<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898</id><updated>2012-01-31T23:13:28.523+08:00</updated><category term='Eeek'/><category term='video'/><category term='RIP'/><category term='as the mind speaks'/><category term='family affairs'/><category term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>It is the mind that lives</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is a series of collisions with the future; it is not the sum of what we have been, but what we yearn to be.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>391</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8978250928589261386</id><published>2012-01-31T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T23:13:28.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I realized I've been posting some depressing entries lately.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Not good Hanis, not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe in the power of the Creator. I believe that everything happens for a reason, which we may or may not know. For me, I was terribly depressed and disturbed when 'it' started. I couldn't even think right, and I was a slacker back then. I skipped work for days, if I were to have a staff like myself, I would've given myself a warning letter or something. And I kept blaming everyone for this. No words could describe how much I hate those two person who had totally ruined the thing that I cherished the most. I swore to myself that I would never forgive them for what they have done and for the permanent damages and scars that would remain forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah He sent us an angel in disguise, the man who suffered more than any of us could have ever imagined. My dad, he's indeed our backbones and has been putting sense into our heads. The moral support you provide us, you are definitely our strength. Instead of telling us to do crazy stuff, he told us to be patient and have faith in Allah, that one day everything will be just fine. I can't ever repay you for everything you have done for us Dad. But I will never stop praying for you, I'll pray for your well being, may you will be blessed by never ending barakah from Allah swt, and hope that He will keep on giving you the strength to go through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say anything bad about those people. But I believe that all actions will be accounted for, no matter good or bad. Only time will tell. Recently, I heard that one of them was caught for something, and that she will be terminated from that company. It's not my place to say anything, but I hope that you will realize what you have done and repent. Selagi pintu taubah itu masih terbuka, selagi itu lah masih belum terlambat. Ingatlah, satu hari nanti kamu pun akan bersuami dan bakal mempunyai anak-anak. Mungkin tak kena pada diri kamu, tetapi tidak mustahil kena pada ahli keluarga yang lain. I don't want to wish for bad things to happen, but, I believe the our life is like a huge giant wheel. Sekarang mungkin kamu di atas, tapi jangan lupa, esok lusa tulat, maybe it's your turn to be at the bottom pulak kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallahu'alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8978250928589261386?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8978250928589261386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8978250928589261386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8978250928589261386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8978250928589261386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-realized-ive-been-posting-some.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-1460303811274764479</id><published>2012-01-31T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:37:18.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Suraya!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Last couple of weeks, we had a little farewell dinner cum sleepover for Suraya, since she's pursuing her Master's Degree and would be flying off a few days after. (Update: She's now doing great in UK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we booked a room in Parkroyal and stayed overnight there. Haven't been doing this sleepover thingy with the girls for agessss. We used to do this during our uni days. The plan was to surprise Suraya at No Black Tie, so we waited for her and Aliaa to arrive. Lutfi and I had Ebi Tempura Udon, and it tasted really good. We had fun, chit chatting, updating ourselves with what's new with everyone. I was so happy to hang out with the girls, tho not all of them made it for dinner that night, but it was super fun. Had group photos taken by Nik Arif and the waiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq_zMhmdkJg/Tyf4pj5k9tI/AAAAAAAABiA/5xpXpt4Kglk/s1600/Yaya1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq_zMhmdkJg/Tyf4pj5k9tI/AAAAAAAABiA/5xpXpt4Kglk/s400/Yaya1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703800845983086290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o8JBYpzKJV4/Tyf4oyOmeFI/AAAAAAAABh0/Zl_BDBaazd0/s1600/Yaya2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o8JBYpzKJV4/Tyf4oyOmeFI/AAAAAAAABh0/Zl_BDBaazd0/s400/Yaya2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703800832649492562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boe came later, skipped the dinner and joined us for the sleepover. And, she told us, probably the happiest news ever for the year, but since I promised her not to spill out anything, so I just leave it like that. Heee can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suraya got a new Ted Baker's watch from Emir for her 26th birthday present. At first we thought it was a dictionary because it really look like one. It was a pretty watch and Suraya was in total awe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the night talking to the girls about our plans, and stuff. It felt just like those nights in UIA where we would spent the night talking to each other until we fell asleep. And of course, the highlight of the event was obviously our UIA videos. Aliaa keeps a collection of videos during our time in UIA and it's been a must, to watch those videos whenever we have sleepovers. And obviously the mother of highlights was the H&amp;amp;H Show. Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Make Aliaa to swear that she will never ever ever show that H&amp;amp;H vid to anyone except the SKA sisters :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ_yjl18dPM/Tyf4nyDYTII/AAAAAAAABho/KY3t4QlFt8U/s1600/Yaya3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ_yjl18dPM/Tyf4nyDYTII/AAAAAAAABho/KY3t4QlFt8U/s400/Yaya3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703800815422557314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had so much fun, it's been so long since I've had that much fun. With the never ending drama that I have to go through every day, a little time off is just what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bzu-bHqfJk/Tyf4nh0neCI/AAAAAAAABhQ/FvbinMkosQI/s1600/Yaya5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bzu-bHqfJk/Tyf4nh0neCI/AAAAAAAABhQ/FvbinMkosQI/s400/Yaya5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703800811065669666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTm5PIZxrS8/Tyf8OxRr1II/AAAAAAAABiQ/0m_RCcjFRUQ/s1600/Yaya7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uTm5PIZxrS8/Tyf8OxRr1II/AAAAAAAABiQ/0m_RCcjFRUQ/s400/Yaya7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703804783763903618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ecbe7Mt6AkI/Tyf8O24808I/AAAAAAAABiY/7sm7eetd-E0/s1600/Yaya6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ecbe7Mt6AkI/Tyf8O24808I/AAAAAAAABiY/7sm7eetd-E0/s400/Yaya6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703804785270772674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Suraya,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all the best in everything. Please take good care of yourself, and be sure to update us on your well being often. I'm a little worried about your monthly cramps, hope that everything will be alright. Take many picssss. We're gonna miss you here. Take care yayawza! Lovesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x6CpOa9rRlI/Tyf4n_VSdaI/AAAAAAAABhY/DDL7hnoVghI/s1600/Yaya4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x6CpOa9rRlI/Tyf4n_VSdaI/AAAAAAAABhY/DDL7hnoVghI/s400/Yaya4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703800818987333026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-1460303811274764479?