tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63501949278386417962024-03-14T04:08:01.362+08:00Haywire thoughtshajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-26536835312532589462011-01-23T18:22:00.005+08:002011-01-25T23:57:45.194+08:00J and D<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >We were classmates when i was in form four.We weren't that close at first,but towards the end of the year we became closer rather than just-classmate-friends.But we started to be best friends when we were in form 5.We are the opposites if each other.She's the brave,flirtatious*wink,and the strong one and im the..well..the shy,cry-baby and soft one.haha.I guess that what makes us great together.We compliment each other.we're yin and yang !we're starsky and hutch ! blair and serena ! okay enough with the examples -___-. But despite that,we have the same interests.We enjoy doing the same thing,obsessed with F.R.I.E.N.D.S and understand each other well.As long as i can remember..and i have a good memory,hehe.i've never had any fights with her.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >During prep time in school,we sat opposite each other.We could talk and talk for hours !Even on the phone during school holidays.Theres always something to talk about.but we can also sit silently and not feel awkward.</span></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >At some point of life, u'll realize who matters to you and who dont,who cares for you and who dont,friends that will stick to you like glue or friends who just comes and go whenever they want to or in malay 'tukar kawan macam tukar baju'.well,im glad that she's one of the persons that matter to me and sticks like glue(gam gajah !) despite being at the other side of the world :)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Thanks Nadia for always being there for me to share my joys and distress me when i have problems,motivate me when im down,be at my side during my ugly moments*public phone rmmbr?*,and most importantly,you're my partner in crime !haha.You're my best friend for eternity.I hope that we'll still be close as ever even after we're married,have kids,grandchilds,cicits..ok you get the idea.Maybe my kids can marry yours!and we'll end up as besans ! hahaha.ok so..basically if all these,long dwindling of words are crammed into one short sentence,it would be I LOVE U BESTIE ! have a great great greaaaaat bday ! this PDA post is dedicated especially for you !</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!!!</span></div><div style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div></span></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQg0mef_yqz4rN1YGyHRrm_68Imd8loKs7rlurghzDVC-QLrGyIDxrjMCpc8YTvH0ZTIxz1Tq4ZZsWOOIP3hW3WyCjWXpnXe5vnINpvvhp76Mqaw_Bj1479YV7k9MP8ZWPck-Qj3vHTro/s1600/36373_1480115556622_1045780297_31443679_134431_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQg0mef_yqz4rN1YGyHRrm_68Imd8loKs7rlurghzDVC-QLrGyIDxrjMCpc8YTvH0ZTIxz1Tq4ZZsWOOIP3hW3WyCjWXpnXe5vnINpvvhp76Mqaw_Bj1479YV7k9MP8ZWPck-Qj3vHTro/s320/36373_1480115556622_1045780297_31443679_134431_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565338817088583250" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left; "><br /></div></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-64454428950754329572010-12-26T00:53:00.005+08:002010-12-26T02:34:48.717+08:00Be grateful and you will receive more<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Finals results for last semester was out last wednesday.I was basically palpitating from the night before ! I was really worried.Its not easy to pass exams in med school.Failing and repeating year is a common thing eventhough the passing cgpa in medicine is 2.0.This is my first finals.So it meant a lot to me.If i did well,it'll help to me boost up my confidence,convincing im capable of doing this course.My stomach wouldnt stop flipping the whole day !My college wanted to held an award giving ceremony to the students.Over right ? -__- luckily theres free food ! I think its a way for them to motivate the students to achieve more.I decided to dress up a little bit.Who knows i might get a chance to strut across the hall to take my ehem*clears throat* award ?hehe.Gotta look good right?nahh.kiddin.wasnt bcoz of tht.i just felt like it.Wanted to post a picture of me in it.But by the time i had time to snap a picture of me,it was already at the end of the day and i look...horrid.Maybe nxt time.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXfZUBTaY2CzFbGzGHo0RVbUlvaoX8DnODW1L4X1O6khqxikQ6IL9AnULnm1QtsEBiAEQCpV3QoFpX1a9GNrr0nr_X8cuZZ5LnU11iRb4Ha4jDe9nQ88B5HtkYJJS1B09IkPtjD22Y2Cs/s320/22122010411.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554675169600978418" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Kinda reminds you of your school days doesnt it?</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Well,i got bored during the speech and start cam-whoring with mardiha.At least it diverted our minds from the fact tht we were going to knw our results in a few minutes.Guess who decided to join the fun ?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >.</span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSxZPk70WjERl5edPfsi2FCwGgC_VpRssVC-WecuEjme3QMTHVSLFcvC9s0jTWaCZ-358bR5NqLiIzFpAGOkxyTa0X31baQp4bZLH4lxKBunIY2D8yYvdwIog6cyujLzOPlt7gsPYHW68/s320/22122010410.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554675175293821874" /><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Dr Fidel and Dr Antonio ! haha.They're my lecturers.So adorable doing the peace sign.I guess they're bored too.pfft.Both of them are from the Philipines.Hearing their names,i felt like i was watching Pangako Sayo.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >At the end of the day,i managed to pass all papers Alhamdulillah and an award for one of the papers.They gave me a medal and a certificate.I was practically grinning from ear to ear that day.hehe.I felt at ease because i know how hard my parents worked to pay my tuition fees so i really didnt want to let them down.Just thought i would share my happineess with you.I couldnt have make it if it wasnt for my parents doa and blessing.Thank you mak ayah.This one is for you guys.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-23494865050621605332010-12-09T18:40:00.006+08:002010-12-10T11:08:17.448+08:00They're coming back !<div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Ma and pa is coming back tomorrow ! feels like its been ages since i last saw them.40 days felt like a year.i've told you where they went in my previous <a href="http://hajarblabbers.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-night-was-dream.html">entry</a> right ? im so excited ! i've been thinking for days on what to make for them to celebrate their homecoming.i just love to cook for my loved ones ! gawd. i sound like a 40 year lod housewife dont i ?<div><br /></div><div>When i get bored at home this will happen</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Me: Nurul*my sister* do you feel like eating anything?any desserts you would like to eat?</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Nurul:umm..nope</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Me:what? are you serious ? how about choc chips ? chocolate cake ?</span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Nurul:no lah,i dont feel like eating anything</span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">HOW CAN YOU NOT WANT DESSERTS??!!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">*the same situation happens with my other family members too.sometimes*</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Poor me :'( like perigi cari timba</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">and yes,i'll end up pushing them to pick one.hehe.wht? *innocent face*</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Hopefully i dont end up with fat kids in the future -__-'</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Okay,so i've decided to make rempeyek for my dad.He just loves em.My aunt wants us to have dinner at her house so i dont think i should make something heavy.He's not a dessert fan.So no no to desserts.I googled its recipe and i found one at rinnchan fotopages.I love the recipes at her page cause all of them are delicious !So here is how my rempeyek turned out.</span></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIC92oCncmBnXrlVWz859Y_8wtQ8xCnIQlzxWtz_0b7Xw_gWY2aM3dVdMCOJO-y-K5epNmUkvxCS6HT6R-TNqDtshVVHd3qHDov2LEYXmsvjfNlYvnaZaIf4wx8ZLpYK3WDWxWceS6uIM/s1600/09122010351.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIC92oCncmBnXrlVWz859Y_8wtQ8xCnIQlzxWtz_0b7Xw_gWY2aM3dVdMCOJO-y-K5epNmUkvxCS6HT6R-TNqDtshVVHd3qHDov2LEYXmsvjfNlYvnaZaIf4wx8ZLpYK3WDWxWceS6uIM/s320/09122010351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548638155740998690" /></a><br /><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >It doesnt look that nice but it tastes good ! hehe.*self indulgence mode*Click <a href="http://rinnchan.fotopages.com/?entry=1215607">here</a> if you want the recipe.Oh a tip from my maid,you should add an egg to the mixture,it makes the rempyek more crunchy.I tried it,and what she said was true.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >As for my mum,i know she's a big fan of desserts,so i'm thinking of making her favourite,bread and butter pudding with custard sauce.But im still in a dilemma wether i should make it or just buy a welcome back cake.To have both would be too much.Diabetes ppl ! As much as i looove desserts,i still have to control my sugar intake.Hm,maybe i'll ask opinions from others.