAAAADc/Xmnmi2sDnpo/s400/DSCF0259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178543367676517058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;candid! with Hujan vocalist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93i8nxQWtI/AAAAAAAAADk/RvPD2pOMQGw/s1600-h/DSCF0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93i8nxQWtI/AAAAAAAAADk/RvPD2pOMQGw/s400/DSCF0260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178544677641542354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the real pic :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93jxXxQWvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hUz4fHS_tuE/s1600-h/DSCF0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93jxXxQWvI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hUz4fHS_tuE/s400/DSCF0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178545583879641842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;najwa the singer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93jm3xQWuI/AAAAAAAAADs/I6nFZZpzjMM/s1600-h/DSCF0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93jm3xQWuI/AAAAAAAAADs/I6nFZZpzjMM/s400/DSCF0262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178545403491015394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beautiful atilia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93lS3xQWwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mqcQUK69QgI/s1600-h/DSCF0273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93lS3xQWwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mqcQUK69QgI/s400/DSCF0273.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178547258916887298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moi with ppl painting grafitti at the back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93o3nxQWxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0mMzHqg26is/s1600-h/DSCF0267_test1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93o3nxQWxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/0mMzHqg26is/s400/DSCF0267_test1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178551188811963154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;two euphoric people, high on big dose of good music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93qIXxQWyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Gnmivira7ls/s1600-h/DSCF0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93qIXxQWyI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Gnmivira7ls/s400/DSCF0278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178552576086399778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the crowd rockin' to Pop Shuvit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93rCHxQWzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/i-FBs9XjNuo/s1600-h/DSCF0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93rCHxQWzI/AAAAAAAAAEU/i-FBs9XjNuo/s400/DSCF0283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178553568223845170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hujan performing on stage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93t43xQW0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ustJAw_gpQ0/s1600-h/DSCF0293_test1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93t43xQW0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/ustJAw_gpQ0/s400/DSCF0293_test1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178556707844938562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reza salleh &amp; a die-hard fan :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93vKXxQW1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/INvOpdfnPvE/s1600-h/DSCF0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93vKXxQW1I/AAAAAAAAAEk/INvOpdfnPvE/s400/DSCF0303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178558108004277074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rezaaaaaaaa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93wQnxQW2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wy6aQLxjdeI/s1600-h/DSCF0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93wQnxQW2I/AAAAAAAAAEs/wy6aQLxjdeI/s400/DSCF0307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178559314890087266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;overjoyed yours truly, watching reza salleh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93xEXxQW3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/bbFcWSY5TDE/s1600-h/DSCF0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93xEXxQW3I/AAAAAAAAAE0/bbFcWSY5TDE/s400/DSCF0310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178560203948317554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how could i not be a reza salleh's fan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93x4XxQW4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_Kxg4MiLvOM/s1600-h/DSCF0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93x4XxQW4I/AAAAAAAAAE8/_Kxg4MiLvOM/s400/DSCF0327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178561097301515138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the one &amp; only, John Legend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93y23xQW5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/OqoeeH7epmE/s1600-h/DSCF0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93y23xQW5I/AAAAAAAAAFE/OqoeeH7epmE/s400/DSCF0341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178562171043339154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incubus!!!! Brandon Boyd...aahh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93zSnxQW6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/y9wzYeeh_-g/s1600-h/2336824140_d0ebee5b4f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93zSnxQW6I/AAAAAAAAAFM/y9wzYeeh_-g/s400/2336824140_d0ebee5b4f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178562647784709026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the euphoric duo with fellow euphoric buddies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2175433922361725291?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2175433922361725291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2175433922361725291&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2175433922361725291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2175433922361725291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#2175433922361725291' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R93dXHxQWqI/AAAAAAAAADM/zG5Xkg_SuTM/s72-c/DSCF0251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8934220832463114661</id><published>2008-03-10T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:56:23.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My amusing trip to KK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i can choose anywhere(apart from my beloved KL) where i can get to be transferred to, it will be Kota Kinabalu, Sabah :) So far, I've gone there twice :) Fist time, for a communication session. Second time, for a training, which i managed to convince my unconvinced boss that i really have to go.I just dont understand why my boss had this mindset if you wanna go for training, go must go to sessions in KL.Outside KL, she'll take a very verrry long time to consider.Ala-ala dengki xnak kasik la tuh kan.Faham sangat.To her, gi tempat2 cam KK nih, nanti pergi berseronok je. Sangat apakah kan? Padahal,if you wait for the next session, u hafta wait like for another 2-3 months.It's for our own development pun.Eleee..Cam la time dia muda2 dulu, tak amik kesempatan g tempat2 yg tak penah pegi.Tol tak? Anyways, KK really is a cool place to go to. Pegi training macam gi bercuti.I like the fact that i can just walk from 1 mall to another. The food outlets are everywhere.Depan hotel je. Tengok kat tingkap, dah nampak.Hehe..Staying at a posh hotel like Le Meridien really do make my stay more interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9TYdnxQWmI/AAAAAAAAACs/Df78qpQQ_Vs/s1600-h/P1000470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9TYdnxQWmI/AAAAAAAAACs/Df78qpQQ_Vs/s400/P1000470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175999875158923874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;picture about life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9TXxnxQWlI/AAAAAAAAACk/t95cSHDRh0k/s1600-h/P1000485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9TXxnxQWlI/AAAAAAAAACk/t95cSHDRh0k/s400/P1000485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175999119244679762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;otw to the filipino market,stopped by to get some refreshing air kelapa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9Tw53xQWpI/AAAAAAAAADE/fHeteY5bxls/s1600-h/P1000492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9Tw53xQWpI/AAAAAAAAADE/fHeteY5bxls/s400/P1000492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176026748769294994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this reminds me of Goldcoast..aahh.. rindu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9S7qXxQWiI/AAAAAAAAACM/6OM7ExSbFzE/s1600-h/P1000527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9S7qXxQWiI/AAAAAAAAACM/6OM7ExSbFzE/s400/P1000527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175968208365050402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KK's famous chicken wing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9TwJnxQWoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-pyPEDd9VRM/s1600-h/P1000522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9TwJnxQWoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/-pyPEDd9VRM/s400/P1000522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176025919840606850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some exotic stuff for purchase&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9S6mHxQWhI/AAAAAAAAACE/cMhGQmZn6RI/s1600-h/P1000511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9S6mHxQWhI/AAAAAAAAACE/cMhGQmZn6RI/s400/P1000511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175967035838978578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really love the view&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9TcfnxQWnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OQIWYOwLzaY/s1600-h/P1000514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9TcfnxQWnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/OQIWYOwLzaY/s400/P1000514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176004307565173362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hiyaaaakkk!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9S4_XxQWfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zTfX_ZKbwc8/s1600-h/P1000474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9S4_XxQWfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zTfX_ZKbwc8/s400/P1000474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175965270607419890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can see the nearby islands from here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-8934220832463114661?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8934220832463114661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8934220832463114661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8934220832463114661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8934220832463114661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8934220832463114661' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9TYdnxQWmI/AAAAAAAAACs/Df78qpQQ_Vs/s72-c/P1000470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-7058204035198108875</id><published>2008-03-07T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:01:23.