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1460303811274764479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=1460303811274764479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1460303811274764479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1460303811274764479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2012/01/farewell-suraya.html' title='Farewell, Suraya!'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wq_zMhmdkJg/Tyf4pj5k9tI/AAAAAAAABiA/5xpXpt4Kglk/s72-c/Yaya1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7506073126616979115</id><published>2012-01-31T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:05:11.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was in the midst of month end closing and suddenly Kak Puzaini called my name and said that someone's here to see me. That guy was from Blooming and he handed me this cute mini bicycle with 12 roses on top. I knew it was from him. Read the card, but I felt nothing but numb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5sHCUKFiKk/TyfqFatcPxI/AAAAAAAABhE/DU3XQE3K0ZM/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTIwMTMwLVdBMDA0LmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-793493"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5sHCUKFiKk/TyfqFatcPxI/AAAAAAAABhE/DU3XQE3K0ZM/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTIwMTMwLVdBMDA0LmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-793493" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703784831878184722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The next day, the same dude from Blooming came again. This time, with a basket filled with 12 roses and 6 ferrero rocher. And there was another card. And yes, it was from him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZGL1WuRWek/TyfqFCLkLuI/AAAAAAAABg4/J2YlN2SVO3k/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTIwMTMwLVdBMDAwLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-791972"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZGL1WuRWek/TyfqFCLkLuI/AAAAAAAABg4/J2YlN2SVO3k/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTIwMTMwLVdBMDAwLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-791972" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703784825293647586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I became the hottest topic in the office, thanks to the makcik-makcik. Everyone was asking me who's it from, so when are you getting married yada yada yada. And some of the makciks were like "Awhhhh romanticnyaaa boyfriend Hanis, bagi bunga hari-hari" Ergh annoying. I would appreciate the "thoughtful" compliments, only that I decided not to because I knew those were insincere compliments. But I smiled. They were all betting with each other whether 'the mystery man', quoting them, would send me flowers again for the third time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I wonder how many of them lost the bet :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To L,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks for the flowers. Really appreciate the effort :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Credit to Hafiz for the pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7506073126616979115?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7506073126616979115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7506073126616979115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7506073126616979115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7506073126616979115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5sHCUKFiKk/TyfqFatcPxI/AAAAAAAABhE/DU3XQE3K0ZM/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTIwMTMwLVdBMDA0LmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-793493' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7917488333069013978</id><published>2012-01-13T16:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:34:23.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathological Liar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;An interesting article from &lt;a href="http://wiki.answers.com/Q/How_can_you_tell_if_someone_is_a_pathological_liar#ixzz1jK9Tu7QK"&gt;WikiAnswers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How can you tell if someone is a pathological liar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathological liars - or "mythomaniacs" - may be suffering from histrionic personality disorder or narcissistic personality disorder. The following comments basically reflect a pathological liar who has the characteristics of histrionic personality disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Characteristics:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Exaggerates things that are ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One-upping. Whatever you do, this person can do it better. You will never top them in their own mind, because they have a concerted need to be better than everyone else. This also applies to being right. If you try to confront an individual like this, no matter how lovingly and well-intentioned you might be - this will probably not be effective. It's threatening their fantasy of themselves, so they would rather argue with you and bring out the sharp knives than admit that there's anything wrong with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. They "construct" a reality around themselves. They don't value the truth, especially if they don't see it as hurting anyone. If you call them on a lie and they are backed into a corner, they will act very defensively and say ugly things (most likely but depends on personality), but they may eventually start to act like, "Well, what's the difference? You're making a big deal out of nothing!" (again, to refocus the conversation to your wrongdoing instead of theirs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Because these people don't value honesty, a lot of times they will not value loyalty. So watch what you tell them. They will not only tell others, but they will embellish to make you look worse. Their loyalty is fleeting, and because they are insecure people, they will find solace in confiding to whomever is in their favor at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. They may be somewhat of a hypochondriac. This can come in especially useful when caught in a lie, for example, they can claim that they have been sick, or that there's some mysteriously "illness" that has them all stressed out. It's another excuse tool for their behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Obviously, they will contradict what they say. This will become very clear over time. They usually aren't smart enough to keep track of so many lies (who would be?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. They lie about even the smallest things. For example, saying "I brushed my teeth today," when they didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. They add exaggerations to every sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. They change their story all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. They act very defensively when you question their statements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. They believe what they say is true, when everyone else knows it isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Lies when it is very easy to tell the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Lies to get sympathy, to look better, to save their butt, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Fools people at first but once they get to know him, no one believes anything they ever say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. May have a personality disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Extremely manipulative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Has been caught in lies repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Never fesses up to the lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is a legend in their own mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7917488333069013978?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7917488333069013978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7917488333069013978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7917488333069013978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7917488333069013978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2012/01/pathological-liar.html' title='Pathological Liar'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6073788110245360350</id><published>2012-01-13T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:05:51.