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span">Till then.Hugs and kisses from me</span>;</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >p/s: two entries in day ? that shows how much free time i have.haihh.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >WARNING:Nxt week,when my class starts, you'll be hearing me whining about not having time to update my blog.hehe,buckle up !</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><br /></div></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-24755663547489021212010-12-08T16:41:00.005+08:002010-12-09T14:58:20.435+08:00Dig In<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">I<span class="Apple-style-span" > miss char kuey teow ! with that in mind i went to the market and bought the ingredients.In penang,we can find it anywhere,but thats not the case in Sunway.So for the char kuey teow lovers out there,here's the recipe</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" >:</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Ingredients that you need: *serves for 1 person*</span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >2 pieces of garlic(2 ulas)</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >prawn and cockles(kerang)*both depends on how much you want them*</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >2 of tb Dried chilli*blended*</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >1 egg</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >kuchai*not sure what is it called in english*</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Sweet Soy sauce</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >1 tb of Oyster sauce</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >1 cup of water</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >A pinch of salt</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >A fistful of kuey teow</span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Steps:</span></div><div><ol><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Put oil into the pan.When the oil is hot enough add garlic</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >When the garlic turns yellowish,add the prawns and cockles</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >When the prawn is cooked,add the dried chilli paste.Stir well until the chilli is well cooked</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Add water</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Add soy sauce until the color turns black enough</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Add oyster sauce</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Add the egg and immediately stir it</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Add a pinch of salt</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Add Kuey Teow</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Add kuchai</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Stir well,but dont stir to long cause it will ruin the freshness of kuchai</span></li></ol><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; " >And its ready to be served!</span></div></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6lDm7mYH20sDvjk2X2TiHsAW2ascVzyT84G0nheJgvnsbKfyLJ_tH1D6EyK_R2aTHEv7fYll3IbpSAhfdEA3oKCGXPKa3vmjcwoDIczNZjixqKxIFVaCl5tX4x-PMR7cZGFUv5F3Db0M/s1600/08122010349.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6lDm7mYH20sDvjk2X2TiHsAW2ascVzyT84G0nheJgvnsbKfyLJ_tH1D6EyK_R2aTHEv7fYll3IbpSAhfdEA3oKCGXPKa3vmjcwoDIczNZjixqKxIFVaCl5tX4x-PMR7cZGFUv5F3Db0M/s320/08122010349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548571960387725426" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><br /></div></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-15281610732688429412010-12-08T12:54:00.003+08:002010-12-08T13:25:09.385+08:00Because i love you<span class="Apple-style-span" >Im literally floating in the air while writing this post.I just finished 'mandi lulur' or commonly known as scrubbing,my whole body.Having a maid who used to work at a salon and spa sure have its perks ! She taught me how to scrub the way them people at spas do.Since im such a sweetheart,im gonna share it with you guys*grin</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >You can do it yourself at home and it comes with such a low cost ! with no chemical added.Im all about natural yaw.I scrubbed my whole body.For the hard to reach parts,my maid helped.Well,i wouldnt ask her to do me whole body.it would be embarassing! She lives with me ! I dont think i will be able to face her again if she saw me without clothes .hehe.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I feel so relaxed right now and my skin..umph,so soft and velvety ! mark my word girls,it works ! my skin is even shade lighter ! now your intrigued arent you ? hehe.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >So here it goes.All you need is:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >A fistful of rice (not cooked rice ! raw ones)</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Water</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >A lime</span></li></ul></div><div><ol><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Soak the rice in water for about two hours.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Then filter it and mashed it until its quite smooth</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; " >Squeeze the lime juice into the mashed rice and stir it</span></li></ol></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >and its ready ! just scrub it on your body.Scrub using your palm until its dry.Dont scrub too hard or you'll end up with red marks on your body*based on experience.hehe*</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Being a woman is a lot of work isnt it ? </span></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-75521453593606056242010-12-04T22:03:00.004+08:002010-12-08T13:25:50.398+08:00Brand New<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >Had a new hair cut today ! i always get excited over haircuts.Cuz u get to pick out different styles everytime,its a partial makeover ! I picked a style that i would never even considered all these years.But of course that changed.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xq7TzOuqRWtiJ3u2IS3U4vMqTltVcV-OxSzracFO8GLwPaL-389d3puHqOOJFmatUYU8PH6b2Yqy-glbAyIjetqyWhVeZjZmI6802PJIBX7Rww7AnPS3vjdw0FWihldtGElcU9Is2DM/s1600/04122010309.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3xq7TzOuqRWtiJ3u2IS3U4vMqTltVcV-OxSzracFO8GLwPaL-389d3puHqOOJFmatUYU8PH6b2Yqy-glbAyIjetqyWhVeZjZmI6802PJIBX7Rww7AnPS3vjdw0FWihldtGElcU9Is2DM/s320/04122010309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546828725814970322" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Me.headless.necklace.get it ? necklace and neckless.ha-ha</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBtCoRbtUTBxD0mP68W4mr_4XeUOXZefWU_9LvE8gPgsEWoBBUbzkHaCtJfkD1AtvkSu2cJc1OKQAdLMWIJCM96zgOe83QeRVBvIAvdRd76Fy4E_nWheqLzYXO5wykdgH4eCk2mLNayxY/s1600/04122010311.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBtCoRbtUTBxD0mP68W4mr_4XeUOXZefWU_9LvE8gPgsEWoBBUbzkHaCtJfkD1AtvkSu2cJc1OKQAdLMWIJCM96zgOe83QeRVBvIAvdRd76Fy4E_nWheqLzYXO5wykdgH4eCk2mLNayxY/s320/04122010311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546828712655473042" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Choosing hair styles from magazines</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Now that i have new hair,im determined to take really good care of it.I even asked for some tips from the hair stylist.So here are some of the tips:</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><ol><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; " >Wash your hair everyday with shampoo and conditioner</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; " >If you have damaged hair you should use treatment products,conditioners wont do.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; " >Drink a lot of water</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; " >Avoid fried food *i never thought its related !*</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; " >Apply serum everyday after you've washed it.You have to wait for your hair to dry first of course.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; " >Go for treatments at the salon at least once a month</span></li></ol></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Oh! and this is a tip i got from Mirander kerr.Her tip for soft hair is once every two weeks she would apply conditioner on her hair,wrap it with plastic and leave it for the whole day.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Hopefully these tips will help you guys to get soft and shiny hair.You can google if you wnt more :) Dont neglect your hair just because you wear hijab.Hair is a woman's crown afterall.</span></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-92008814613795842022010-12-04T10:45:00.009+08:002010-12-08T13:29:07.121+08:00Lets Discover together<div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >It was my first day chillin at home and i was half-dead-bored.Im just used to day full of activites.I wanted to bake,tht's what i usually do when im bored at home.But bcoz im on diet,i had to neglect th idea.When my cousin came home she asked wether i would like to go out for dinner.Hell yeah !!!</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >We had dinner at the famous Murni Discovery in its USJ Taipan branch.The Restaurant was full of ppl.Luckily we got a seat.If you like fusion food then this is the place for you.Most of their food are one of a kind.It ws quite tough deciding which food to order.i wanted to try all of them !