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;activated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi readers. i'm back after a very very long silence. fret not,i made a vow that i'll try to update at least once a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually i'm being through a rough time. Everything seems so...cloudy..at the moment. &lt;strong&gt;BUT &lt;/strong&gt;i'm not gonna put you through a hard time as well by reading all the sadness n crappiness of my life bad happenings.Instead i'll try to entertain you people with my charms that i hope are still there ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.One in a million finale. I'm a big fan of this reality show. Maafkan saya ye.Though many people seemed to favour Shila over Ayu but I really think that Ayu deserved it. A friend of mine said that Shila has the vocals of Christina Aguilera when belting out that Spanish song &amp; that it'd be hard for Ayu to make it in the industry simply becasue of..the looks. I mean c'moonnn...Malaysian music fans are getting smarter nowadays.I personally think that Ayu has improved a lot. She really can sing well.Have you heard her duet performance with Jac Victor?Fabolousss..Mungkin juga gaya pemakaiannya sedikit..How do you say it? Janggal?..Alaaa it wasnt entirely her fault pun. I thought they have stylists or wardrobe managers to handle that.All that can be mastered in no time.I really hope that she will make it big! Go Ayu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, my division grand dinner. one word. weee-huu!! It was fun all the way.I have never thought that people would actually go all out to abide the theme &lt;strong&gt;"Movie Characters"&lt;/strong&gt;. Haa..Gempak tak? Memang pun. Hehe. I admit laa that at first, i was very very sceptical &amp; hesitant knowing that we all had to dress up accordingly to the theme.Kalau tak, makan luar dewan.Garang x garang tu?I mean, at this age (not that old), within this kind of environment (we are always perceived as rigid), would people really be ecstatic at these sorts things? The answer turned out to be surprisingly positive!People from all walks of life (read: regardless of positions &amp; age - GMs, Managers,the young ones &amp; the makciks), were really into the theme!We got princesses (i was one of them, I was Giselle from Enchanted.Don't ask.Hahaha..), jedis, many pirates,warriors,fairies, &amp; many more famous characters. It was a very memorable nite.One that would be hard to beat.Performances-wise, supremo! We had a live band, all made up from the division members.And lagi best, the drummer was a Senior Manager in his 50s. Cool taaaak?...A very funny sketch. And many more songs sang live by the talented singers from the division.The guitarist (a spikey hair dude with a fondness of pro-emo rock songs)asked me to sing for the band before that but I declined.Katanya "suara kau rock aah, boleh nyanyi lagu2 cam nidji ke dewa ke, lagu2 rock aah.." Hahahaha.. I vowed that the one &amp; only time that I'd saig (in showers, not counted yaa) was during the karaoke competiton when I attended PIPE. I was amazed on how did i summon enough courage to belt out several songs in front of an audience.Hahaha..Kelaka kelaka.I sang "Kau Ilhamku","Relaku Pujuk", and Peter Pan's "Mimpi yg Sempurna" and managed to get into the semifinals.Boleeeehh?? Hahaha.. Anyways, pictures to be enjoyed below :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IEtXxQWSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7oebyYPHnzg/s1600-h/IMG_1311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IEtXxQWSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7oebyYPHnzg/s320/IMG_1311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175204099323353378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me (Giselle), Kajol, Princess Fiona &amp; Esmeralda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IK4XxQWTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/V6NOIu1AGos/s1600-h/IMG_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IK4XxQWTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/V6NOIu1AGos/s400/IMG_1305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175210885371681074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giselle with Willy Wonka (best dressed) &amp; Esmeralda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IMkHxQWUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/y_T5uTdb8nI/s1600-h/IMG_1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IMkHxQWUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/y_T5uTdb8nI/s400/IMG_1289.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175212736502585666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cruella(best dressed!), a pirate, a victorian-era lady, Mr.Bean and Tun Fatimah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IMlXxQWVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/q2lc2j9-N24/s1600-h/IMG_1295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IMlXxQWVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/q2lc2j9-N24/s400/IMG_1295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175212757977422162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giselle felt safe being guarded by a star wars soldier(sorry i forgot the name.not a star wars fan :p) &amp; Azroy (80s malay movie)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IOZ3xQWWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Eq9Mhw6Wh8/s1600-h/IMG_1399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IOZ3xQWWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/9Eq9Mhw6Wh8/s400/IMG_1399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175214759432182114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;posing gedik skiiit..boleh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IOaXxQWXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ooJyh5KII0E/s1600-h/IMG_1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IOaXxQWXI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ooJyh5KII0E/s400/IMG_1410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175214768022116722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 ladies among the thorns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tht's it for now people. Havva nice weekend! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-7058204035198108875?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7058204035198108875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=7058204035198108875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7058204035198108875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7058204035198108875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7058204035198108875' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/R9IEtXxQWSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/7oebyYPHnzg/s72-c/IMG_1311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-7398590482822041806</id><published>2007-10-11T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T16:23:04.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i want you (badly)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leather ankle strap court shoe by &lt;strong&gt;Miss Sixty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/miss60.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=250 height=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;..which will look tremendously hip when paired with my new skinny fit jeans and the aviator...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just look at the heels. Extremely sexxaaayy...and the chains at the back of the shoes. i want i want i want... the prob is, its kinda pricey.. So, how now brown cows??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-7398590482822041806?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7398590482822041806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=7398590482822041806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7398590482822041806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7398590482822041806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7398590482822041806' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-532355624704546761</id><published>2007-10-09T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T17:13:18.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;puas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never imagine putting on a pair of skinny jeans. Never. Period. Why? Because I think I don’t have the legs and height to wear it and way too curvy to pull it off. Ha-ha. (there goes my confession of the day..) But seriously, I’d always imagine only people like Victoria Beckham and Kate Moss could flaunt their long shapely legs and super thin body in this kinda jeans. Oh c’mon.. Why else would they call it skinny jeans? It’s not that I haven’t tried it on when skinny jeans started being the in-thing and fashionably a syndrome among women all over the world. I did. But I managed to look like a stumpy carrot with legs. However an amazing thing happened yesterday. During my retail therapy session with him (it was supposed to be his, initially) at OU, I surprised myself by getting myself a brand new spanking, skinny jeans!! Ha-ha.. Apakah?!?!? Yes, even I was surprised at this new development. I wasn’t even planning to buy anything since my raya shopping spree the other day has, kinda, burnt holes in my pockets. Hehe.. BUT, when I tried it on, I was like “Were those my legs?” Yup. THAT good people. I love the sight of my legs in it. Hehe. Long and lanky. So, me being me (awestruck and amazed), I bought it! Aah bliss. Nothing like the feeling after purchasing something sooo right and looked sooo good on you. So people, I am officially now the proud owner of a pair of super cool skinny jeans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the 2nd story. Aviator sunnies. Ok ok I know they looked oh-so-glamorous and stylish, BUT this kind was never my preference since it would always horizontally expand my tudung to the sides (dalam erti kata lain, mengembangkan tudung saya ke tepi) due to the shape of its frame. Same thing goes to the rest of sunnies/glasses species in the world. I’d always have to choose very carefully when dealing with this lot. However…. After a trip to this eyewear outlet to accompany him buy his super-cool sunnies, I fell in love with this aviator sunnies the moment I put it on. Haa..Sapa soh try utk suke2 je..Tengok, kan dah TERbeli.. hehe.. I love love love it. What has gotten into me? First the skinny jeans and now the aviator sunnies. This has made me a happier bunny with burnt holes in her pockets :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-532355624704546761?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/532355624704546761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=532355624704546761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/532355624704546761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/532355624704546761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#532355624704546761' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1242889252107679258</id><published>2007-09-27T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T12:17:29.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;spot the similiraty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&gt; Elle Woods in Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Tracy Turnblad in Hairspray&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u know what do they have in common? The spirit and courage to get up and face the world no matter how rough things have been in their life. i wish i have their courage &amp; spirits... To be strong and brave.. And I'm praying hard....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-1242889252107679258?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1242889252107679258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1242889252107679258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1242889252107679258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1242889252107679258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1242889252107679258' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2375039560987016047</id><published>2007-09-24T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T15:56:51.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See the stone set in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;See the thorn twist in your side.&lt;br /&gt;I wait for you.&lt;br /&gt;Sleight of hand and twist of fate&lt;br /&gt;On a bed of nails she makes me wait&lt;br /&gt;And I wait without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the storm, we reach the shore&lt;br /&gt;You gave it all but I want more&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live with or without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;And you give, and you give&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are tied, my body bruised&lt;br /&gt;She´s got me with nothing to win&lt;br /&gt;And nothing left to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away&lt;br /&gt;And you give, and you give&lt;br /&gt;And you give yourself away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live&lt;br /&gt;With or without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't live&lt;br /&gt;With or without you&lt;br /&gt;With or without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: with or without you - U2 ::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2375039560987016047?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2375039560987016047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2375039560987016047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2375039560987016047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2375039560987016047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2375039560987016047' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8727028966613657778</id><published>2007-08-13T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T09:55:11.