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate you for not being there for us when we needed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate you for abandoning us, physically and emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate that you would not stop finding our faults and blaming us for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate that you would rather go out there and spend most of your time with your immature and demoralized friends whom you love more than us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate that you have totally forgotten that we exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate the fact that you keep on lying and lying and forever lying to us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But most of all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate myself for still caring about you, for still loving you after everything you have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate myself for letting your actions and words "abused" us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate myself for being such a fool to check on your whereabouts, your twitter and FB accounts, and your emails, just to prove to myself that I was wrong for doubting you - and I failed miserably, each time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel so sorry that you seem to enjoy this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A liar begins with making falsehood appear like truth, and ends with making truth itself appear like falsehood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;William Shenstone&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A liar will not be believed, even when he speaks the truth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Aesop&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The only thing worse than a liar is a liar that's also a hypocrite.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Tennessee Williams&lt;/strong&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6073788110245360350?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6073788110245360350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6073788110245360350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6073788110245360350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6073788110245360350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-hate-you-for-not-being-there-for-us.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6537436654088128966</id><published>2012-01-09T21:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T22:04:20.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P2H8_-BmlZA/TwrwkpVfblI/AAAAAAAABgg/YEYQDX2vp_0/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA4MTUtMjAxMjAxMDktMjEzMi5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-709399"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 358px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P2H8_-BmlZA/TwrwkpVfblI/AAAAAAAABgg/YEYQDX2vp_0/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA4MTUtMjAxMjAxMDktMjEzMi5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-709399" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695629191125364306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I heard sounds of sirens, blue and red lights flashing outside of my house. So I went outside to see what was going on and I saw a huge fire truck outside of my neighbour's house. I couldn't see Tan Sri Wan Mokhtar or any of his children outside his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 hour later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The truck is still there outside my house, as I'm writing this one down. I hope it's nothing serious. Reminds me of last year's incident, an ambulance came to his house in the middle of the night, his son was rushed to the hospital. Sigh. I just hope everything will turn out well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P2H8_-BmlZA/TwrwkpVfblI/AAAAAAAABgg/YEYQDX2vp_0/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA4MTUtMjAxMjAxMDktMjEzMi5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-709399"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6537436654088128966?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6537436654088128966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6537436654088128966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6537436654088128966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6537436654088128966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-heard-sounds-of-sirens-blue-and-red.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P2H8_-BmlZA/TwrwkpVfblI/AAAAAAAABgg/YEYQDX2vp_0/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HMDA4MTUtMjAxMjAxMDktMjEzMi5qcGc%253D%253F%253D-709399' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-4030329083412800602</id><published>2012-01-09T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:56:29.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p54pltMdHuU/Twrwk20mxFI/AAAAAAAABgs/dxGLdgB3s_I/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTIwMTA3LVdBMDAxLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-711013"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p54pltMdHuU/Twrwk20mxFI/AAAAAAAABgs/dxGLdgB3s_I/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTIwMTA3LVdBMDAxLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-711013" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695629194745529426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yesterday is gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;  today is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; tomorrow is near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;    and I will never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br  style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; As long as you are near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-4030329083412800602?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4030329083412800602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=4030329083412800602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4030329083412800602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4030329083412800602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2012/01/img00815-20120109-2132jpg.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p54pltMdHuU/Twrwk20mxFI/AAAAAAAABgs/dxGLdgB3s_I/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTIwMTA3LVdBMDAxLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-711013' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-4691001075455333469</id><published>2012-01-07T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T23:26:09.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2012!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8f-abbeL9s/Twhefz-CoxI/AAAAAAAABgU/iDO3euUsV9s/s1600/2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8f-abbeL9s/Twhefz-CoxI/AAAAAAAABgU/iDO3euUsV9s/s400/2012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694905629429375762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is definitely the most slowpoke post ever. Tho it's already a week after the New Year, I'm still gonna wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;H A P P Y       2 0 1 2       P E O P L E E E E E ! ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Didn't do much on the New Year's eve. Just went for dinner with my family, minus two. My sister went to her bf's house for NYE party, while my dad was out working. Every where was jammed, so we ended up having dinner at Tupai-Tupai in Shah Alam. After that, went back and waited outside with my brother and baby sister for the fireworks. Oh have I ever mentioned, that from my house, you could actually see fireworks at 3 different places. Yes, maybe you don't want to know, but I'm just sayinggggg :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So the clock struck 12 and we could see KLCC's fireworks, Sunway's fireworks and iCity's fireworks. But the best part was that suddenly there was a loud firework sound behind us. Rupa-rupanya it was my neighbour. He's someone big dekat Selangor's PDRM so I'm guessing probably he got the firework supplies la kot. Tak payah susah-susah, big huge fireworks show right in front of us. Baby Lisya was so excited! So comel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Enough with my NYE stories. So normally, most people will have a list of resolutions for the new year, including myself. But for this year, I made a shorter one as I have never ever ever ever in my entire life, achieved every thing on my list. So for this year, I've listed 8 resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1. To be a better Muslim, daughter, sister, friend and person to the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2. Conquer Mount Kinabalu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3. Do more charity works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4. Join a dance mob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5. Go to the gym / exercise at least once a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. Start saving!