</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >My cousin ordered this.</span></span></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNwh12qlFIusoLtqGnR8MayGgoWEdiZ2FZTyfAK0bTb-rgeDLfZV91MT-Nu0g7-xN5qQgyEi3qukykHh2iL-YkU5iliUz2oDHFvptOKS438_8ONWyq8Ou1_bNKA1p64tZBo317USIOuFM/s1600/03122010288.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNwh12qlFIusoLtqGnR8MayGgoWEdiZ2FZTyfAK0bTb-rgeDLfZV91MT-Nu0g7-xN5qQgyEi3qukykHh2iL-YkU5iliUz2oDHFvptOKS438_8ONWyq8Ou1_bNKA1p64tZBo317USIOuFM/s320/03122010288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546668714899988994" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >This drink is named 'i love u !' i love u too ! cuz it tastes good.Its actually ribena,mixed with soda,lemon and longan.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt-1UzhJ_WiXT1vTIDkpzBwugkIhGvnOi2j60JZSzAr8W_DIXgV59oZC4mfD9fxCRWaOTdw8XYI9dm-1kXG-87KyNhGLOsouqa3blskDeEP5P1hA-igap1bWn4OJXsY8f1gyfcT0CFTFA/s1600/03122010299.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt-1UzhJ_WiXT1vTIDkpzBwugkIhGvnOi2j60JZSzAr8W_DIXgV59oZC4mfD9fxCRWaOTdw8XYI9dm-1kXG-87KyNhGLOsouqa3blskDeEP5P1hA-igap1bWn4OJXsY8f1gyfcT0CFTFA/s320/03122010299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546668707327849490" /></a></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Beef steak stuffed with ham and cheese.Thumbs up!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >My sister ordered this</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2dhZwUKNT_PbrPuIkiXzH6jqCuOMv7AglyxamywcmTx2q03oANzOW_NKDInsU9GdH7u7V-hQeYfnuZUwLTrmFHS4xmh6K_up9juXmwsm8gvn6tMhRW3Mmq7xbDEn11uFcnc0o0MeRxhY/s320/03122010291.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546664849251411314" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Spaghetti Carbonara.Thumbs up again !</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ZcJR8MOTJxsey5_nhCEeHSs_xx9hZZl6b3eBFhoBEd585yvjjeL5ITfax5CLj5Vf-wwgnY3iW8eKWKkD9H0tNqX1h_HyooQj6bFUAtwTdaG-A7VDPQyxnkqIhGhFBPQYOKAid7Ik5jM/s320/03122010300.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546664839493176898" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Roti Cheese.i just love their kuah dhal and curry !</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Kak Lia(my maid) ordered this</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip7cY8tv7H1G5AbKIYg_M_fyLG_fCTL5Kecbl7379EQh3p1N7O7NIytishkC2Pc5jTYWKAlj4alEc_Ot_EsroL97pnSVcBCrv-SnGNicGzgzisu3LUxs_xhVqamHR_RM4s3BT58IjYI9o/s320/03122010294.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546661788317470114" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Apple Juice.Refreshing !</span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxSxdkzqkxcAYzbHvnRA0QNwguAbV5xAXAq5yFY9SPUkpAVbAdSVDlt4xYhYVBH_cpY7rrTT1i_1TY8KmxvEiPOOa32_UwX13XCzz5ZT8MbKe0X-UhRIM1pRs2jMHTmDpV7wLlHg6DeiQ/s320/03122010293.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546661786676664050" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Murni dicovery's famous mee utara.Personally,i think its taste is nothin new.Quite similar to 'mee goreng basah'.Nevertheless it tastes good</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I ordered..*drumroll* this !</span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdDskKMeflSxFqmLnkOimxa3KZFzHTafdktOgJHs3tkC5AIKfI8CT1iqZfgoIgcr4OQahbQp-8yDFY2VAOolGAVMfUBrur6CxeJExWJD5Mi9Ri-ib7NElCJSL8D-pbiKwLWoGbm1ziwlI/s1600/03122010296.JPG"></a></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig8YuLQtI8fxyhcPWkReaP_NVPQ1exQLxJFfjJf0LIXGlkF2EzwSAlOyQ9_r3_oD-zlhd-QweqP9lPvcZ3wCw00cIl11cNCFjQCiduNyIF7nrc0bsfKhUUV-Vgrg2LyTcPtAtqC2LGUvc/s320/03122010287.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546661777747773378" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >My drink is called fair lady.A Fair Lady for fair lady yaw.lol.Its mango mixed with passion fruit,longan and nata de coco.Yum!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdDskKMeflSxFqmLnkOimxa3KZFzHTafdktOgJHs3tkC5AIKfI8CT1iqZfgoIgcr4OQahbQp-8yDFY2VAOolGAVMfUBrur6CxeJExWJD5Mi9Ri-ib7NElCJSL8D-pbiKwLWoGbm1ziwlI/s1600/03122010296.JPG"></a></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdDskKMeflSxFqmLnkOimxa3KZFzHTafdktOgJHs3tkC5AIKfI8CT1iqZfgoIgcr4OQahbQp-8yDFY2VAOolGAVMfUBrur6CxeJExWJD5Mi9Ri-ib7NElCJSL8D-pbiKwLWoGbm1ziwlI/s1600/03122010296.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdDskKMeflSxFqmLnkOimxa3KZFzHTafdktOgJHs3tkC5AIKfI8CT1iqZfgoIgcr4OQahbQp-8yDFY2VAOolGAVMfUBrur6CxeJExWJD5Mi9Ri-ib7NElCJSL8D-pbiKwLWoGbm1ziwlI/s320/03122010296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546667307688402962" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Claypot Lau Shu Fan.This is one of Murni Discovery's signature dish.I cnt wait to dig in.But when i did..</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0w7S3ONkDnnZYu_2S2w6ly0nmMTRdKn1eIzP-ScP-M_fImMQ9CIpKGZekVTILDUcb3kIJw0nAA1bDmR65gT2vR5FfI1Y-OlHMnaOcbT63W5hxWg6lWUUqLoaTbgKPIzarDr_8Hc_tb8/s1600/03122010298.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ0w7S3ONkDnnZYu_2S2w6ly0nmMTRdKn1eIzP-ScP-M_fImMQ9CIpKGZekVTILDUcb3kIJw0nAA1bDmR65gT2vR5FfI1Y-OlHMnaOcbT63W5hxWg6lWUUqLoaTbgKPIzarDr_8Hc_tb8/s320/03122010298.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546667299314497650" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >This is what i found.Its my first time eating a claypot lau shu fan.I didnt expect to see short pinkish brown noodles that look like worms.It tastes quite good.But after a few spoonfuls i felt like i was forcing myself to eat it.I think its because of the appearance.It just reminds me of worms! i cnt help it.So i ordered another dish,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqHV9Zrr2kp9GC2SpPJBQBkSqnza2D_NRROkWRQ5JRBNUGuO0ZmkrCkuPxgKrxO3u89YJKF3V4pRgfwzzVFD7XgoU35_bWybg628iLK39md17N7l7hdCT_11-cO_7VhAOnLhMNVucIYbs/s1600/03122010303.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqHV9Zrr2kp9GC2SpPJBQBkSqnza2D_NRROkWRQ5JRBNUGuO0ZmkrCkuPxgKrxO3u89YJKF3V4pRgfwzzVFD7XgoU35_bWybg628iLK39md17N7l7hdCT_11-cO_7VhAOnLhMNVucIYbs/s320/03122010303.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546659257210386882" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Mee Raja bangbang ! this is another Murni discovery's signature dish.My jaw dropped when the waiter put it on my table.Sich big portion ! even the waiter joked tht he didnt think i could finish it.This dish is delicious ! just look at the seafood platter.Theres prawns,mussels,fish,soft shell crab,and hot dog with ham wrapped around it, topped with melted cheese.The noodles are not bad,with prawns,chicken and chopped crabsticks.It sure is a lavish dish ! All for only Rm25.ForRM25,you'd only get a seafood platter for one in Manhattan Fish Shop.But in Murni's you could share for two or even three ! 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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">My first post in two weeks.Sorry guys..i've been busy with exams lately.U know how full of exams my life is right.i told u before im my previous post right..in fact my finals is just a block away.its NEXT WEEK ! im currently in my study week yaww.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">I wasnt in the mood shop.This is a natural occurence everytime i feel like i've gained weight.Well who wants to try on clothes and end up feeling frustated staring at a pumpkin in forever 21 in the mirror ! So i did what felt like the most right thing to do.EAT ! ha-ha.nice work hajar.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">look what i saw while muching away.a cute subway car with speakers tht shouts 'subway ! fresh and healthy !' *i think.i cnt really recall wht it said excactly.but it was something like that.hehe*</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">ok </span></span></span>i actually spilled some of my strawberry yogurt bubble tea on my jeans.Being the neat girl i am,i sprinted to the nearest to toilet which is in here:<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">After cleaning my pants i told ju about how amazing G hotel's lobby is.After our 'photoshoot',ehem, we went inside to take a look of fabulous-ness.We held our chins high and stride through the lobby like we own the place.Well we might as well look the part rather that sticking out like sore a thumb right ?hehe</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Ju:</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span">hey.its already 6.50 pm.why dont we just pray maghrib here ?</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">while we were getting ready to 'pose' on the little mm..what do u call them ? alaa..the small gazebos with cushions and drapes..a man came up to us.I think he's the gym instructor.He said:</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">gym man</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">:sorry,are u two a guest here ?</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">gym man</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">:Then can u give me ur room number please.I would just like to check because only hotel residents are allowed to be here.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">ju</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">:ohh..hajar whats our room number?</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">WHAT??!! i didnt know what to say ! i panicked.I think the truth was written all over my face.Im not a good liar okay.soo..