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear blog,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i kinda nearly lost my faith.. its still there but nt quite there.. u get what i mean? i hope to restore it and make everything back to normal again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i pray hard.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-8727028966613657778?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8727028966613657778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8727028966613657778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8727028966613657778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8727028966613657778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#8727028966613657778' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-746315207626994990</id><published>2007-07-26T10:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T19:26:40.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;listen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt that you really really need to talk to someone to just vent out and let go of everything that has been bottled up inside you.. yup. i had that feeling today. few mins ago. a pair of ears that can listen to me and at the same time be empathetic to what i was gonna say would be good. listen and pretend (if you have to) as if you are interested in what im saying tho u'd never totally understand it. after all i just wanted to enlighten (anyone who'd like to listen), about my truckload of work, crappy assignments, overly-low-aircond-temperature, too much eating junk food, busybody colleagues, the urge of buying new shoes at Nose (they are having sale now!!) etc etc.. Oh you know, the usual drill... Let me know if your interested...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-746315207626994990?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/746315207626994990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=746315207626994990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/746315207626994990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/746315207626994990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#746315207626994990' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-86130628117474576</id><published>2007-07-24T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T12:16:15.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;called up a few friends to have breakfast with them. noone's available. it's 7.20 now.too bad for me. a friend offered to join her BUT she was having breakfast with her bf. malas nak kacau.haihh.. was  bugged by this monday blues symptoms since yesterday evening. so i thought a good session of breakfast with friends could cure it. sigh. none could make it. waited. it was now 7.30. received a call. the supposedly scheduled breakfast at 7.30 was cancelled and postponed to after 8. what? not now....sigh..more bad luck.i just couldn't afford it. it was the first day of the week plus, quite a lot of people wasnt in the office and my absence would have made it more obvious. and i hate it when the makciks stared at me when i went out after 8 eventho i was only gonna tapau some food. my partner in crime that was always there to cover for me wasnt in lah plak today. more depreseed. this was just not getting better at all. why is it especially at times like this,when i need people and food, so desperately, noone is there. getting hungrier. and crankier. i hate today. so pls, if i accidentally went berserk at anyone today, pls ignore and forgive me. i swear it was the aftermath of not having a good breakfast, AND, not being able to be around people that i love to be around when it comes to eating. Yes, you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEWARE: HUNGRY WOMAN ON THE LOOSE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-86130628117474576?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/86130628117474576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=86130628117474576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/86130628117474576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/86130628117474576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#86130628117474576' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2327840081952287526</id><published>2007-06-27T04:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T11:20:17.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;by the way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/shoes.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"By the way I tried to say &lt;br /&gt;I'd be there... waiting for..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i think &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loyalty &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;is such a huge word for a person, like me, who think of frivolous things most of the time.. True it can be instilled and nourished and with God's help, be successful. But when you have experienced betrayal and nothing but negativity (most of the time), tell me, how could you learn to love and be passionate about it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what i had been thinking of, almost the whole day when i attended the Barometer Workshop last Friday. it was meant for &lt;em&gt;us*(&lt;/em&gt;from all walks of life: secretaries, non-executives, executives, managers)to get together and come out with ways to identify current &lt;em&gt;mindset &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;behaviour &lt;/em&gt;of the division. It has done a pretty good job to help us gauge and visualize the pic of success that our division want. Throughout it all, issues like professionalism, integrity and many other vital values were discussed. When loyalty was being deliberated, i couldnt help but wonder about it over and over again... It was so funny when we were talking about these while the reality was different. My scepticism just got the better of me, i guess. But in  a way, bagus lah jugak since early steps are being taken to try and change things to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, on a lighter note, Faizal OIAM is going to be at Tower 1 tomorrow for that singing competition thingy, people! &lt;strong&gt;Self-reminder:I AM SOO GONNA BE THERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt; Eheh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2327840081952287526?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2327840081952287526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2327840081952287526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2327840081952287526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2327840081952287526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2327840081952287526' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-6117793906651241439</id><published>2007-06-20T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T17:38:38.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;jauh jauh / from a-far&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1900.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=250 height=200&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a-far&lt;br /&gt;Way beyond the mountain green&lt;br /&gt;White sands&lt;br /&gt;Await the azure sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waves break&lt;br /&gt;Faintly whispering&lt;br /&gt;Are the breezes that blow&lt;br /&gt;Carrying my message to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the past&lt;br /&gt;Far away&lt;br /&gt;The memories have been left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost, and consumed by the waves&lt;br /&gt;That call to her&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me alone&lt;br /&gt;To remember her from a-far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sean ghazi is a genius..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-6117793906651241439?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6117793906651241439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=6117793906651241439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6117793906651241439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6117793906651241439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6117793906651241439' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2925084116946320536</id><published>2007-06-19T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T07:52:03.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i met a bitch at work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/142bitch.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;courtesy of &lt;a href="http://stickgal.blogspot.com" target="blank"&gt;Stickgal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not one, but &lt;strong&gt;MANY &lt;/strong&gt;of them..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2925084116946320536?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2925084116946320536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2925084116946320536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2925084116946320536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2925084116946320536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2925084116946320536' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-7516538376934317414</id><published>2007-06-18T08:06:00.050+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T08:52:15.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;weekend aftermath&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to comply to my things-to-do list during the weekend. i ate and slept and bersuka-ria till i found it hard to sleep last nite. Oh maybe i was still excited that The Lima won! Hehe..I wasnt a sucker for reality shows esp tht involed singing but Gangstarz kinda captured my attention. Anyhouuu.. The Lima won last night (i know this may sound ridicolous but that Taura was cuteeeee in a gay-ish kinda way. Hahaha.. He has great hairstyle and funky sense of fashion) My dvd player was temporarily shut down. i did watch waris jari hantu and shrek 3. but dua2 dvd hang in the mid of the movies. ngok! so i spent my lovely weekend to finish up reading Match Me If You Can. i am not usually fond of chic lit BUT this one was really good, i tell ya'! it managed to make me laugh (sorang2 cam org gile), smile (like org angau) and surprisingly make me shed a tear or two. (maybe this part wasn't so surprising sgt since i do cry at movies too. Hehs..) Blame it all on PMS. (or else i wouldn't be THAT emotional just by reading a chic-lite :p) But all in all, it was a good mind-relaxation practice. I need to do this more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-7516538376934317414?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/7516538376934317414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=7516538376934317414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7516538376934317414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/7516538376934317414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#7516538376934317414' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-9135618883884612653</id><published>2007-06-15T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T17:03:07.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;to-do-list tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- makan &lt;br /&gt;- tido&lt;br /&gt;- bersuka-ria&lt;br /&gt;- muvi&lt;br /&gt;- makan &lt;br /&gt;- tido&lt;br /&gt;- bersuka-ria&lt;br /&gt;- muvi&lt;br /&gt;- makan &lt;br /&gt;- tido&lt;br /&gt;- bersuka-ria&lt;br /&gt;- muvi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice weekend peeps!&lt;br /&gt;take of yourself and each other :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-9135618883884612653?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/9135618883884612653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=9135618883884612653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/9135618883884612653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/9135618883884612653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#9135618883884612653' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2704809243724742723</id><published>2007-06-13T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T17:57:00.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;match me if you can..