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7. Pursue ACCA and apply for MIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8. Getting engaged (insyaAllah, as it's part of this year's plan...mesti ada orang rasa pressured :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I pray and hope that this year will bring some light into my life. I hope that Allah will grant me with more patience and strength to survive His tests throughout the year. Other than that, I pray for barakah and more rezeki for myself, family and friends. InsyaAllah, everything will turn out well :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So yeah, that's all about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Til then, toodles~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-4691001075455333469?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4691001075455333469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=4691001075455333469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4691001075455333469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4691001075455333469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-2012.html' title='Happy 2012!'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8f-abbeL9s/Twhefz-CoxI/AAAAAAAABgU/iDO3euUsV9s/s72-c/2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-4527824369786856364</id><published>2012-01-04T01:13:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:57:24.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KK Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Missing for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;I've hibernated long enough and it's time to post all those overdue updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Kota Kinabalu last Christmas for our annual family vacay and I have to say this,&lt;br /&gt;I am indeed head over heels for Sabah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has everything; islands, unique heritage, mountains, highlands, even the wildlife park which I went to is way better than the National Zoo. And the islands, I fell in love right after we landed our feet on the first island, Sapi. The sandy white beach, the crytal clear water, you can spot the all sorts of fish without even going into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at KKIA Terminal 2 around 10ish in the morning but left the airport at 12pm due to a small incident involving my dad and AirAsia. Lulz. Not gonna write it down here, let it be the funniest inside joke for the family members :P&lt;br /&gt;After checking into our apartment near UMS, we decided to grab something for lunch so went to 1Borneo and had chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8X1DX7tIen0/TwM81KDXIYI/AAAAAAAABao/qUFeKCiUa3E/s1600/KK_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8X1DX7tIen0/TwM81KDXIYI/AAAAAAAABao/qUFeKCiUa3E/s400/KK_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461237855625602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then, later that night we went to one of the seafood restaurants in Kg Air, a well known place in KK for varieties of seafood. The prawns were so huge and there were so many types of fish that we have never heard of. But I was surprised that the lobsters were expensive, but my dad said probably because it's school and public holidays. So yeah, we skipped the lobsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpStQWGaNlA/TwM81OGUcNI/AAAAAAAABaY/-DmmNmkQANc/s1600/KK_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mpStQWGaNlA/TwM81OGUcNI/AAAAAAAABaY/-DmmNmkQANc/s400/KK_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461238941774034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMU5cEJmqDQ/TwM803XqVCI/AAAAAAAABaQ/nTweZzObEwU/s1600/KK_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMU5cEJmqDQ/TwM803XqVCI/AAAAAAAABaQ/nTweZzObEwU/s400/KK_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461232840496162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X3sIocoa3jw/TwM80WK_0wI/AAAAAAAABaI/2_TucFhU_cU/s1600/KK_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X3sIocoa3jw/TwM80WK_0wI/AAAAAAAABaI/2_TucFhU_cU/s400/KK_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461223929008898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_kf_6cLxvg/TwM80O1NVlI/AAAAAAAABZ4/_-Y2JvkdueI/s1600/KK_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m_kf_6cLxvg/TwM80O1NVlI/AAAAAAAABZ4/_-Y2JvkdueI/s400/KK_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461221958571602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, woke up early in the morning and had our breakfast at one of the mamak restaurants nearby our apartment. After that, we went to Tuanku Abdul Rahman Marine Park, located at the KK Jetty. We took the 3 islands package and off to the first island, Sapi Island. It took 10 mins to reach Sapi Island with a speed boat. As soon as we stepped our feet on Sapi Island's jetty, we were totally amazed by the breathtaking scenery and the clear blue water. We could see schools of fish, swimming warily under the sea, right from the jetty. I became jakun for a while and went like "omg ikannnn ikannnnn!!! Omg ikan bilissss ikan bilissss!! Shit this place is so beautiful omg!!!" Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;The kids straight away took off their outer attire and went straight into the water. I was playing by the beach and there were so many fish, some of them were between my legs. Baby Lisya was so excited playing in the water. My mom decided to stay away from the water and relaxed under the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IxW7YZiCIk/TwM9ZfkmhLI/AAAAAAAABck/8ml8jeWpA2s/s1600/KK_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3IxW7YZiCIk/TwM9ZfkmhLI/AAAAAAAABck/8ml8jeWpA2s/s400/KK_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461862107481266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1G9qBV2XXs/TwM9OSRwOJI/AAAAAAAABbc/DhuBzHU4ZaM/s1600/KK_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w1G9qBV2XXs/TwM9OSRwOJI/AAAAAAAABbc/DhuBzHU4ZaM/s400/KK_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461669560203410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCru01m7Mr0/TwM9OY3rBwI/AAAAAAAABbM/n_ePQN_eYhQ/s1600/KK_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCru01m7Mr0/TwM9OY3rBwI/AAAAAAAABbM/n_ePQN_eYhQ/s400/KK_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461671329859330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyEghwWd88I/TwM9N03mRvI/AAAAAAAABbA/RZ31iE7g7wg/s1600/KK_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyEghwWd88I/TwM9N03mRvI/AAAAAAAABbA/RZ31iE7g7wg/s400/KK_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461661665871602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4xyLh2AT1I/TwM9NhjF58I/AAAAAAAABa0/kbZ_eSwnjs0/s1600/KK_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B4xyLh2AT1I/TwM9NhjF58I/AAAAAAAABa0/kbZ_eSwnjs0/s400/KK_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461656479590338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ubsSX5Ft8wY/TwM9OzNjVDI/AAAAAAAABbk/3j5mdy74nBc/s1600/KK_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ubsSX5Ft8wY/TwM9OzNjVDI/AAAAAAAABbk/3j5mdy74nBc/s400/KK_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461678400951346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After an hour or so, we went to the second island, Manukan Island. The uncle told us that among the three islands, Manukan's the best. Manukan has more types of fish and the beach is even prettier. And indeed, Manukan was even breathtaking. They even got a resort on that island, and there was a beach wedding happening at that time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rBboBkHwOsQ/TwM9ZFciNkI/AAAAAAAABcU/0IbtUUME1Gc/s1600/KK_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rBboBkHwOsQ/TwM9ZFciNkI/AAAAAAAABcU/0IbtUUME1Gc/s400/KK_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461855094322754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXXP7zWZ-KQ/TwM9Yc8X9ZI/AAAAAAAABcM/5olKQuh6pL8/s1600/KK_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXXP7zWZ-KQ/TwM9Yc8X9ZI/AAAAAAAABcM/5olKQuh6pL8/s400/KK_13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461844222014866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We didn't get to visit the third island as we ran out of time. I simply love the beaches, the scenery, and the clear blue water. I'm so gonna come here again, real soon. After the island hopping session, we went straight back to the apartment and had a rest before dinner. After Maghrib, we went to Suria KK Mall, just to survey the stores they have there. But I personally think, 1Borneo is way better. After that, went to Restoran Getaran Jiwa &amp;amp; Katering near Menggatal, and had our dinner there. Love the ambiance and the setting of the restaurant. Among the food served there were ikan bakar, western, local and noodles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gI519B2qSsw/TwM9Xxl4txI/AAAAAAAABb8/SWF2uZ1dgz8/s1600/KK_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gI519B2qSsw/TwM9Xxl4txI/AAAAAAAABb8/SWF2uZ1dgz8/s400/KK_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461832584967954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next morning, had our breakfast at one kopitiam cafe in the city. After that, we went to the State Museum and spent 2hours there. The museum was interesting as we were exposed to the Sabah culture and heritage and many other interesting facts and artifacts they have there. There were even models of traditional houses outside of the museum for the tourists to experience themselves how the people actually live. I just love the pond filled with water lilies they have there. Imagine having such beautiful, peaceful ambiance outside of your house. I could stay there forever. After that, we went to Lok Kawi Wildlife Park to see the Orang Utans and other animals there. We wanted to go to Sepilok at the first place but it was so far away, so we decided to go to Lok Kawi instead as it's nearer. The zoo was even better than the National Zoo. It's situated on a highland, so it was a bit cold and breezy. The highlights were obviously the Orang Utans, and the tigers and also the animal show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cG_FwAl_VZI/TwM9ywi5tDI/AAAAAAAABec/WbDn1RGsnKs/s1600/KK_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cG_FwAl_VZI/TwM9ywi5tDI/AAAAAAAABec/WbDn1RGsnKs/s400/KK_21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462296160482354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zkjucTQnSjM/TwM9oKK3y6I/AAAAAAAABdQ/hTCItvNRl10/s1600/KK_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zkjucTQnSjM/TwM9oKK3y6I/AAAAAAAABdQ/hTCItvNRl10/s400/KK_17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462114060454818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1t-_O60u9Y/TwM9n0pdnvI/AAAAAAAABdE/cE-CSWrq3Z4/s1600/KK_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L1t-_O60u9Y/TwM9n0pdnvI/AAAAAAAABdE/cE-CSWrq3Z4/s400/KK_18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462108283182834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVm2iyf6fJ0/TwM9nvZtvEI/AAAAAAAABc4/lioDrEoCrcY/s1600/KK_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hVm2iyf6fJ0/TwM9nvZtvEI/AAAAAAAABc4/lioDrEoCrcY/s400/KK_19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462106874952770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WvDRfG5BQq0/TwM9nQGQmbI/AAAAAAAABcs/_wQSA7MCG2U/s1600/KK_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WvDRfG5BQq0/TwM9nQGQmbI/AAAAAAAABcs/_wQSA7MCG2U/s400/KK_20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462098471852466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_tiDYN17Ttc/TwM9oZOIhlI/AAAAAAAABdc/vrT8-JWsoXE/s1600/KK_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_tiDYN17Ttc/TwM9oZOIhlI/AAAAAAAABdc/vrT8-JWsoXE/s400/KK_16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462118100665938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YcZtr3R8oMk/TwM9XulwETI/AAAAAAAABbw/JEglClUTYt4/s1600/KK_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YcZtr3R8oMk/TwM9XulwETI/AAAAAAAABbw/JEglClUTYt4/s400/KK_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693461831779094834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After the tiring outings we went to, we went to Tanjung Aru beach to watch the sunset. It was beautiful, totally. We had dinner by the beach while watching the sunset. Tanjung Aru beach was a bit crowded as it was Christmas eve and people came to have dinner there. After dinner, I went to watch the Cultural Dance they had there. I have always been the most "artsy" in the family, but I suck at drawings. Lulz. So, when I heard that they had a cultural dance performance, I went straight to watch it after I was done with my meal. I found it very interesting, learning the culture of others. And the dancers were very graceful, the "warriors" even performed "menyumpit", and they ended with that dance with the bamboo sticks. Sorry I'm not quite sure the name of the dance, but it was totally interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Soon after the dinner, went to the Philippines Market to "borong" pearls. I bought some for my colleagues and a few for myself. After done with our pearl shopping, went back and slept early for our last day outing before our flight the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9z6FJCm5hLM/TwM9yydvsuI/AAAAAAAABeI/8RnxrCLuyYQ/s1600/KK_22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9z6FJCm5hLM/TwM9yydvsuI/AAAAAAAABeI/8RnxrCLuyYQ/s400/KK_22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462296675726050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mvi5iCM28VQ/TwM9yoIzrTI/AAAAAAAABeA/McDYRO-Rpoc/s1600/KK_23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mvi5iCM28VQ/TwM9yoIzrTI/AAAAAAAABeA/McDYRO-Rpoc/s400/KK_23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462293903551794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up extra early the next day, as we need to reach that place as early as possible. Yes, we're going to Mount Kinabalu! The journey took about an hour plus and as soon as we reached half of the journey, there were kabus all over. It was cooler than Genting or even Cameron Highlands. Took many pics as soon as we saw the peak of the mountain. After that, continued our journey and finally reached the entrance. Took a few photos at the lookout point and had our breakfast at the lodge they have there. Too bad they didn't have english scones as it would be a perfect combo then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cXbmLodjubM/TwM9yBFBQzI/AAAAAAAABd0/b_tk0MYFm4E/s1600/KK_24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cXbmLodjubM/TwM9yBFBQzI/AAAAAAAABd0/b_tk0MYFm4E/s400/KK_24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462283418682162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzZrsy56J1g/TwM9x-8h8MI/AAAAAAAABdo/a64QeMaKZt4/s1600/KK_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BzZrsy56J1g/TwM9x-8h8MI/AAAAAAAABdo/a64QeMaKZt4/s400/KK_25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693462282846204098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BiI_wOTgVvg/TwM-71gJ_kI/AAAAAAAABf8/w_3L7bB0cuU/s1600/KK_32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BiI_wOTgVvg/TwM-71gJ_kI/AAAAAAAABf8/w_3L7bB0cuU/s400/KK_32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693463551621594690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pd7_x4qFBak/TwM-7d1XGnI/AAAAAAAABf0/Pkw1MB4f0BQ/s1600/KK_33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pd7_x4qFBak/TwM-7d1XGnI/AAAAAAAABf0/Pkw1MB4f0BQ/s400/KK_33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693463545268083314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVpqV2pc0Fc/TwM-8GfCq1I/AAAAAAAABgE/vfm5piPMEl8/s1600/KK_31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bVpqV2pc0Fc/TwM-8GfCq1I/AAAAAAAABgE/vfm5piPMEl8/s400/KK_31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693463556180323154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qko0H4LV65w/TwM-pdLidvI/AAAAAAAABfM/b9B6HwY4Pbg/s1600/KK_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qko0H4LV65w/TwM-pdLidvI/AAAAAAAABfM/b9B6HwY4Pbg/s400/KK_27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693463235855021810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--F0pqSMnrhw/TwM-o800edI/AAAAAAAABfE/mDA0KXougUw/s1600/KK_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--F0pqSMnrhw/TwM-o800edI/AAAAAAAABfE/mDA0KXougUw/s400/KK_28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693463227169798610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u84yQ85Lo6Q/TwM-os_7SSI/AAAAAAAABew/ReJpcxXF4YY/s1600/KK_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u84yQ85Lo6Q/TwM-os_7SSI/AAAAAAAABew/ReJpcxXF4YY/s400/KK_29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693463222921414946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_vblFaYg48/TwM-oR0fxaI/AAAAAAAABeo/8MnaIV12uGI/s1600/KK_30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_vblFaYg48/TwM-oR0fxaI/AAAAAAAABeo/8MnaIV12uGI/s400/KK_30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693463215625717154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0MRkqHGC_ZY/TwM-pnkucbI/AAAAAAAABfU/eOjxBXhucDI/s1600/KK_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0MRkqHGC_ZY/TwM-pnkucbI/AAAAAAAABfU/eOjxBXhucDI/s400/KK_26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693463238645019058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that, it was time to bid farewell to Kota Kinabalu. So far, this is the most interesting local trip I've ever been. And I'm planning to go there again, this time to conquer Mount Kinabalu with my aunt and my sister, insyaAllah by end of this year. So yeah, better start going to the gym to prepare for my next expedition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ufO4jb2HYo/TwM-7fbj7BI/AAAAAAAABfk/VQdTybY3DWY/s1600/KK_34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ufO4jb2HYo/TwM-7fbj7BI/AAAAAAAABfk/VQdTybY3DWY/s400/KK_34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693463545696742418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Til then, toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-4527824369786856364?