</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">and she called someone.The man just kept standing there next to us.Puh-leez la.its not like we're going to steal anything.I didnt know what to do..so i walked back and forth trying to figure out how we can escape without humiliating oursleves.The gym man was still faithfully waiting for ju to finish her phone call.Im sure he's thinking 'come on..stop humiliating urself and just admit that ur not a resident.Its so obvious'.After a few minutes,the gym man came to me and said</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">and he went into the gym.i saw him telling his friend something while pointing his finger at us.Im sure by now he's already called the hotel people to watch for two girls,one in a blue blouse and another one in gray pants and black jacket,in case they do something fishy.What a joke.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">I quickly told ju to hang up and we hurried to the surau before the gym man comes back.It turned out that ju didnt call her mom,but she called our friend mira.Poor mira,she freaked out when ju kept calling her mum and asking her for the room number.Like she knows ju's trying to say something but she just cnt figure it out.hahaha.Oh well,at least we managed to get out of the hotel without being dragged by the security.haha.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Because of this humiliation,ju and i vowed to come back to G hotel and be a hotel resident.U just wait gym man! cause im gonna wear the same outfit sit at the same spot and act the same.Except this time u won't be able to chase me out.haha.Or to make it even better maybe i'll spend some time at the gym ! now whos the boss.*i sound evil dont i? hehe*</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">With all the drama and endless walking,our feet was definitely killing us ! thus,we gladly made our way to a reflexology centre.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Before we start,they gave us ginger tea.the taste was nasty ! but since its for my health,i reluctantly drank it with my nose pinched.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">see our excited faces ?</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">but as soon as the foot massager,kak julie, starts massaging my foo</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">t</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">This is what i look like:</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">At some places it was painful and some were very ticklish.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ju has the complete opposite effect:</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">i wonder if my sensory recepetors are over sensitive.</span></span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">The whole time we chit chatted with our massagers.They were interesting really.You could learn a lot from them.Now i know which part of my foot that i can massage if im sleep deprived,have a cough or even tired eyes.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">and then we had our dinner at a hawker by the beach.The food and view was really nice ! i had two plates of squid tempura and a plate of fried rice with chicken in soy sauce.Finger lickin good i tell ya.</span></span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">The beach was only 5 steps away !</span></span></span></div>
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">Im a happy girl :)</span></span></span></b></div>
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hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-67500924115629044872010-11-02T15:27:00.003+08:002010-12-08T13:32:10.188+08:00Too much information?<div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Nowadays it would be weird to not have facebook account.The age range seems to expand evry now and then.Even my parents have facebook accounts.and they're ACTIVE user which makes me it all the scarier.haha.kiddin ma pa.but u know what i mean right?</span></span></span></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Continuous streams of status is updated every second and the status can be as inspiring as this-</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >'There are three certain steps for achieving prosperity in all areas of your life. Number one, build the image in your mind. Number two, turn it over to Spirit (Let Go And Let God). Number three, expect with your heart and soul that God will reward you openly for your faith'</span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></h3><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span></span></span></span></span></div><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="UIStory_Message" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i></i></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">or can be as meaningless as this</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">-</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></h3><div><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">'Duhh</span></span></span></span></span></span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">'</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">which makes no sense at all.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></h3><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Now everybody seems to have a blackberry or iphone which ables us to tweet or update our status anywhere anytime.But you gotta admit some information are just unnecessary ! Have all of us become attention cravers that needs to tell their whereabouts,what they eat for lunch or what they're doing?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >*okay.i admit i have done some of them. ha-ha*</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Just dont tweet or update ur status too often okay.you have a life dont you ?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Well,there's nothin really wrong about it.Ones that i cant help feeling annoyed is when people use fb or twitter to express their anger.Like hello? who wants to see a status that's full of swear words.It just shows how low you are.If you have a problem with someone,settle it privately.Don't write about it publicly.It'll just make people have bad impressions on you.Especially if your fb is full of your aunts,uncles and family friends.LIKE ME ! I gotta think twice before posting something.haha</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >This one im sure at least one of your friends in social networks has comitted it.Im talking about being all lovey dovey with your other half on it.like come on..we know you're in love. but you dont have to announce it to the whole world like a million times.Maybe the first few times would make us all 'awww..how sweet.they're so cute' but one too many are just ughh.If you want to be all mushy with your significant one do use texting.More privacy with less puke effects to the people around you :)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >blogging is an exception.or is it? well.i like writing personal things.Because whats the use of writing a blog if you merely copy and paste.It wont have emotion and life.but not too personal until even the people who are complete strangers to you,knows you like family.That's just scary.Some things are better kept unsaid or to share only with ones we are closed with.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Mysterious is Sexy;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBNfHryhZbAgjiPbuC_8qZPwo6OwvFB2TMCrJYGkxWOBCBM4-FdqF6uL366jEiknExfFrBcV2DGt191hsJXTl4xlnt0sY7Ycq6b3EDToxbClYaB_OEo_7fJR2T7Cc7oDy8g6fTxuu7FzY/s1600/veil+2"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 167px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBNfHryhZbAgjiPbuC_8qZPwo6OwvFB2TMCrJYGkxWOBCBM4-FdqF6uL366jEiknExfFrBcV2DGt191hsJXTl4xlnt0sY7Ycq6b3EDToxbClYaB_OEo_7fJR2T7Cc7oDy8g6fTxuu7FzY/s320/veil+2" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534849514950956322" /></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-16557022245806916662010-10-29T08:43:00.011+08:002010-12-08T13:33:33.147+08:00Farewells and Goodbyes<div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Last night was a dream.At least i wish it was.My parents have gone to the holy grounds to perform Hajj.Of course i'm happy for them,its not easy to get a chance to perform hajj.But i can't help feeling sad at the time.I'm used to their presence,always being there for me.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Well,come to think of it.It'll just be the same like not seeing them when i'm in penang.Maybe its the thought of them being so far away and not be able to call them everyday like always do.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Since wednesday until last night,guests came pouring in,to see my parents before they fly to Mecca.It was nice to see that a lot of people cared about them.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Time for maghrib prayers came and dad wanted us to pray together with him being the imam.It was very emotional.While praying we couldnt contain ourselves and cried.The thought of being miles and miles away was so heart wrenching.I actually cried from the night before.haha.such a cry baby, i know.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >They had to gather with all the other jemaah haji at Tabung haji office in Kelana Jaya.There were hundreds maybe thousands of people there i tell you.As i observerd around,i see the same pattern,the ones going were a bit tensed face *hajj is not a small thing u know* and of course sad,but not as sad as the ones sending them.Most of them are teary eyed.