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is the book that i am currently reading. i have been rereading my Sidney Sheldon's since i dont have new reading materials to indulge in, unless if you count in Female and Marie Claire and Cosmo. Hehs.. But truth is, i used to read a lot. I read books, newspapers, articles, educational magazines and i even read the newspaper article at the back of nasi lemak wrapper. Back then, everthing seemed to interest me. I also continued my passion to read during the uni years. Though it was a bit challenging to juggle time between reading Programming-Guide-For-Idiots and the highly entertaining biographies of the rich and famous. The point is, I still tried to find the time to read. But now, interestingly, I just couldnt slot the reading-leisurely time in my daily routines. Padahal, bukannya busy sangat 24/7 pun. Okla there were times when i was busier than the queen bee,where i had late nights, and unpurposely ignored or forgotten lunch/dinner dates. I think i need to get myself some new good books since it has been a while, dont u think? Looks like someone needs to cut down on shoe budget next month. Dang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2704809243724742723?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2704809243724742723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2704809243724742723&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2704809243724742723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2704809243724742723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#2704809243724742723' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-3752030758101579935</id><published>2007-06-11T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T15:38:14.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;post-birthday-celebration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/piccyblog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody pls hit at the back of my head with a large trout. im still in the mood to celebrate :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless the fact tht i know it's a bit too late to say my thank yous but what the heck kan. So,thank you people for the lovely birthday smses and wishes. it reminded me that i wasnt forgotten =)and the lovely birthday presents. thank you! (rai, thanks for the baskins! aku suda gemok okkk). and oso naj (for lunch@chillis). and oso yana (the kains). zaza (for the yummy cupcakes). etc etc..and the list goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok macamane nak cakap kat org yg tgh tunggu lift sesame tht i just got back from the gym when asked, &lt;em&gt;"makan mane tadi?" &lt;/em&gt;I was just too lazy to elaborate my answer since, if i answered &lt;em&gt;,"taklah pegi gym tadi"&lt;/em&gt;, they would continue waahh-ing at my statement and gave me this either sceptical or amazed look. and then the conversation would continue to &lt;em&gt;"rajin nyee. diet eeh?" &lt;/em&gt;in which i totally hated to answer. and selalunye aku malas nak jawap di tengah khalayak ramai dlm lift yg sememangnye ramai org. okla. allow me to explain. i used to go to the gym after work. but i changed my schedule to lunch time since i need to go back with my sist who's also working at Petrosains currently. coz if do my gym after work, my sist then had to wait for me plak. cam kesian plak budak tuh dok nunggu/merayau sorang2 kat kkcc ni. and since i am the sweetest big sister that my younger sist could ever asked for, maka my lunch time is gym time now. but it was great actually to go to gym during lunch coz that was when all the expats, meaning, the foreigners worked out! Seeing foreigners there just reminded me so much about Brisbane (aside from the part where i get to cuci mate sikit2. hehs. kidding!)when huda and i used to go to the uni gym on weekends and worked our butts off. I bumped into some of the big guns there, exercising. Rase cool sekejap, rubbed shoulders with the VIPs :p I was once too stunned this one morning,seeing this one VP lifting weights sbb beraaat dan besaaar giler okk itu weights.i mean for a guy his age.okla i dont know how old he is. but he must be a lil bit old kan? I was amazed too that he actually exercised. Coz a guy his age was always boroi and unfit. plus, a malay living in malaysia yg exercising isnt really a culture. plus, a VP must be really bz with the super tite schedule.But he does exercise! i am sooo proud being a member of this gym. Yeah, i love gym. My gym.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-3752030758101579935?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3752030758101579935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=3752030758101579935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3752030758101579935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3752030758101579935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3752030758101579935' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-6119001233449869750</id><published>2007-06-06T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T13:58:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ahoy!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very long due entry. havent been writing and updating for quite some time. byk bende nak cite, i tell ya'! anyhow, yours truly had turned 24 on 29th. another year older, one year wiser? i hope so. &lt;strong&gt;*fingers crossed&lt;/strong&gt;* Very the lazy to write on what i did on my fantabolous and super-fun birthday celebration. So i put up some pictures for you to splurge on. Ngehee.. I celebrated my 24th the weekend before 29th coz hassle okk nak bersuka-ria on a working day. Nanti kalau hangover teruk sanngat, sape nak jawab? So on a bright Saturday morning,we went to OU (my fave mall)to watch Pirates of The Carribean with badges illustrating "N" on them,on our shirts/tops. FYI, "N"= Najwa's Day. And hence the badges. I liked this 3rd Pirates better than the other 2. Coz one, i understand the stroryline waaay waay better than the first and the second. Second, Will Turner sudah berubah menjadi hantu tanpa tentakel sotong! Tak boleh aah everytime tgk jelmaan kurita Davy Jones tu sure rase cam nak muntah sbb geli. And third, why must Jack Sparrow looked so damn attractive with the wacky personality, witty jokes and lines and the kelam kabutness tapi still remain cool and calm. Watching Pirate made us (more like me) hungry.Went to have a supposedly-meant-to-be a simple lunch tapi sebab we both were really really hungry, so simple lunch itu telah bertukar menjadi quite a heavy one. Our next destination was The Curve (my all-time fave too), to have THE special dinner and of course, my birthday present (which i know what was it already since i was the one who picked it up. plus, the part yang ter kantoi bagitau itu..mueheheh..)So we went there, strolling around the flea market area looking like a couple who were very much in love (eceeehh..) and into food (apakah?!?!).. The Marche witnessed me looking stupefied receiving THE birthday present from him. Not enough seeing grinning from ear to ear, i was surprised again for the 2nd and the 3rd pressies. Now tell me why is shouldnt be feeling ecstatic? &lt;strong&gt;*grins*&lt;/strong&gt; No piccies for this since I remembered it so well that i didnt need pictures to help me :) On 29th, i had another celebration with my friends. This time around, Gloria's was the vital witness of the whole happy bunch celebrating my birthday. Piccies peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/DSC06327.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=300 height=250&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally my own cupcakes! after much drooling and lusting just by looking at them. hehs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/DSC06322.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=200 height=150&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im 24 y'all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/DSC06338.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=300 height=250&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aseana's yummy cuppy. thanks to YOU &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/DSC06332.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=350 height=300&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say Shoeeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/DSC06337.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=300 height=250&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma' pressies.. (happy belated bday zaza!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/DSC06365.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=300 height=250&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop checking out my cuppy, you perv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/DSC06362.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=300 height=250&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;center of attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/DSC06356.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" width=300 height=250&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the aftermath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-6119001233449869750?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6119001233449869750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=6119001233449869750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6119001233449869750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6119001233449869750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#6119001233449869750' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-6429220947792507084</id><published>2007-05-15T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T14:10:18.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love the month of May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyiangahahaii.. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-6429220947792507084?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/6429220947792507084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=6429220947792507084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6429220947792507084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/6429220947792507084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6429220947792507084' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-3487154217357226339</id><published>2007-04-30T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T18:10:35.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder why kan when you were trying really really hard to be nice but people seemed to treat you harshly by verbally providing hurtful and unkind words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-maybe they were having a bad (hair) day&lt;br /&gt;-maybe they were bugged by loads of problems&lt;br /&gt;-maybe they were goin' thru the PMS cycle &lt;br /&gt;-maybe they had just been humiliated in front of others during a big meeting (happened to me. it wasnt pretty, trust me.could end up having severe gastrics.hoh!)&lt;br /&gt;-maybe their girlfriends had just left them&lt;br /&gt;-maybe they didnt get the promotion that they wanted&lt;br /&gt;-maybe they were hungry&lt;br /&gt;-maybe they were emotionally affected by the incident in Ijok&lt;br /&gt;-maybe their favourite group were voted out from Gangstarz&lt;br /&gt;-maybe they were bullied by their sucky bosses&lt;br /&gt;-maybe they couldn't get the Spiderman 3 tickets for the first day screening (i got! i got! i got! yeays!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe maybe maybe maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akhirnya aku yg stress.. ntah hape-hape.. sakit hati! grrrrr....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-3487154217357226339?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/3487154217357226339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=3487154217357226339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3487154217357226339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/3487154217357226339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3487154217357226339' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4650062734057341601</id><published>2007-04-09T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T08:01:24.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;so long and farewell.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog will be inactive for quite a while until the writer has healed completely and found her spirit to write again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*meditation mode turned on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a good day everyone! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-4650062734057341601?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4650062734057341601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=4650062734057341601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4650062734057341601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4650062734057341601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4650062734057341601' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-5875399873744878909</id><published>2007-04-05T04:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T16:55:48.