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4527824369786856364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=4527824369786856364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4527824369786856364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4527824369786856364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2012/01/kk-fun.html' title='KK Fun'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8X1DX7tIen0/TwM81KDXIYI/AAAAAAAABao/qUFeKCiUa3E/s72-c/KK_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8581976375751438391</id><published>2011-12-17T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T15:57:31.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqQl_IMfYDs/Tuw-yrbEIkI/AAAAAAAABZs/GTjRbPJHhsY/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqQl_IMfYDs/Tuw-yrbEIkI/AAAAAAAABZs/GTjRbPJHhsY/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686989469832716866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Distraught. Frantic. Disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden dismay filled my lungs and made it so hard for me to breathe. I felt so distracted that I spent the whole morning in the office, staring blankly at the screen. The flashing images of that one person that used to have that one special spot in my heart, laughing and smiling oh so sweetly with her friends, distracted me from doing my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked again at my phone. A picture posted by her friend who was half of her age, showing her and that girl both giving their 'best' pose. Who is this lady? Why did she change so drastically? What actually happened to her that lead to this? So many questions have been running through my mind and I felt nothing but plain numb. I need to get a report done to submit it by the end of the day but I couldn't get myself to focus on it. And I felt a rush of warm liquid started to fill both of my eyes and I knew I need to shake myself from thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed myself to the ladies and the warm liquid just came flowing down my cheeks. Thank God there was no one in there at that time. I looked at the mirror and I saw a weak, feeble, pathetic looking person crying her heart out and I knew I lost myself again. I promised myself time and time again that I would never ever see this weakling again. But why couldn't I hold myself together and just ignore her stupidity of destroying everything and everyone that have ever loved her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I care.&lt;br /&gt;Because I still love you and I can never throw even an inch of you from my life because you are the reason of my existence.&lt;br /&gt;Because no matter how bad our hearts you have crushed, tore and ripped apart, you have once loved and cared for us for years and we have to live in those memories to avoid from hating you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we are still here, waiting for the old you to come back to us.&lt;br /&gt;Though we are not really sure when will that time be.&lt;br /&gt;But, as long as there is a glimpse of miracle and hope in our hearts, we will still be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you want to go and enjoy life and what's left of it. I won't bother if you want to spend all your money on things for your satisfaction. As long as you show us some love and affection that we have longed for since you became a stranger to us. But the constant lying that has been happening, it's killing us. It's killing our love for you and it's crushing our trust for you. And the fact that you're shutting us out of your life makes the distance between us become more obvious and soon it will be even harder to fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiding something will get you nowhere and lying sure as hell won't make you a happier person. So go ahead do whatever you like and leave us. Soon, there will come a day when you suddenly realize your mistake and what you used to have, and you will finally come back. But don't be surprised if you can't find us anywhere because if that happens, you know that we're done waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: black;font-family:georgia;color:springgreen;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: black;font-family:georgia;color:springgreen;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8581976375751438391?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8581976375751438391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8581976375751438391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8581976375751438391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8581976375751438391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/12/distraught.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aqQl_IMfYDs/Tuw-yrbEIkI/AAAAAAAABZs/GTjRbPJHhsY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8930556473956965742</id><published>2011-12-17T13:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T15:00:40.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy  Birthday Momsy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My mom just turned 46 yesterday! But we didn't get  to celebrate her birthday yesterday since she's in Penang for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To Mama,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 46TH BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Despite everything we've been through, the ups and downs, I love you and will always do. Age gracefully and I pray that you will always be blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nLlJwHbfJUc/Tuw9eEvQUtI/AAAAAAAABZg/lCZkm8tCydk/s1600/mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nLlJwHbfJUc/Tuw9eEvQUtI/AAAAAAAABZg/lCZkm8tCydk/s400/mama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686988016339407570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mama with 1 year old me (she was 23 that time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FGnEUD1dfhQ/Tuw9d_rWYjI/AAAAAAAABZU/k7KATJWYvyQ/s1600/Grad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FGnEUD1dfhQ/Tuw9d_rWYjI/AAAAAAAABZU/k7KATJWYvyQ/s400/Grad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686988014980850226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;During my convocation in 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8930556473956965742?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8930556473956965742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8930556473956965742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8930556473956965742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8930556473956965742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday-momsy.html' title='Happy  Birthday Momsy!'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nLlJwHbfJUc/Tuw9eEvQUtI/AAAAAAAABZg/lCZkm8tCydk/s72-c/mama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8063998399500183706</id><published>2011-12-13T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T19:08:35.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Woke up this morning feeling rather groggy so I decided to skip work today. Told Yoyo that I'm not going to come for work and continued sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Spent most of the day browsing the internet to search for universities offering ACCA programme and scholarship. I'm still figuring out whether to take ACCA or MBA but it's a 60-40 so I focused on ACCA instead.