</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >*or its because my eyes were teary most of the time so my visions are bit blurry,seeing teary people everywhere.haha*</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >The jemaah haji had to wear metal chains so that its easy to recognize them if anything happens to them.*Nauzubillah*</span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqqXRGY2A2wChA8kGiuCLSzvpqKtedkDerPNxU1BXkNLN3esj2zczEAAGUaC8FW2qQNvD4uVupe9-SHIm_UmIltXDUHxdwQ9OaCuuhw_f63AlkYhazbhTdXVD3RtyfYsd6g7mvSRMBUDg/s1600/DSC00294.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqqXRGY2A2wChA8kGiuCLSzvpqKtedkDerPNxU1BXkNLN3esj2zczEAAGUaC8FW2qQNvD4uVupe9-SHIm_UmIltXDUHxdwQ9OaCuuhw_f63AlkYhazbhTdXVD3RtyfYsd6g7mvSRMBUDg/s320/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533264772038475586" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >gila rockers right?haha</span></i></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >When they were called to go in we hugged and took pictures together.I felt like i couldnt get enough of them.I dont want them to go but i want them to go ! u get me ?I didn't budge from the gate until the last inch of them were lost behind the walls.The lights was so bright ! which really didnt help to conceal my puffy eyes.For a moment,i was quite embarassed.haha.But who cares.im wont see them for a month ! who wouldnt be sad ?!</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgGj6ropVGwxBFp8eJBOGDgJrPcn1TXKlCJ0FmI7-ytwmEGH12-GpuuHvWsIBDJa3OcUdc3nVJBdrcuFfQoFFwuH8tV1YrDjWlNAl42BLKr_ghQhlGTZ_KJ7YaRjReVox3YrkJb0AtNRM/s1600/DSC00296.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgGj6ropVGwxBFp8eJBOGDgJrPcn1TXKlCJ0FmI7-ytwmEGH12-GpuuHvWsIBDJa3OcUdc3nVJBdrcuFfQoFFwuH8tV1YrDjWlNAl42BLKr_ghQhlGTZ_KJ7YaRjReVox3YrkJb0AtNRM/s320/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533264396165865410" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >Desperate to catch the last glimpse of them</span></i></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I guess the saying is true.You tend to appreciate things more when they are not in front of you.Mak ayah i'll pray that both of you will be safe and get a haji mabrur insyaAllah.i love u !Don't worry about us.We'll be good.*dialling friends numbers "hello?my parents are out of town for month ! lets partayyy !"*</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >im kidding.hehe.okay maybe i wasnt.i am !</span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-23508572843326983232010-10-24T12:56:00.005+08:002010-12-08T13:34:17.972+08:00EOM<span class="Apple-style-span" >Right now im in exam mode (and ur blogging??yea yea.but havent u heard tht u should take 5-10 mins break every few hours?so thts wht im doing *sheepish grin*)</span><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I have an end module exam this monday! In my uni's system we learn by modules.Each month a new module.So at the end of the month there will be an exam for each module.I hated this system ! because even its only a test,we have to study like crazy because its not easy to pass.Below c- and you fail.it's a 1 hour test for god's sake! we spend weeks and weeks of studying but the questions only consist of 10% of what we learned the whole month.i can barely catch my breath before another test comes rolling in.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >But now that finals are around the corner (middle of nxt month is considered round the corner rite? ) i actually appreciate the idea of having EOM test every month.Because it forces you to study EVERYDAY.Last minute study is suicidal.And as we repeatedly read our modules for the tests,its literally planted in our subconcious mind.Makes it easier for us to recall it when studying for finals.A round of applause for whoever invented the system !</span></span></div><div><br /></div></div></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-868450289040121452010-10-17T10:00:00.012+08:002010-12-08T16:17:06.233+08:00The MZ wave<span class="Apple-style-span" >Recently Maher Zain has cause quite a phenomenon in Malaysia.His music is like everywhere ! Even people who are not the nasyeed listening type loves him.Not to mention all the teenage girls who has gone googoo gaga over him. My parents introduced his music to me in december last year and i immediately fell in love with it.His songs are very soothing*his voice ppl his voice*and beautifully made.Not to mention his cute look*sigh*</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Like every other Maher Zain fan,i was thrilled to to know that MZ is comin to malaysia.He's comin to Malaysiaaaaaa!*slapping myself*i am so gonna attend his concert ! but sadly enough,when my sister tried to get her hands on his tickets,it was already SOLD OUT.Oh well..better luck next time.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >But then a miracle happened.When i went home last weekend,my mom told me that her friend asked her wether she wanted to buy tickets to MZ's charity dinner concert.It was before his concert at MBSA.But when my mum told me the price of the ticket.,i was like WHAT?u gotta be kiddin me.i guess that is why its called a charity dinner.Very exclusive.Only 70 tables.But my mom being the best mom in the world offered to sponser me and my sister.Both of us were literally jumping up and down !Farah immediately took a bus to kl from tronoh after class so that she could catch the concert that night.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >The concert was great ! There were a lot of mak Datins and Artists.Some of them are Dayang nurfaizah,Farah diba ,Raihan,and Farah Fauzana.Inteam and aishah performed at the opening and wardina and fitri the tv3 guy were the hosts.When MZ entered the hall the girls were all screaming(of course i didnt.haha).Screw the dinner formalities!but luckily it was only for a brief second.MZ sang 6 tunes and i was more than happy that it included all my favourite ones.Here are some piccas:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB6ardTgfxDsj6_NsnC4J08QH42UTVKet8cvujOtKKaDb_3re6KKvIVVP0YpUqVd6sMw2kzA73fYj2dqAooR2Yl5HgSTEqMOftA58Rl-JF9BjErUb_sxun12z38T535WEwHXS0e9c1tGU/s1600/12102010147.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB6ardTgfxDsj6_NsnC4J08QH42UTVKet8cvujOtKKaDb_3re6KKvIVVP0YpUqVd6sMw2kzA73fYj2dqAooR2Yl5HgSTEqMOftA58Rl-JF9BjErUb_sxun12z38T535WEwHXS0e9c1tGU/s320/12102010147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528837960793389122" /></a></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >The Stage</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIZLNPC8AlY1c8FDc4Z6h-L34p374HE7AbFEEQRsftzDG2oSjgMx_WaIvyqFZ7Dpm_pXdaaDFQ_GP0ZWEG0GPCigOUGkz4pg-iWHMEkJYFGKO9qNrpYQLlNxAzkLjheYS2wRl2EJj9NTM/s1600/12102010151.JPG"></a></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIZLNPC8AlY1c8FDc4Z6h-L34p374HE7AbFEEQRsftzDG2oSjgMx_WaIvyqFZ7Dpm_pXdaaDFQ_GP0ZWEG0GPCigOUGkz4pg-iWHMEkJYFGKO9qNrpYQLlNxAzkLjheYS2wRl2EJj9NTM/s1600/12102010151.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIZLNPC8AlY1c8FDc4Z6h-L34p374HE7AbFEEQRsftzDG2oSjgMx_WaIvyqFZ7Dpm_pXdaaDFQ_GP0ZWEG0GPCigOUGkz4pg-iWHMEkJYFGKO9qNrpYQLlNxAzkLjheYS2wRl2EJj9NTM/s320/12102010151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528837255889272818" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >The table settings</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0XgMERRxRINRqoKw0YJpPWylXF9xbegScxCLkPIvRJafkTCTZndPHmQMysSuEi0xhurMR9z52TnUEIguJP2OqNXFzsQKko719kqFqVFiSwD64P2MgyznhMSbgtfUH3STEAGX9PjE0VEI/s1600/12102010154.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0XgMERRxRINRqoKw0YJpPWylXF9xbegScxCLkPIvRJafkTCTZndPHmQMysSuEi0xhurMR9z52TnUEIguJP2OqNXFzsQKko719kqFqVFiSwD64P2MgyznhMSbgtfUH3STEAGX9PjE0VEI/s320/12102010154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528834910200006722" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >:)</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKuuklHFKsozv86XBEd6R2F7-gzII1SSQfnLqsAOOdTgjQIjFOCrnISQR7d7RosSNy27VNM3NMTBgLASJUTQ6O85mbkRI_BaKbDIbyEcYPRWh6mHseJlZvZPIWAT3hxtyOdfPUV6iMC2A/s1600/12102010157.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKuuklHFKsozv86XBEd6R2F7-gzII1SSQfnLqsAOOdTgjQIjFOCrnISQR7d7RosSNy27VNM3NMTBgLASJUTQ6O85mbkRI_BaKbDIbyEcYPRWh6mHseJlZvZPIWAT3hxtyOdfPUV6iMC2A/s320/12102010157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528831623729414258" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >okay2.enough of useless pictures.I know u want MZ's pics</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpR2dD2nbyrXzZvG_nGKBLoQTF2_CL3L9aJ_tnl-8tZAr8jYttII4OhY3faEoq42CvKyPSJ2NkKemll9EVi9HhyphenhyphenDa6A8HM1Opo_EhsUtT7fOxdHFYQEUujp3C1vacSE3rnuiwqQ38O9tA/s1600/DSC01511.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpR2dD2nbyrXzZvG_nGKBLoQTF2_CL3L9aJ_tnl-8tZAr8jYttII4OhY3faEoq42CvKyPSJ2NkKemll9EVi9HhyphenhyphenDa6A8HM1Opo_EhsUtT7fOxdHFYQEUujp3C1vacSE3rnuiwqQ38O9tA/s320/DSC01511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528830930477168018" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >tadaa! MZ! seeing him face to face.oh my i was starstruck</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMZpM3f6RrsL1w7u8iN6kSRkr2Nh-iD9mBwML5eje5hmYphLGMtSJu3Ar6jrhW5_kkPbDGMbyKpzehLFXqTY6792AZDSrOTcJ7L8kqFom7lwUaVa-TndYeWQI1dIxE0pKOLK_dNme8nQA/s1600/DSC01507.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMZpM3f6RrsL1w7u8iN6kSRkr2Nh-iD9mBwML5eje5hmYphLGMtSJu3Ar6jrhW5_kkPbDGMbyKpzehLFXqTY6792AZDSrOTcJ7L8kqFom7lwUaVa-TndYeWQI1dIxE0pKOLK_dNme8nQA/s320/DSC01507.