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;shopaholic craves for cupcakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I have this genius idea (by my standard of writing) to write I will always ended up not writing because one, no pc at home and two, I malas nak drive pi cc or 3rd, I just don’t have the frigggin’ time to blog during office hour. And now when I wanna write, I couldnt even put a proper sentence together. Anyhooooo, last Fri the BF and I went for a shopping spree at Bangsar. It was a total bliss to go shop on a working day since I didn’t have to queue for the fitting room, I didn’t have to berebut with the other girls (it could be quite a messy situation esp when mega-sales were involved) and parking was sooo easy meezy breezy. The spree took us from 10 am and ended by him sending me back home (Rawang bumi bertuah) at around 11-ish pm. Apakah?!?!? As you can already guess, yeah yeahh…the back-to-back gruelling hours were dominated by ME! Haha.. It was officially “Najwa’s day”. The shops there were soooo awesome that I ended up buying two hot working pants, some tops’ accessories and nearly, really really nearly, few pairs of shoes. Oh they were only literally bought by me. Thank YOU =&gt; Bliss, bliss, bliss. Tell me how I could not be happy. I love everything that I (literally) bought (and of course YOU. Hehe..) Our adventure didn’t end at Bangsar. Our next stop was OU. I worshipped OU (and The Curve). And again, it was pure delight since there were not many people around. While people were busy being tortured with their bosses, endless deadlines and annoying customers, I was in OU and Bangsar, shopping my heart out! Uhuh! My day couldn’t get any happier when I get to shop WITH a personal shopping assistant-cum-image consultant. A very loyal one. (Thank God for the mesin urut kaki in OU. Hehehe. They should have the same thing here in KLCC, just in case).. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPA. Only those working their asses off in Tower 1 or 2 in KLCC would have an idea of what this was. I just wanna say one thing. After a session with mrs evil boss this morning, I was really surprised to have her say super-duper nice things about me. While she was babbling all those sugar-coated compliments about how I was a hardworking worker, how I could go far with my work attitudes now, how I was  capable blah blah blah and she didn’t mind at all and would be more than happy if all of us in this department got a 2 for PPA. (2 stands for exceeding expectation if you must know), at the back of my mind I was, yeah yeah yeahhhhh.. I just wanna get this PPA thingy over and done with. It was obvious that all of a sudden people were nice to you. First step in finding an ally! Maleh nak melayan drama2 ini semua. I wasn’t planning to fight for 2 pun. Tapi mengapakah lambat sangat mau kasi approve sama itu rating? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok did I tell you I have started driving to work now? Ngeeehee.. I love love love it. It was waaay better than cramping your way into a komuter with all the ghetto-look-alike passengers trying to push you down the railway. I was new to all these driving thingy so excuse me if I seemed to be overjoyed and freaking ecstatic by it. Haha. I’m so allowed to do so okkk. But the downside of driving to work with a spanking brand new car was the expenses that came along with it. Minyak, tol (yg cekik daghah) and parking and most importantly, the monthly car payment. Haihh.. but it was still and always better then taking the komuter. So, hoorah for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh di kedai manakah saya boleh mendapatkan cupcake yang comel2, dekoratif and sedap rasa nya? I’ve got craving for cupcakes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-5875399873744878909?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/5875399873744878909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=5875399873744878909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5875399873744878909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/5875399873744878909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5875399873744878909' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-8723106827505205592</id><published>2007-03-15T07:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:50:29.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;fly me to the moon...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who initiated the use of the word sucky for all that was related to apalling, awful, dreadful and the likes? thanks coz its such a simple word that summarize how i felt at the moment. sucky. my life now. mrs evil boss was away. i should be overwhelmed with joy for there will be no traumatic incidents or tasks, at least temporarily. i could even write this. but why the suckiness? i don't know when or how it all started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of negative post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note.today is 14th March. &lt;strong&gt;Happy I(1).LOVE(4).YOU(3) Day &lt;/strong&gt;everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll be playing in a basketball league tonight. Wish I could be there and cheer for you. Gimme a B, B!! Ahahaha.. *good luck hugs and kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow mrs evil boss is going to be back in the office.Demmit laa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-8723106827505205592?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/8723106827505205592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=8723106827505205592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8723106827505205592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/8723106827505205592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8723106827505205592' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-373267239213405107</id><published>2007-03-09T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T11:43:19.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;unlucky in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have watched the movie Cinta, you will know about this character played by Nanu as the lover of a married man. She always got stood up by tht guy everytime they planned to go out. Ok first mmglah salah to bercinta with laki orang. Tapi in terms of perasaan, i just wanna say how frustrating she must have felt every time she was disappointed. To be in a situation where you force yourself to say "it's ok" after hearing numerous apologies and excuses (regardless of whether they're true or not) and forced yourself to think that everything is gonna be fine if only you be a little more lenient, a little more patient or a little more flexible. It was like holding on to nothing. You could never win. If you confronted him then you'd be accused of being not understanding enough laa, kena jadi flexible lagi laa. If you just keep it to yourself, then you'd suffer. But she stayed anywyas. Why? Because she loved him. Or so she thought. It was a sad portrayal of a woman who was unlucky in love. I don't wanna feel like how Nanu felt in that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Friday everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-373267239213405107?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/373267239213405107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=373267239213405107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/373267239213405107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/373267239213405107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#373267239213405107' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-1756333594852541482</id><published>2007-03-06T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T11:13:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;want-or-don't-want vs. ready-or-not-ready&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a thin line separating these two. how can you really be sure that you want something soo bad but unconsciously you're not ready for it? it could be the other way around but still the question will always be how do you know which category you belong to. like for example, i want my colleague's job, i really do. but do i possess enough capabilities and the right skills &amp; personality for it? yeah u know sometimes what you want is shadowed by all the glitz and glamour attached to it. plus u mite have ppl around you saying tht it'll be a great loss if you don't take it. but is tht wht you really want? are you really capable of doing it? it is such a critical decision to make coz it's your own future tht we're talking abt here. plus, assuming a bigger responsibility has never been a simple issue. maybe we could just take it and learn along the way. go-with-the-flow kinda way. after all, it is all about learning and "growing with the company". same goes with relationship (looks like najwa is gonna start her oprah-talk here!). a friend of mine emailed me (and the rest) abt this matter. it did make me think. a lot. (dem u danny!heh..) is wanting him as my boyfriend the same as i'm ready for a relationship? how do i know i'm ready? how does everyone in the whole wide world know? how does HE know that he's ready? aahh..always with something to ponder on, don't you najwa? it could always be a go-with-the-flow thingy, learning from each other as we go along the way. does tht mean tht we're ready? how much weight does the significance of readiness matter then? the fact tht i love him so dem much doesn't change even by a micromilimiter. but at the end of the day, the question will always be, how do i know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy mourn-day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;(i hate mondays)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-1756333594852541482?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/1756333594852541482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=1756333594852541482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1756333594852541482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/1756333594852541482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1756333594852541482' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-4847570295071457623</id><published>2007-02-21T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T17:51:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hari yang b**d*h&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a very simple wish today (tonite, since i am staying back at the office to do some goddamned work.. pweehhh..), that is to have a &lt;strong&gt;hot meal &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;good coffee &lt;/strong&gt;for dinner here, at this humble workstation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish add-on: good companion to help me stay through the nite. how i wish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaaayyy...back to the real world now najwa, and work..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-4847570295071457623?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/4847570295071457623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=4847570295071457623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4847570295071457623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/4847570295071457623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4847570295071457623' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-2457407184433289590</id><published>2007-02-16T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:09:06.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hey i'm back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its kinda weird to start writing back. my vocab has gone outta window. thank god i can still type and construct a few complete sentences. but they still sounded weird as i was reading them right at this moment. apepepuuuunn... updates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, a lot of things happening to me right now. career-wise. home location-wise. family-wise.friends-wise. a number of friends got married. high school friends. uni friends. it was pure joy by just being there watching the whole beautiful love affair. aaahh.... why do they have to make weddings so unbelievably sweet and blissful? seri got married in maroon. nice choice of colour. i like anything red and since maroon kinda belongs to the family of red, so yeah i love maroon =) Huda was the pengapit. Ngehehe.. It was kinda fun watchin u , mengelap peluh dingin seri atas pelamin tatkala aku , nor and fado' macam nak rabak perut menggelakkan telatah seri yg tak reti dok diam since she put on her wedding gown. Ahahaha.. Met a LOT of STFians yg dah tak jumpe like, 5-6 years ago? Wow! Time flies kan? It was really good seeing them again. Kabeer is going to get married soon! When i received her sms saying tht shes gonna get married in few weeks time,  I was like whoaaa kabeer kau nak kawen? hehe.. Congrats darling! will try to make it okay? And owh,Nurul my Brisbane friend had just got married last weekend in JB. Best wishes to both of you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved to Rawang finally, where the distance is unbelievebly infuriating. The house is nice and all, but to wake up at 5am every morning and leave home before Subuh, is definitely challenging. Mengapakah saya harus berpindah ke tempat yang jauh dari pembangunan dan KLCC ini? Amat menjelekkan. for now, yeah i hate Rawang. Dahla jalan sempit, byk construction, byk lori besar gabak lalu pulak tuh..Apakah?!?!? (emo emo). Haaihh.. Sakit otak di buatnye kena travel hari2 pegi balik Rawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, my man and I went to Genting during CNY holiday few weeks ago. We went there with two other friends, Yana and her bf. I have never been to its theme park. So i was really really xcited. It wasnt as good as Dreamworld but, yeah I like it! Got no words to explain our trip there. Soooo...pictures as per below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1901.