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Found a few universities, preferably international since Haniza and I are planning to pursue ACCA most probably in UK. I really do hope I can get a full or partial scholarship but first I need to secure a place. Talked to my dad last week and he thought it's a great idea for me to pursue ACCA in UK. So I guess that's a green light from Dad. Now to find a university for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suraya forwarded me an email on LSBF's opening for new intake soon. So I might go and check that one out. Found a few uni but I need to discuss this with Haniza first since we decided to do this together. LSBF is quite interesting, and they got a few campuses located in UK. They also offer ACCA programme and ACCA+MBA programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRQXkwLlE6g/TucyGPcpnNI/AAAAAAAABYM/IkVfgbKjq-U/s1600/LSBF_Campus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRQXkwLlE6g/TucyGPcpnNI/AAAAAAAABYM/IkVfgbKjq-U/s400/LSBF_Campus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685568137385843922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need to do more research for more options. Sigh. It's gonna be a longggg process.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8063998399500183706?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8063998399500183706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8063998399500183706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8063998399500183706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8063998399500183706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/12/woke-up-this-morning-feeling-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FRQXkwLlE6g/TucyGPcpnNI/AAAAAAAABYM/IkVfgbKjq-U/s72-c/LSBF_Campus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2285461563547624845</id><published>2011-12-13T17:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T18:37:38.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangkor Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Had an awesome weekend last week. The siblings (except Baby Lisya) and my Aunty went to Pangkor Island for a little getaway before KK trip this coming Christmas. Left the house at 9am, we had McDonald's for breakfast and head to Lumut after that. The journey took us almost 3hours before we reached the jetty in Lumut. Parking was troublesome, but luckily we got a spot in a swift 5mins. Bought the tickets, RM10 each for two way trip, quite cheap la kan? After that, rest for a while and had lunch at one of the stalls near the jetty. The food was quite blergh and a bit pricey for a small serving of nasi goreng. But we put that aside and queued for our turn to board the ferry which would take us to the island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hPKZcRTt0C8/TuceYFsiPWI/AAAAAAAABXw/q1tI5RShyKQ/s1600/Pangkor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hPKZcRTt0C8/TuceYFsiPWI/AAAAAAAABXw/q1tI5RShyKQ/s400/Pangkor1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685546453773204834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMhBSauUv-w/TuceX8jLGRI/AAAAAAAABXk/pSbTCwomEU4/s1600/Pangkor2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMhBSauUv-w/TuceX8jLGRI/AAAAAAAABXk/pSbTCwomEU4/s400/Pangkor2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685546451318020370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Reached Pangkor 30 mins later, and we took a taxi to our hotel. Couldn't get a chalet so we settled with a hotel room. Got ourselves into the room only to find this "fella" was waiting us on the bed to welcome us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5wRzpiv9HRc/TuchE-0YrZI/AAAAAAAABYA/l33chR42jqY/s1600/Pangkor14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5wRzpiv9HRc/TuchE-0YrZI/AAAAAAAABYA/l33chR42jqY/s400/Pangkor14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685549424044453266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My aunt went straight to the reception and gave them some piece of her mind. Dah la tengah penat, and the floor was berpasir and then a dead lizard on our bed. So tah pape. Then they changed the bedsheet and swiped the floor. So after unpacking, we went for a stroll by the beach and snapped some pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFVE8JgRLZs/TuceX5AKW8I/AAAAAAAABXc/cEiUAQlidXk/s1600/Pangkor3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nFVE8JgRLZs/TuceX5AKW8I/AAAAAAAABXc/cEiUAQlidXk/s400/Pangkor3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685546450365864898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpRq63M4-t4/TuceQmTukfI/AAAAAAAABXE/jhcFjEvU4CY/s1600/Pangkor5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DpRq63M4-t4/TuceQmTukfI/AAAAAAAABXE/jhcFjEvU4CY/s400/Pangkor5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685546325088571890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZcQPVMCl38/TuceRK6PUpI/AAAAAAAABXQ/HRSCzixdpbc/s1600/Pangkor4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qZcQPVMCl38/TuceRK6PUpI/AAAAAAAABXQ/HRSCzixdpbc/s400/Pangkor4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685546334913778322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;After maghrib, went to the ikan bakar place nearby but couldn't find an empty table and then it started raining. So we went to the nearby hotel and had dinner there instead. The food was okay, but we were quite frustrated as we really wanted that ikan bakar since we got there. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S5leV3QW2ak/TuceQPWrFjI/AAAAAAAABW4/8wJfSrXGBpQ/s1600/Pangkor6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S5leV3QW2ak/TuceQPWrFjI/AAAAAAAABW4/8wJfSrXGBpQ/s400/Pangkor6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685546318926911026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMDhBbyC4vA/TuceP2qAjAI/AAAAAAAABWo/yWyNh2uxeuM/s1600/Pangkor7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMDhBbyC4vA/TuceP2qAjAI/AAAAAAAABWo/yWyNh2uxeuM/s400/Pangkor7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685546312297122818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Woke up early the next morning. Went for breakfast and it was the worst breakfast ever. The choice of food served was limited and the food wasn't that good. After that we went to the nearby sundry shop and bought bottles of mineral water and food for lunch, since we were gonna spend the whole day island hopping and snorkeling. Around 11am, we met that Pakcik Zainal who would be bringing us to Coral Island for snorkeling session. But since the tide was low so he dropped us on one of the small islands and told us that he'd picked us up later at 1pm and bring us to Coral Island. So we spent that 2 hours swimming in the ocean and playing by the beach. Memang gelap la right. Adik played with the sea cucumber. There were so many of them and it was so difficult to avoid those gamat. My aunt campak one of the sea cucumbers at my brother and he was screaming and jumping out from the sea. And there was this small boy asked my aunt "Kenapa kakak tu takut?" LOL! Kakak la pulak kan? Hahahha. Kesian Boboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpgt-oa52mY/TuccEmFqZ_I/AAAAAAAABWI/jCVQLqnDeJQ/s1600/Pangkor10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpgt-oa52mY/TuccEmFqZ_I/AAAAAAAABWI/jCVQLqnDeJQ/s400/Pangkor10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685543919847892978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozwjI34Dvi0/TucePrFE1KI/AAAAAAAABWg/ej9xwwFArO8/s1600/Pangkor8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ozwjI34Dvi0/TucePrFE1KI/AAAAAAAABWg/ej9xwwFArO8/s400/Pangkor8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685546309189424290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B6I8RnrfYN0/TuccEi9mXVI/AAAAAAAABV8/1T73vqja8yA/s1600/Pangkor11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B6I8RnrfYN0/TuccEi9mXVI/AAAAAAAABV8/1T73vqja8yA/s400/Pangkor11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685543919008767314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dc6eOg7EMbg/TuccFMAojqI/AAAAAAAABWU/xdWwRUe-TdU/s1600/Pangkor9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dc6eOg7EMbg/TuccFMAojqI/AAAAAAAABWU/xdWwRUe-TdU/s400/Pangkor9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685543930027347618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Then Pakcik Zainal picked us up and we headed straight to Coral Island. By the time we reached there, the place was flooded with people. It was so hard to snorkel with people's bums and feet shoving your face and butt. And we could only see a few fish because the place was packed and the water was a bit keruh. I hurt my feet from hitting the corals. The tide was still low so it's hard to avoid the corals. We only spent 15mins there and called the day off. So the uncle sent us back to our hotel and there goes our RM170. As soon as we arrived at the beach, it was drizzling. A boy approached us and asked if we want to take a ride on this square sofa shaped floaties tied on his boat, which he'd drive off for 2 rounds. So I said why not? I could really use a thrilling ride after the disappointment from our snorkeling session. And I was right! The ride was so awesome we couldn't do anything but laughed and screamed