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528830121528431618" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >farah fauzana and her mom trying to get a picture with MZ</span></div></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-86411207191336976792010-10-16T23:32:00.008+08:002010-12-08T13:41:46.285+08:00Food food and more food<div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Well.actually a LOT has happened since i last updated but my blog.But since the internet connection here is super slow my eagerness to write just dissapears cuz i'll eventually get pissed over the internet connection when uploading pics.Anyhow last week i went to my neighbour's open house which was on the last day Syawal.His house is the house beside the one beside me.get it?haha.Wht i cn say is the array of food was awesome!i had quite a hard time in restraining myself from eating too much.hehe.Let me list down the foods that were served:</span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><div><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >lemang (of course)</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >ketupat(of course again)</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >murtabak</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >char kuey teow</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >roti jala</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >nasi beriani</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >meehoon sup</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >meehoon goreng</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >laksa</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >rojak buah</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >abc</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.3333px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >roasted chicken</span></span></li></ul></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >(there arent any pictures of them cuz i was too busy pushing myslf btwn wht looked like hundreds of ppl)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >heaven right?we spent like an hour an a half just sitting there and eat.Apparently the family who sat at the table with us started to laugh when we brought like the tenth plate of food on the table.The uncle said that at least wait for the workers to clear our previous plates,so that it wouldnt be that obvious.haha.Here is a picture of the canopy.At first i thought my neighbour was having a wedding but it turned out to be an open house.Gorgeous canopy indeed!</span></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqilGqumpouTGYe7DAlAZlWuFwv_wrmcI1krdi4Ocnm_IIXUO89rLrTXGZfdzioyJYkpjxYckVFG0xkUhJf0OPEO0wd6glvyJfb3wb3nGU5ekdWEnRFtqIGL01COdPFUoGJDF0T8fG6kw/s1600/08102010128.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqilGqumpouTGYe7DAlAZlWuFwv_wrmcI1krdi4Ocnm_IIXUO89rLrTXGZfdzioyJYkpjxYckVFG0xkUhJf0OPEO0wd6glvyJfb3wb3nGU5ekdWEnRFtqIGL01COdPFUoGJDF0T8fG6kw/s320/08102010128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528828346525708818" /></a>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-62554335226467208182010-10-06T17:19:00.009+08:002010-12-08T13:42:45.505+08:00I want to be a kid again<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" > Its been awhile..guess my enthusiasm to write was lost for awhile.Plus there really wasnt much time to write with the monthly test and all.This spot has become my second room.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvAnTRgyhhiET5wBk_6ue9RtehwAHxp6y38qbG0ZQF9Muxarl-Y6aBALUBhijXtQuMm-7Owgwy0df4DKcZZ65hpjUrz7zTo4u_7m-4ehlIzGLK_Q03bViUrLEXkWStEXCa9LFplhSlu8o/s320/06102010123.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524886526737535634" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Anyway,I just watched some pictures of meals my mum's friend,Aunty Muna,cooked for her children.She said that its as a 'kenangan',so that she can look at the pictures when she grows old and her children are all grown up.Since im not a parent,the pictures gave me an opposite effect.I suddenly feel sad thinking that i'm all grown up now and sooner or later i'd have my own life and my own family.Okay,that's waaaay ahead but still,i feel the sadness already.Even right now,without me realizing it i've partially 'move out' from my parents house,since high school(i went to boarding school)! Right now i'm studying in penang so i spent most of my time here.In a few years time i'll graduate and who knows i'll get married right after that.I miss the times when i was kid..the feeling of going-bck-home-after-school..having dinner with my parents..my parents sending me to school every morning..my dad bringing us to the video store to rent movies..quarelling with my siblings and shouting at each other and then being scold by my parents..spending each day in ramadhan at home with the whole family...just the thought of it all makes me teary eyed.Now we rarely have the whole family at home since all of us are studying in different places and have different time of holidays except big ones of course.Me in penang,farah in perak,harith in kelantan and nurul in klang.Mak ayah you guys have been such great parents and i loved every minute of my childhood.What you gave us were more than enough.You guys have nothing to regret.I love both of you more than words can describe.okay enough reiminiscing.Sorry for writing such an emotional entry.heh.Blame the hormones!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-69678064479502624142010-09-07T23:19:00.008+08:002010-12-08T16:20:19.572+08:00Girls Night Out<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">I spent last night with my high school gfs.Some i havent met since the last paper of SPM and some just a few months back.Oh how time flies..now we're all on different paths sketching our futures.To relive our friendship we had iftar together at The Apartment,a nice and cosy restaurant in klcc,overlooking the lake.Actually chilli's was our first choice but man oh man.u should've seen the que!is their food tht good?anyway..the buffet tht we had was gooooood.their briyani n grilled mutton ada umph!i cnt rmmbr hw many rounds i got up frm my chair to take food.haha.The buffet costs us about rm60 including service tax and all.Quite worth it cuz theres a variety of food and most importantly delicious!and guess who i met while filling my already full plate?nora danish!she's just as pretty as she looks on tv.and the list goes on with eizlan yusof(he sure looks old.i've alwys thought its just make up) and rebecca nur al islam(not sure if i got hr name right).okay im not exactly in the mood to write so i'll let the pics do the talking.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnAMJAqrLCzlMdGEJjdVDTLbcwd1F_vRz8wgh9LtYGCxCnQSZZEhJDanK9mSjA-CREyPcbrxYuW8x4mjPC7kNJYc_jYQzlEp6HaQW6Xmk6JjB7WbKoVyMRiwNid6oVDsApZvmXKp6DgMM/s1600/P1060456.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnAMJAqrLCzlMdGEJjdVDTLbcwd1F_vRz8wgh9LtYGCxCnQSZZEhJDanK9mSjA-CREyPcbrxYuW8x4mjPC7kNJYc_jYQzlEp6HaQW6Xmk6JjB7WbKoVyMRiwNid6oVDsApZvmXKp6DgMM/s320/P1060456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514410941709914882" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> The Apartment </span> </div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhHIO6cDWJcO9otbzna_CaZPVRJyAqOKoNLPRaJfYntp28th8d1V5aqrHNTEWsw3BYArj2RP5k7x3axtXv7LsKEDjPagiCOIb1MzGoD0BWR2TbbuyGjjdXNcd0s1Gy-eGrYGBtaselhys/s1600/P1060452.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhHIO6cDWJcO9otbzna_CaZPVRJyAqOKoNLPRaJfYntp28th8d1V5aqrHNTEWsw3BYArj2RP5k7x3axtXv7LsKEDjPagiCOIb1MzGoD0BWR2TbbuyGjjdXNcd0s1Gy-eGrYGBtaselhys/s320/P1060452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514410930877537346" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYIM02VIeWFAC-H8IjFXuCcuR3J1xpq9PH9_2kGsSwWaYGdOJvwSu6GxSABIdI6iprVRZyxIRJsoNcnEv6C1rlFpufPnuifXIqdRnz8ou1SNWgc_hDH7P-_s98oHcIJE1H8YeXU-5c9AA/s1600/P1060454.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYIM02VIeWFAC-H8IjFXuCcuR3J1xpq9PH9_2kGsSwWaYGdOJvwSu6GxSABIdI6iprVRZyxIRJsoNcnEv6C1rlFpufPnuifXIqdRnz8ou1SNWgc_hDH7P-_s98oHcIJE1H8YeXU-5c9AA/s320/P1060454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514410922058323218" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> My girls</span></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy4MgrITU6ynfFnhKv86TsAelY_1lpa8nXwX66cMgiYc9xWsVA9yAtqd8yMZbO6QotSYkOzMrEmZtGwRR7SYASFW8lnkceYwgRAZcz2uV1c7oyQxB99kctD70z2mlYP1kRgiz2tjoVb0Q/s1600/P1060448.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy4MgrITU6ynfFnhKv86TsAelY_1lpa8nXwX66cMgiYc9xWsVA9yAtqd8yMZbO6QotSYkOzMrEmZtGwRR7SYASFW8lnkceYwgRAZcz2uV1c7oyQxB99kctD70z2mlYP1kRgiz2tjoVb0Q/s320/P1060448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514410914248963938" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> for starters.haha</span></div></div><div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0y4hyaNgO5gQJjPGohdHViq0KjVEFW4PM4Dxe4aX51Zgj53Bz8hP2O3Uac1OWjF0GH5osfUf0GeH2OTUosKCm7RzxjYTyoL9tFaEnt-fMHP3QjToSYSUABru_6VcG8FrjfYB903F_bY/s1600/P1060449.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjM0y4hyaNgO5gQJjPGohdHViq0KjVEFW4PM4Dxe4aX51Zgj53Bz8hP2O3Uac1OWjF0GH5osfUf0GeH2OTUosKCm7RzxjYTyoL9tFaEnt-fMHP3QjToSYSUABru_6VcG8FrjfYB903F_bY/s320/P1060449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514410903946136386" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Friendship is certainly a thing to treasure.Hopefully 20 years later,we'd be able to reminisce this night and smile .i love you guys.