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;genting yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1899-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was our breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1938.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="250" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muka ketat before Solero Shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1908.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="250" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muka cuak before our first ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1902.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus yg old-chool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1905.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="350" height="250&lt;/a" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spot us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1974.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="250" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1959-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="250" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. Coke-a-holic is trying to get hold of the biggest Coke can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1953-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was our lunch: noodle-on-the-go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1952.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="350" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying our lunch like nobody's business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1972-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we've met before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMG_1926.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting, last Sunday, I went to watch and cheer him playing 3 on 3 basketball. It was a loooong day but fun. Maleh tulih. So piccies (again. Yeaaaahh u can hate me now ppl :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/11-02-07_1504.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my man in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/11-02-07_1503.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again. heh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-2457407184433289590?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/2457407184433289590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=2457407184433289590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2457407184433289590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/2457407184433289590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2457407184433289590' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116910026008909097</id><published>2007-01-18T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T14:04:20.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;yang terimpi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;benarkah kita kan terus bersama&lt;br /&gt;akankah tercapai yg kita impikan&lt;br /&gt;bila kau telah punya dunia mu&lt;br /&gt;ke mana pergi dunia kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau berasa hampa&lt;br /&gt;tetap ku tuliskan puisi indah&lt;br /&gt;untuk mu wahai sahabat&lt;br /&gt;walau kau semakin jauh dari landasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;walau dunia kita hilang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;walau mimpi kita tenggelam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku masih di sini &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sedia utk mencari dan menyelami &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;semua yg terimpi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;post lunch-disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116910026008909097?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116910026008909097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116910026008909097&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116910026008909097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116910026008909097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116910026008909097' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116899243246942177</id><published>2007-01-17T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T11:16:20.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mengapakah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Muse concert this coming 25th Feb: Event for non-muslims aged 18 and above only. Aiyohh! Sungguh menghampakan. Saya berasa sungguh kecewa. Kecewa yang teramat sangat sehinggakan teman lelaki saya terpaksa mengguntingkan keratan iklan konsert ini dari suratkhabar untuk ditunjukkan kepada saya agar saya tidak terus berasa sedih. Walaubagaimanapun saya berharap mereka akan mengadakan konsert lagi di mana saya boleh menyertainya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin anda pernah mendengar mengenai drama bersiri di tv; &lt;strong&gt;Dunia Baru&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh saya amat menyukai rancangan ini! Tak tergambar dengan kata-kata! Sesetengah pihak mungkin beranggapan rancangan ini adalah sangat keanak-anakan dan tidak berfaedah. Tetapi pada pendapat saya, watak2 di dalam Dunia Baru adalah sangat lucu ditambah lagi dengan dialog-dialog kontemporari yang amat menghiburkan. Jalan ceritanya ringkas sahaja. Berkisar mengenai kehidupan sekumpulan kawan-kawan di universiti yang menempuhi suka-duka kehidupan remaja. Setiap watak mempunyai cerita yang tersendiri. Cinta tiga segi, pengaruh rakan sebaya, mesalah keluarga, pelajaran, cita-cita dan beraneka lagi jalan cerita yang amat menarik. Watak kegemaran saya adalah Madi kerana dia membawa watak seorang bersuara lantang dandia teramat sangatlah lucu. Dan saya tidak sabar-sabar hendak menunggu episod seterusnya pada minggu hadapan, untuk melihat apakah kesudahan cerita Madi dan Darius, di mana telah berlakunya sessi meluahkan perasaan oleh Darius, dan Madi begitu panik dan tidak tahu apa yang harus dilakukan seterusnya. Saya berasa amat tertarik dengan apa yang dikatakan oleh Darius kepada Madi sewaktu hendak meluahkan perasaanya, &lt;em&gt;"Emma tu cuma girlfriend je, tapi saya suka awak dan nak ambil awak jadi isteri saya"&lt;/em&gt;. Ooohh.. Indahnya percintaan remaja. Hahaha.. Tetapi adalah sangat sweeeet.. Tetapi pada masa yang sama saya secara tiba-tiba simpati ke atas nasib si Emma dan juga semua gadis-gadis di dunia ini yang berada di tempatnya. Bayangkan.. Bercinta bagai nak rak. Tapi tiada hasilnya. Tsk tsk.. Saya cuba membayangkan jika nasib saya seperti Emma. Oh alangkah sedihnya dan juga menakutkan pada masa yang sama. Oleh itu marilah kita semua menjadi lebih berhati-hati. Baiklah rakan-rakan semua. Sampai di sini sahaja coretan saya buat kali ini. Saya akan kembali dengan lebih banyak lagi ulasan mengenai Dunia Baru pada minggu hadapan. Jumpa lagi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116899243246942177?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116899243246942177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116899243246942177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116899243246942177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116899243246942177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116899243246942177' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116893519123698484</id><published>2007-01-16T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T16:13:11.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;a quote from a friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"everything is true until we find out tht it's a lie"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very interesting indeed.this for once highlighted the fact tht you have a helluva smart thinking! *clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy Tuesday people!&lt;br /&gt;Mine was sucky, hope yours wasn't!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116893519123698484?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116893519123698484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116893519123698484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116893519123698484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116893519123698484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116893519123698484' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116824892086458721</id><published>2007-01-08T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T11:55:17.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;what the heck?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a vast difference between keeping yourself busy with things that you like and being kept busy with things that you truly despise. ok so i know that i was supposed to be organizing the Gala Dinner on the 13th. I liked the idea at first. i like organizing stuff like this. because its fun. its waaaaay different from my real scope of office job. which is utterly annoying most of the time with ppl nagging and constantly stalked me. as if they had nutin better to do lah kan. ok fine lah its part of my job to layan ppl (as if lah im so much of a people person.Konon!). But can u ppl like, gimme a break?!? I need space to breathe too okkk!! Haiyohhh!! And this practice thing was also starting to get on my nerves. Waaaarrgghh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; im confused whether should i be angry or sad. caught in emotions or should i just use what's left of my patience and relax? hoping tht this awful feeling will just go away. i don't know. my heart aches. i didn't ask for much. im not a demanding bitch. but i just want to be and feel appreciated. for now i just want to be bitter and as angry as i can. its better anyways then feeling sorry for myself, crying over my dissatisfaction and hoping for consolation that would never come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116824892086458721?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116824892086458721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116824892086458721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116824892086458721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116824892086458721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116824892086458721' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116795549064045767</id><published>2007-01-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T09:47:09.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;carrie bradshaw once said..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When it comes to life and love, why do we believe our worst reviews?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am someone who is looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116795549064045767?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116795549064045767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116795549064045767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116795549064045767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116795549064045767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116795549064045767' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116787911508345044</id><published>2007-01-04T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T07:28:21.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;welcome back to reality, najwa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So whats your 2007 resolution?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entering the office after a long holiday was like being snapped back into reality. No more waking up late. No more stretching out lazily on the bed waiting to be called for breakfast. No more staying up late watching nothing on tv. It wasnt rosy at all to work while still trying to get rid of the holiday-hangover. But on a lighter note, it was quite refreshing getting back into the office when almost everyone especially the much-dreaded mrs.boss were still on leave. Oh how I love!&lt;br /&gt;So what's new for me in 2007? Transferred to E1 from a mere seeding. Sekarang guwe bukan lagi benih picisan yo!But still kerja cam kuli. Hohoho.. But a kuli with a much better prospect, I guess. I will also not be handicapped anymore, soon. So pray together for my new baby to be arriving soonest possible, safe n sound! My family and I will also be moving to some place, far far far away. I hate its impossible distance from KLCC. To think that i have to commute every single day to work, was apalling. But I think im gonna like it anyways cos the new house is beautiful. How was everyone's new year's celebration? I celebrated it as usual, the same thing that I've been doing for the past 6-7 of my adolescent years: glued to the TV watching practically everything and also doing what I love most, reading. I was re-reading one of those Judith McNaught's from my very very very dusted collection of novels. and oh Take That is back y'all!!! I know I know. But I just can't stop from loving this British band. I used to have a collection of their posters (yeah among my many posters of Nsync too. Heh) back when i was in high school. I was once a teen too ok! Sungguh lah idola ku mereka ini. My fave of all the members would be (and still is!) Jason Orange. (scroll down scroll down, take a look at my much-idolized Jason. Huahuahua..). I miss listening to Back For Good. Mereka ini tidaklah poyo (I don't care what u have to say about this!) and boleh juga menyanyi lagu2 yg menghiburkan. Anyhouuu.. notice the frequency of these songs being played on air lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Welcome To The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;-Fergalicious by Fergie&lt;br /&gt;-London Bridge by Fegie&lt;br /&gt;-Wind It Up by Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;-Hate Me by Blue October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if I had to listen to one of this in the next hour, I'd die of mental torture!!!!!!!!! Yuccckkkkssssss!!!!! Be it my biasness or whateva but I just hate all of them. Hoh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/untitled-1.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take That!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/takethat2.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spot him!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/jason1.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aahh..bliss~~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss the time when I was a tv series-addict. My salvation entertainer: &lt;em&gt;The ever-so-great Sex and The City,Smallville, the O.C and Grey's Anatomy&lt;/em&gt;. I used to dream having a life like Carrie Bradshaw, so free, independent and surrounded by never-failed-to-be-there bunch of girlfriends. Where life is all about enjoying what you have at the moment, hanging out at the coolest clubs and cafes and dating gorgeous guys. Mwahahaha.. Angan-angan, boleh? Tom Welling in Smallville? *drool drool* But I also like Lois Lane in there. Very feisty, daring and not to mention, hot! (say it like Paris Hilton does, "Haaaawtt!!") I just like the idea of a teen with superhuman powers still had to go through the struggles like any other normal kid would. It just made Clerk Kent more human and vulnerable. And also the ever-so-witty Seth Cowen with his equal-match gf, Summer Roberts. Tell me why I shouldn't love them. Funny okkk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite, mom picked me up at lrt station coz it was rainining heavily. On the way home, we stopped by a burger stall and ordered some burgers and hotdogs. This stall sold the best burger jalan ever in the whole Gombak, i tell u!! We stayed in the car lah kan since it was raining and waited for our order. So tht abang burger pun sent lah our order to our car and I paid him. My mom being her usual friendly-self pun started lah a conversation, saying something abt the rain and memuji the ketabahan dia berkerja bla bla bla.. I was being polite also lah to him since I was paying him using lotsa lotsa coins. Total=RM12.50. Haaa..Banyak giler tak coins mamat nih kene tadah tangan? As I was apologizing to him abt the hassle of him menadah tgn amik the coins, and getting our burgers at the same time, boleeeeeeh pulak mamat ni cakap aku manja sambil tersengih-sengih. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Anak makcik ni manja ye.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My mom didnt hear it as she was busy talking on the phone. Ape kejadahhhhh?!? Hitting on me with my mom sitting right next to me? Gilaaaaaaaaaa!!! Dan juga gataaaalllllllll!!!! Nasib baik burger kau sedap, kalau tidakkkk... Grrrrrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*snap back to reality*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get on with my real work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116787911508345044?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116787911508345044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116787911508345044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116787911508345044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116787911508345044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116787911508345044' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116677867817233828</id><published>2006-12-24T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T17:32:13.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;helooo there...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just finished my 2-day Customer Appreciation Day last week. Deymmm..it was a good exposure, seriously.. Like, who in the blue hell lah can get me familiarize with all those issues in just 2 days. Just 2 demm days. Maaann... There were so many unhappy people in this company. My heart and sympathy went to those unlucky lot who were mostly depressed and extremely demotivated about their future progression. Whateva issue that I could answer and solve right there and then, have already been done. Some needed further follow-ups. But seriously.. I was quite taken aback by some of the issues raised by them. I mean, banyak nye kelemahan-kelemahan yang agak ketara yang rase-rase nye, if any means of prevention wasn't taken, soon many ppl will be leaving and those who stayed would stay depressed. I am sure that the management would have their own explanation and reasons on this but retaining the most important resource of all which is manpower is far more critical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/20-12-06_072510.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/20-12-06_073411.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the nicest good luck charm that someone could get to start a big day ahead =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, on a lighter note, i did many socially-interesting things the past few days. movies, hanging out, makan2 (more like melantak), kenduri kahwins, wedding receptions, meeting old friends etc etc.. full okk social calendar! and im on leave next week. Wuhooo!! Indah indah..I am mentally planning what I wanna do nantik. tak sabar okk!! Mrs.Boss will be missing me so dem much! Muahahahahaha.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116677867817233828?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116677867817233828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116677867817233828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116677867817233828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116677867817233828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116677867817233828' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116651915473629412</id><published>2006-12-20T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T08:00:00.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116651915473629412?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116651915473629412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116651915473629412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116651915473629412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116651915473629412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116651915473629412' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116649121532364436</id><published>2006-12-19T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:16:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;oooh-la-la&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep we did go to Rock The World 7! Yeeaaahh!! I was surprised at how much I enjoyed the whole rock-thing. We arrived a bit late, around 4.30-ish. By that time the concert has already started and swarmed by kazillions of ppl. Raaaaammaaaaiiii gile manusia okkk!!! Most of them were youngsters/teens/kids/whateva, high school leavers I reckon. Me and Sharil looked like we were almost out of place since most concert-goers had black t-shirts on. That emo-punk-rock kinda thing. Well, you know la what I mean kan. Kids nowadays... *geleng kepala* (Haha..) There were 3 stages ; the Main Stage, Indie Stage and last but not least the Discovery Stage. The weather was hoooot i tell you. I particularly was drenched in sweat. Since the sun was freaking hot &amp; burning, everyone was practically sweating and smelly. Hoho. Don't wanna go into details abt BO here but I'm sure you can use your imagination (something like being stuck in a sardine-ed lrt on your way back from office...ring any bells??) Anyhou, the performance were awesome y'all!!!! We constantly went back &amp;amp; forth between the Main and Discovery stage. Main Stage was where the major rock acts performed. Namely Pop Shuvit, Love Me Butch, One Buck Short, LO, Koffin Kanser etc etc. The crowd was massive! And wild!!! But I'd say that the Discovery Stage was much more entertaining. Personally i think, what they had there was super-duper-absofuckinglutely-fantabolouss!! Bands like Brainhead, Isaac Entry, They Will Kill Us All, to name a few, and of course Reza Salleh, were just goooood!!! I assumed tht I'd be going home early coz of the hot weather and band mase ptg tu pun so-so jek.. But then, after Maghrib break, it was getting better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, picturessss.....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="350" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/16-12-06_204914.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this was Isaac Entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="350" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/16-12-06_211013.jpg" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band yg best tapi x ingat nama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/16-12-06_205311.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a lead singer who very much looked like Creed's Scott Stapp. (tp jurukamera dengkiiiiiiii saje amik gamba gelap!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="250" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/16-12-06_184215.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drenched in sweaaaaaattttttt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="300" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/16-12-06_215110.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reza salleh!!!!! *drool drool* =P (but seriously this guy was good! check out his &lt;a href="http://moonshinekl.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gig&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;schedule&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or go visit his personal &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/rezasalleh" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;site&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah ppl, I had a helluva fun last Saturday! Thanks to &lt;a href="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/05-07-06_1012.jpg" target="_blank" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/rezasalleh"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116649121532364436?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116649121532364436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116649121532364436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116649121532364436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116649121532364436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116649121532364436' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116617496068778652</id><published>2006-12-16T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T17:29:20.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i'm-sooo-gonna-have-fun-tomorrow-wuhoooo!!!