</span></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-40159337002380145832010-09-01T17:17:00.007+08:002010-12-08T13:43:41.070+08:00Creating new memories<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Its been a while since i posted an entry.Things were quite hectic last week with classes and i was in the process of moving into my new house.Not 'my house' but the house i'll be living in while studying in Penang.I'll miss Putra Villa though(my old house).It holds a lot of memories during my pre-medical years.i miss my housemates!Oh well.its time to create new memories.Right now the excitement to keep everything in place and squeaky clean is still there..hopefully my enthusiasm lasts.hehe.The house is still a mess since we just moved in.Here's a picture of my new house:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJrCZCepI5J-1ijJckjOUoI3zS1YTX67KeLV7SyX7JPrp6oE65XJwo_I3K5_uXNglmXOiGjCTvu26F8251hn8qDh_WiG7fKzOsHS88RXLB8OMqSBVC2SnqRd8PLSKsA9PyPCfO5LHtFY/s320/DSC02914.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511887605064134498" /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjVPjo_M0sG1S2Dn9ram5dH46pCmegYAve4NEADcaiza8qC0vgkGce9ADWAibnzR0lcyOnbKL4R9InJQya7rUFZp8H4_xk40LjYYli0w5BFuDRfucM3nE2aT7IJJuaDqcCeMR-h4jXzSg/s1600/DSC02918.JPG"></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'll include the pics of the interior the house nxt time okay.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Peace out;</div><div><br /></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-61690432703140505232010-08-29T11:10:00.007+08:002010-12-08T13:46:24.794+08:00DRAMA;<span class="Apple-style-span" >One word to describe yesterday.DRAMA.haha.Since i havent balik kampung for quite sometime,i've decided to do just tht and skip my english class which is supposed to be yesterday and today.hehe.(i knw!7 days of class a week in ramadhan?unfair rite)I just looove spending my time in Ipoh because i'll be pampered with all kinds of food 24/7.haha.My granma is one hell of a cook!u cn count me on tht.So like every other day in Ramadhan,i went to the bazaar.im sure you're all thinking what's so dramatic about goin to the bazaar right?</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Well here it goes.i collapsed!in the middle of a huge bazaar!i just felt dizzy at first and then all was a weird dream.i cnt rmmbr wht i dreamt of though.haha.all i know is when i opened my droopy eyes,i was like -am i lying on the ground?-then only i realized there was a sea of faces tht i didnt recognize above me and Amy's(my cousin) distant voice calling me.Finally it occured to me tht i just collapsed.haha.hw come i dont rmmbr anything about it?now i understand why theres always the usual 'where am i?wht happened?' in every fainting scenes in soap operas.cuz tht is exactly hw i felt,only i didn't say it out loud of course.i've alwys thought the actors are just being dramatic.haha.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Anyway,bck to our story,aftr i regain conciousness my cousin and a few of the people there helped me to a nearby bench btwn the stalls.The passerbys were looking at me with their sympathized faces but i just couldnt find the strength to even care or feel embarassed.I could barely sit up straight!They put a bag of ice on my neck and gave me water,but after a few sips i puked.in public.hw embarassing!but like i said at tht moment i felt nothin.My cousin Amy called Abg Bob,her brother to help.A minute later,abg bob came and carried me to the car.Since i collapsed halfway through the bazaar,my cousin had to carry me thru another half of the bazaar.Now only i feel the embarassment!i feel like i was being paraded.Not to mention my embarassment towards my cousin.Im sure he must have hard a hard carrying me since im not exactly the skinny type.hehe.Nevertheless,im feeling content cuz abg bob(he is thin despite his nickname,irony much?haha) was able to carry me.It shows tht im not tht heavy.SCORE!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >And then i was admitted to the ipoh specialist hospital.This was my first time.I've always wanted to experience it,and nw tht i have,i cn tell u tht it wasnt tht nice.Apparently,i was dehydrated and had insufficient blood.So they had to put in a tube to supply my body with water and gave me some vitamins to increase my blood.Everything else was normal,Alhamdulillah.Against my will,i had to stay in the hospital overnight so that they can monitor my progress.I've always hated the smell of wards(hopefully i'll get use to it during my clinical years).Luckily my aunt arranged a single room fr me.It was comfy and free of the 'ward smell'.hehe.Thank you to opah and Amy for keeping me company.and to aunty azian and unc marzuki for paying the bills.And to atuk and abg bob fr helping.u guys are the best!i was discharged about an hour ago and nw here i am blogging.hooorah!This sure is one experience tht i shall never forget.</span></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-78297518650853610202010-08-25T17:50:00.005+08:002010-12-08T13:46:45.305+08:00Showy much?<span class="Apple-style-span" >Have you ever met people who just loves to show off but doesnt show off?get it?like they want to show off but they dont do it directly.they don't say 'hey ! look at my new cool phone'.instead they took pictures with their phone held out as if they cant bend their arms or post pictures with their phone 'oh so casually' beside them.Thats just an example to let you understand the concept.haha.wouldn't it be easier for them to just show off without all the 'ops!i didnt mean to' tactics?and downright less annoying too.right?In my 19 years of life..i've only met one.i think.Meeting this kind of people made me think,why do people show off?why do they feel the need to flash their stuffs? is to fit in ? to be awed upon ? or just plain insecurity ? or is it to cover the fact that they are not as rich as they look ? oh okay cancel that point.if they're not rich how can they afford the expensive stuffs.So i did a bit of studying(i knw right?takde keje gila.ala its only one click <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">away.haha) and after reading a few articles,this is my conclusion.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">In short, the following is the truth about showy people:</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6633FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;" ><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 14px; "><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6633FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">The feel they aren’t noticed or recognized:</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Showy people believe that they didn’t get the attention they deserve and so they show off to send one clear message</span></span></li><li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;" >"I am here, please notice me". So actually a showy person is begging you to notice him while you might be begging him to accept you!!</span></li><li style="padding-bottom: 0.3em; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6633FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">They care about people’s opinion:</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> To some people the opinion of others doesn’t matter that much and doesn’t have a significant impact on their happiness. To showy people it’s the opposite, the opinion of others is the most important thing and if they failed to let others like them they might feel really bad</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6633FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Some of them believe that people are underestimating them</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">:</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> because of believing that people are underestimating them showy people do their best to show off their best traits to prove that they are worthy! </span></span></li></ul><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">So for all the people out there,if you hve a showy friend,you don't have to feel less accomplished or irritated.sometimes i also cant help it you knw.like when your friend get good grades,you should feel happy for them.But bcoz tht friend is a 'showy' u can't help feeling annoyed.haha.but that is going to change from now on!contrary to common beliefs,show offs are the ones who are in need of your attention.If the showy person matters to you then give him attention and he will like you and if he doesn’t matter to you then simply ignore him.It won't only make you feel better,but also make your life your life easier as you'll have one less people to loathe.Like my aunt said,'</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">See friendliness in everyone. Change the way we look at things and the things we look at will change.'</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;" ><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; " >Peace out;</span></span></span></div><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 1em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, Verdana, helvetica; "></p></span></span></div></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-57005779345707273772010-08-24T17:47:00.010+08:002010-12-08T13:45:32.916+08:00Islam is The Way of Life<span class="Apple-style-span" >'For anything that happens theres always a reason behind it'.The same thing applies in our religion.For every rule that has been created by our God,theres always a hikmah( good reason) behind it.Yesterday during PBL session with Dr Imam Shaikh, i learned a few things that really opened my eyes to how brilliant our Creator is,and how beautiful Islam is.We were discussing about heartburn(pedih ulu hati) which can be a symptom of Gastroesophagal reflux disease(GERD).GERD is a disease where your stomach acid backs up into your esophagus and irritates the wall of your esophagus.So one of the ways to relieve GERD that i want to point out is:</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span">1</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span">.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span">sleep facing your right side->sunnah Rasulullah SAW</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></div><div> <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Reason</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span">:makes it easier for your stomach content to pass into ur intestine</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span">2. Wear loose clothes </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></div><div> <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span"> Reason:</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span">Tight clothes can increase the pressure in your stomach thus stomach acid can back up into ur esophagus.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >3. Don't eat and drink at the same time.Drink 20-30 mins aftr meal</span></span></b><div> <span class="Apple-style-span" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Reason:</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span">When you drink and eat,the stomach acid will be diluted.Thus the stomach will think that there is insufficient acid and produce more acid.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >All of the three points above are the teachings of Islam.Subhanallah.aren't you amazed?So u see,the teachings of Islam is complete.It covers all aspect.From spiritual believes,akhlaq(attitude),marriage to health and economy.What more can u ask? C:</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I'm so thankful that i chose to be a doctor.Its not just a career,but also another way to be nearer to God.Alhamdulillah.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >p/s:two entries in a day!told u i was looking forward to post more.lol</span></div><div> </div></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-13681900773919432672010-08-24T14:42:00.008+08:002010-12-08T13:47:29.188+08:00Back in Town<span class="Apple-style-span" >*tepuk2 habuk*<br />kesian blog saya yg di abandoned ni.its okay.im here now.<br />its been a year since my last post.a YEAR!cn u believe tht?i didnt even think this blog still exist.i started out masa cuti spm and nw here am bck here as a 1st year degree student.biasala..lepas spm semua ade 'too much' of free time.now? i only hve time to watch 20-min sitcoms bfore i sleep at midnight.<br /><br />while i was fb-ing just now..i just felt like 'visiting' my blog aftr leaving it fr wht feels like an eternity.just to check wether it still exists.and walah!there it is.and the life traffic feed caught my eye.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxNWqhqnE8Y45tQoX_YAtClzZP4mrLOlhg9BlVYZZTurUZIcabCjYpC7dDqgWf8MnrcowhsONlB_r7CK0CazKygAF5Y6oZWSpWnfD0wdHkHFPolnX0obgxTzOrSoCuZVVCtlV20pdDi5M/s1600/traffic.PNG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxNWqhqnE8Y45tQoX_YAtClzZP4mrLOlhg9BlVYZZTurUZIcabCjYpC7dDqgWf8MnrcowhsONlB_r7CK0CazKygAF5Y6oZWSpWnfD0wdHkHFPolnX0obgxTzOrSoCuZVVCtlV20pdDi5M/s320/traffic.PNG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508867627306556546" /></a><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >there are people reading blog even after i've abandoned it for a year!i thought nobody ever reads my blog.haha.nw i feel motivated to write even if the people who dropped in are probably some random person.thank u fr making my day .i love you! ;) </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >looking forward to post most entries in the future; </span></div></div>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-36096366176661086392009-08-02T17:24:00.006+08:002010-12-08T16:18:05.048+08:00Finally.<span class="Apple-style-span" >hey everyone!it's been what..3 weeks?since i last updated my blog.my schedule has been so tight i dont even have time to write.A lot has happened for the past 3 weeks.One of it is 5 students from my college were suspected with h1n1 so my college is closed down for a week.That explains why im blogging rite?hehe.i was probably the happiest person when they announced it.I havent gone bck for a month!today is my fourth day at home and it sure is hectic!i woke up early and drove bck n forth(when i say bck n forth it means bnyk kli) from sunway to shah alam.So many errands to do!cuz im helping my mother with her program since my dad is having a fever.so i had to print this,photostat that,send this and bla2.u get the picture right?plus i went to the selangor book fair.A lot book of books there but i couldnt find the book that im looking for;Bummer.Im feelin weird right now cuz a part of me actually misses my college!how cn that be!So not me!padahal when i was in penang i kept staring at the calendar,counting days when i cn finally go home.and here i am,not even sad when khaliq booked an 11 am ticket to penang.yep,Hajar the girl who's homesick-ness lasted until form 5.mum dad,ur daughter is officially an adult.LOL.im so full of it.Actually i wrote this entry without having any idea in mind.I just posted an entry merely to update my blog.So mind the 'emptiness' of this entry.</span>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-90171785049082437202009-07-13T14:49:00.007+08:002010-12-08T16:21:59.115+08:00Liar liar pants on fire<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Haiahh..today i got no class..pre med students will start their classes tmrow.another boring day..huhh.anyway today i woke up late like always since theres no class..hehe.when i opened my lazy eyes i searched for my hp to check what time is it(it was 9.45 am).Suprisingly i gotta txt msg(rarely happens.bahaha),it was from one of my new friends here(not my housemates).<br /><br />Him:weyh,hari first class dh ponteng..truk gle<br /><br />i just sneered when i read his mg cuz i've called the lecturer whos in charged of the timetable ystrdy and she said that our class starts on tuesday.So i told him what puan mimi said.<br /><br />nxt txt msg-ade classla!sume dh ade kat sini.ktorg tgh tnggu lecturer.<br /><br />immediately my eyes popped wide open!hilang mamai!shitt!theres class today and i havent even had my bath yet!mann..this is bad!what will the lecturer think of us?!late on the first day of class!Filled with panick i ran out my room and woke all my housemates..LOL.We tried calling pn mimi several time but she didnt answer..we're dead meat!<br /><br />I bolted to the bathroom to have my shower when Naimah finally get to reach hold of pn mimi.and guess what??there is NO class..All the other pre med students TERdtg cuz they didnt read the timetable properly and diorg pun dh nk blik.grrr..i was sooo pissed with my friend who txted me and ruined my sleep!I think it was on purpose!damn!the war is ON!<br /><br />Since all of us are wide awake i thought of going for a splash in the pool.but when we arrived at the club house the warden told us that he has given permission to the guys from pre med students(who just got bck!)to use the pool.It was the girls turn to use the pool on monday!another reason to hate them.Guess i'll just go swimming in the evening.<br /><br /></span><br /></span>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-40311191685917998522009-07-12T15:48:00.004+08:002010-12-08T16:21:52.415+08:00PART OF MY COLLEGE LIFE<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" >im bck!my 3 day orientation has just ended on wednesday.So basically i dont have any activites until sunday.My class starts on Monday and im looking forward to it!The student residence are great!spacious and comfortable.plus i got the room with a toilet in it.wohoo!no more beratur toilet pagi2.haha. All of my housemates are new students and taking pre med just like me.Maybe next time i'll post pics of my new place;) The orientation was so-so.the usual.On the group performance night my group had to do a fashion show using recycable things like paper,plastics etc.Bcoz we were bored to death cuz we had nothin,absolutely NOTHIN to do,we went shopping!yes ppl..shopping in Sunway carnival mall in seberang jaya.Takes about half an hour to go there by bus.It was first time taking the public bas!excited seyh!hahaha.We missed the bus by a 2 3 minutes.So the van driver had to chase the bus for us!ahaha.friggin funny,we sped up until we're ahead of the bus,get off the van and ran towards the bus while waving our hands up in the air frantically!Fortunately the bus saw us and came to a halt.fuhhhh.Actually theres molre to tell but im actually in a restaurant so all the hustle bustle is annoying me.i cnt concentrate in my writing!till then<br /></span><br /></span>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6350194927838641796.post-46422668660995492752009-07-05T11:56:00.004+08:002010-12-08T13:53:23.348+08:00The Day<span class="Apple-style-span" >Cant believe the day i've been waiting is finally here.Tomorrow i'll be off to college!yipee!But a part of me does feel a bit sad..yelaa..after almost 7 months at home of course i'll miss silly things like waking up late in the morning,on9 24/7,occasional shopping trips with my cuzzies and sisters,driving,calling nadia without having to worry about the bils,chatting with adeeb,and eating home cooked food!lol.Starting tmrw i'll have to change to a more disciplined and hardworking Hajar!Miss me everyone!=)</span>hajarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04335650938470189910noreply@blogger.com4