-post&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.... tomorrow i'll be seeing my babe in Permata after not seeing him for 2 weeks!! *&lt;em&gt;seronoknye yg tidak dapat digambarkan dgn kate2 macam nak tarik2 rambut ni haa*&lt;/em&gt; Haha.. ni baru 2 bulan ok! kalau 2 bulan, 2 tahun ke?? Argghh!! Kalau dia kena pegi off-shore ke? (Manela tau kaaan...)Like, kena pegi sebulan dua pastuh baru jejak kaki kat darat ni haa.. Kalau tetibe kena transfer pegi Kertih ke, lagi haruk macam Bintulu ke Miri ke Labuan ke? Camne? Camne?? Hooowww?? &lt;em&gt;*cemas, cemas..toloong!*&lt;/em&gt; I just freaking hope not! (At least for now..) Anyhou...Sebagai menggembirakan dan memeriahkan lagi janji temu pada esok hari, kami bercadang hendak ke Rock the World 7 itu. Selebih masa akan digunakan utk gazing into each others' eyes (1,2,3....Aooowwwww..), gelak2 over silly jokes yg selalunya dibawa oleh yours truly, menjadi belangkas, mengada2 seeking for his attention (I LOIKEEE!!), gelak2 lagi dan sambung bergumbira tanpa henti dan had. Aaaahh.. Indah indah.. *radius senyuman melampau*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ppl, havva jolly good weekend!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mwwaaaahhhhss!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116617496068778652?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116617496068778652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116617496068778652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116617496068778652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116617496068778652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116617496068778652' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116605857076946439</id><published>2006-12-14T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T09:09:30.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Sisters annoy, interfere, criticize.  Indulge in monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks.  Borrow.  Break.  Monopolize the bathroom.  Are always underfoot.  But if catastrophe should strike, sisters are there.  Defending you against all comers " - Pam Brown -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/12-12-06_2021.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 11th!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sweet sweet memories..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/IMGP0109-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time when birthday bash is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/DSCN1982-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y195/najwer/PICT0102-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" width="300" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we're nerds.. So what?!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116605857076946439?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116605857076946439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116605857076946439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116605857076946439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116605857076946439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116605857076946439' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116591132866977906</id><published>2006-12-12T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T16:15:28.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;nostalgic me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt like hell today. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Must be the aftermath of crying last night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Several hours are enough to make them sore, red and painful tahap dewa. The eye-bags? Getting worse than ever. Talking about eye bags, I guess my eyes will never be the same again. Like you know, where once upon a time, I used to have a pair of big sparkling &lt;em&gt;(I'm exaggerating)&lt;/em&gt; eye-bag free eyes, without any trace dark circle under them. And now! There are these nasty bags under me eyes! Hate it and hope it will go away someday. Having them just makes me look like some crazy old lady (with a hip collection of shoes and heels)…or like I was dragged in by an angry stray cat. On another note, how was everyone's weekend? Mine was so-so&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Having your boyfriend away in some hulu place for a month plus was definitely taxing &lt;em&gt;(yes, I'm insanely missing you ok! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Come back soon..)&lt;/em&gt; But it was a positive change of air I must say and not that bad really. Now that I'm literally single temporarily &lt;em&gt;(ahemm..)&lt;/em&gt; this is the time for me to splurge on non-stop window-shopping, real shopping, coffee with my girlfriends, lunch with my PIPE friends, movie with Sha &lt;em&gt;(my bagaikan belangkas officemate. Plus Ajlaa, we are the triplets! Hoo-Yeaaah!!Haha..).&lt;/em&gt; Like today, I had lunch with Huda and Kimah and was later joined by Mapen and Hasfuan. It was great. We had so many things to talk about. Just like the good old days when we shared all kinds of gossips. It reminded me of the times when Kimah and Huda were housemates and I stayed just a floor below them. I still remember when our own antique but definitely useful little green car had a flat tyre when we were at Toowong celebrating Kimah’s birthday at Sizzler. Left with no choice, the 3 of us, Kimah, Baya and me walked home. Maka menapaklah kami dr Toowong ke St Lucia. It wasn't that near but we made it a fun 20-30 minutes journey to walk through. Dahla dah malam. Our neighbourhood was quite ok as generally the Aussie community was the mind-your-own-business type but friendly and helpful. Ragut-free and samun-free &lt;em&gt;(during my time there laa, at least).&lt;/em&gt; Just beware of the stok-stok pemabuk yang akan lupa diri and also the homeless or those who looked like them. The kutu-kutu jalanan. I was harassed once at Indoroopilly Mall when waiting for the bus. Unlucky me, I was alone at that time. There was this one shabby guy who came out of nowhere. He came up to me up front and yelled something like, &lt;em&gt;"Go back to your f***ing Arab country!"&lt;/em&gt; Ok first I was soo damned shocked. Tak terkata apa. Rupa dahla garang. I just managed to keep quiet and rushed off from where I was standing to a safer place, which was inside the mall itself. I noticed that angry, scruffy guy was still eyeing me as I walked. Thank God he didn't follow me ke hape or continue menjerit2 tak tentu arah at me. But still I could hear him mumbling words of harassment at me. And most importantly I was really grateful that at least he wasn't being physical like pulling my tudung or pushing me etc. And at the same time I saw a few policemen nearby. Pheww! Arab country? Ikut suka hati je. Ingat perempuan Arab je pakai tudung dalam dunia ni? Pakai tudung je Arab. Huh! Obviously I didn’t look Arab-ish at all. Not even a bit. Pure Melayu. Uncivilized lot!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I suddenly miss Brisbane, its people, the precious memories &lt;em&gt;(countless!),&lt;/em&gt; my fellow friends; some of them are still there and some of them have graduated and embarked on their own paths. I miss my old room waaay back in Campus Lodge. I miss the booming music at Cromwell College and the loud partygoers during their so-called welcoming bunkers. I miss walking all the way the peaceful path heading to the IT Comp Lab. I miss hating those difficult practicals in one of the comp labs and secretly wished that session was cancelled or the system down or the lab was burnt down.  I miss having a cute male Aussie tutor in my Business tutorials. I miss stopping by the small-wheeled-coffee-stall and ordered "One hot vanilla latte with skimmed milk!". I miss listening to the live bands playing just outside the Uni cafeteria &lt;em&gt;(Sometimes they had students break dancing!)&lt;/em&gt; on Thursday afternoons. I miss the Wednesday Market where they had variety of knick-knacks, vintage clothing, cheap second-hand books and of course the funky badges. I miss having Sushi, Kebab or the freshly handmade pizzas for lunch. I miss the evening walks through the jogging path by the Brisbane River. I miss watching movies at the super-enormous Southbank cinema. I miss wandering in the Brisbane city alone, window-shopping at Valley Girl, had a Yam Milk Tea Bubble Tea and then took the citycat home. I miss having waffles with caramel with iced choc at the Pancake Manor's. I miss hanging out with a bunch of girlfriends late at night at the cool Three Monkeys. I miss Soiree. I miss Ekka. I miss Sexpo &lt;em&gt;(Hahaha..).&lt;/em&gt; I miss Chinatown with its small stalls selling cool vintage stuff. I miss saying thank you while getting off the bus and had the bus driver replied,"No worries!". I miss a lot more things that are too many to be listed here. I wish that one day I could return back to Brisbane and do all these, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116591132866977906?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116591132866977906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116591132866977906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116591132866977906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116591132866977906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116591132866977906' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6607854.post-116546325495205503</id><published>2006-12-08T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:47:35.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday is just a few hours away &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i cant wait for tomorrow to come. Coz i have a few fun things coming up. besides the fact that Friday has always been my favourite day. will be having a Briefing Session on Customer Appreciation Day tomorrow in the morning, which will take almost half of my working day. Lesser working hours left. Yeayy!! Then lunch, which I'm planning to go sauna at TTFC (Haha.. I am vain now ppl!!) Nooooo, not vain but it's called self-indulgence. Sometimes a girl just need to pamper herself and do a lil' bit of taking-care-of-my-body stuf. I loike!! Then in the evening, will be going to this Steps class with Naj and Nikki at Fitness First. Thank you for the free pass darlings! More sauna afer that.. I am looking forward going to this class since I really wanna spend quality time with my much-loved GFs (and also to drench in sweat ;p).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"So I heard ur laling is away for a month for Orientation. So r u singing "lonely...i'm so lonely....there's nobody to call my own ooohhhhh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha.. Then, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"It's a date laa tomorrow. No confirm confirm later aaaa.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(referring to our gym class tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Because it's been a while since I last attended a lepak session with everybody there. They complained that it was a bit hard to get hold of me since I was a bit occupied lately with, ahem, dating. Heheh.. Of course maa. My 'laling' is going away for 1 mth so I need to optimize whateva time that is left. Now that my 'laling' is already enjoying himself to the max tahap tak hengat dunia with nutin to do but having fun 24/7 (hehe), I'm all yours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later after gym, I am accompanying my sist to watch a movie. Not just any normal movie. But a Hindi movie. Gosh! What have I got myself into? (its ok najwa, you'll be fine. Just inhale deeply.....Now exhaleeee..) Hope it's a good movie. Or else I'll just force myselff to doze off for that 3 long hours of watching the carefully and beautifully selected panoramic views as the background off pretty actresses and hunky actors dancing and miming songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cepatlaa Friday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6607854-116546325495205503?l=wachadorz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/feeds/116546325495205503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6607854&amp;postID=116546325495205503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116546325495205503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6607854/posts/default/116546325495205503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wachadorz.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116546325495205503' title=''/><author><name>naji</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01630938631167977337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KINKHZBL1dw/SuRbIauCGtI/AAAAAAAAAZw/b8Nhp8YYh2Q/S220/IMG00076-20091003-2054.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