our lungs out as the boat pulled the huge floaties around the beach. The energy and the adrenaline rush from the ride were just what I needed to end the day on a perfect note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to the room to get some rest before dinner. Had dinner at our usual seafood restaurant near the hotel, but we had to wait hours for the food. And it was very disappointing that the butter prawns was not the usual butter prawns like we had every time we came to Pangkor. They usually served the best butter prawns I have ever tasted. After that, went to check out the karaoke place near the hotel but it was damn expensive we decided to call the night off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, took a few pictures of the beach before sunrise. Then, we head home after breakfast. Can't wait for our KK trip in 2 weeks' time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w-DPnUZ_mb0/TuccEDEG3oI/AAAAAAAABV0/QeOSp3yI0I8/s1600/Pangkor12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w-DPnUZ_mb0/TuccEDEG3oI/AAAAAAAABV0/QeOSp3yI0I8/s400/Pangkor12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685543910446128770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0hfhtDIrFk/TuccD1VZ7DI/AAAAAAAABVk/jmoK-0ChTfE/s1600/Pangkor13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0hfhtDIrFk/TuccD1VZ7DI/AAAAAAAABVk/jmoK-0ChTfE/s400/Pangkor13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685543906760584242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2285461563547624845?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2285461563547624845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2285461563547624845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2285461563547624845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2285461563547624845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/12/pangkor-fun.html' title='Pangkor Fun'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hPKZcRTt0C8/TuceYFsiPWI/AAAAAAAABXw/q1tI5RShyKQ/s72-c/Pangkor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2005645408842592521</id><published>2011-12-09T15:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T15:17:26.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m61-i9lDVS8/TuG1muG2F7I/AAAAAAAABVM/-O-rlFsFwGg/s1600/inspirations-221532182-1323227282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684023881534674866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m61-i9lDVS8/TuG1muG2F7I/AAAAAAAABVM/-O-rlFsFwGg/s400/inspirations-221532182-1323227282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*jumping frantically*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2005645408842592521?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2005645408842592521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2005645408842592521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2005645408842592521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2005645408842592521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m61-i9lDVS8/TuG1muG2F7I/AAAAAAAABVM/-O-rlFsFwGg/s72-c/inspirations-221532182-1323227282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-3163138123163172437</id><published>2011-12-08T00:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T17:21:51.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially 24!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just realized that this post was in my draft box for a while. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, turned 24 officially last Tuesday. Received so many wonderful birthday wishes from family and lovely friends, near and far, from 12am on the 6th to the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work as usual the morning of my birthday, I was surprised that many of my colleagues wished me before I found out that Hafiz told almost everyone that it was my birthday. Sheesh. Baru nak low profile tau :P Lutfi sent me to work that morning since he's bringing me out for birthday dinner later after work. Yoyo brought me to Kenny Rogers for birthday lunch, it was just the two of us, since Atiqah was on medical leave for two weeks starting that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, Lutfi picked me up and we went to OU for dinner at Seoul Garden. I was feeling slightly feverish and under the weather that day. It might look like I was being difficult and moody and all, but honestly I felt like I just want to lie on my bed at that time. But we still continued our plan and arrived at the restaurant. Lutfi took a plate of stuff to grill while I wait at the table, feeling quite better with the heat from the grill. And then all of a sudden, I saw my girlfriends approaching our table, with muka nak surprisekan the birthday girl but it's obvious that they were so tired rushing straight to OU from office after work. Surprise! I was shocked because I didn't expect them to come. Thank you girls for coming and thanks Lutfi for planning! All of a sudden I felt much better prolly because of the energy and good mood vibes coming from the girls and the bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was nice, but I couldn't eat much. So Lutfi ended up finishing most of the food. It was good to catch up with the girls and took some photos together. I still haven't got the group photo from Haniza's iPad. But here are some of the photos taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYTdsN2xdaA/Tt-jtBIBd9I/AAAAAAAABTo/jU2RRf1iKYI/s1600/24_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYTdsN2xdaA/Tt-jtBIBd9I/AAAAAAAABTo/jU2RRf1iKYI/s400/24_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683441248556382162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The grilled food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4wkuHDCbxw/Tt-jsTVewKI/AAAAAAAABTc/SDb2w2C0a9w/s1600/24_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4wkuHDCbxw/Tt-jsTVewKI/AAAAAAAABTc/SDb2w2C0a9w/s400/24_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683441236264796322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suraya, who is leaving us soon to pursue her studies in UK and Aleee who is getting thinner day by day (jealous please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jEymtuCePzE/Tt-jsGjZP0I/AAAAAAAABTQ/08XHftqIuwQ/s1600/24_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jEymtuCePzE/Tt-jsGjZP0I/AAAAAAAABTQ/08XHftqIuwQ/s400/24_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683441232833494850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks Boboe for coming even though she's having her P2 final paper the following week and Haniza, who's so busy playing Snoopy with her iPad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YlCNOJ4SrpM/Tt-jtUfpJaI/AAAAAAAABT0/LcenUS2X-9E/s1600/24_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YlCNOJ4SrpM/Tt-jtUfpJaI/AAAAAAAABT0/LcenUS2X-9E/s400/24_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683441253755725218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;And the man who planned all of the suprises, thankssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So Lutfi was telling me that they got a surprise for me so I was waiting impatiently for the suprise. That was when the "ABC" incident happened. Let's not put too much details on the incident here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there he was, handing me this large thing for me to take a look at it. So I opened and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrW4aTOfPWc/TucUV287rKI/AAAAAAAABVY/ERutRWinvhM/s1600/birthday%2Bpresent.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrW4aTOfPWc/TucUV287rKI/AAAAAAAABVY/ERutRWinvhM/s400/birthday%2Bpresent.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685535420339432610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tadaaaa! It was a picture collage of my loved ones holding out a shoutout note wishing me Happy Birthday! I was in all awe, and thanked everyone for it. And of course to Lutfi for his brilliant idea to put all of the pics together and voila, hence, the picture collage. I simply love it! Will frame it and put it on my bedroom wall. Thanks lovelies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIRqlrPHJHk/Tt-jt9zVRjI/AAAAAAAABUA/KKp_gOI0rag/s1600/001%2BCollage%2B%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LIRqlrPHJHk/Tt-jt9zVRjI/AAAAAAAABUA/KKp_gOI0rag/s400/001%2BCollage%2B%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683441264844162610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Took a few more group photos before leaving. Despite of our busy schedules, I really do appreciate so much that the girls took the time off to celebrate this special day with me. Thanks girls! I will love you to death &amp;lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So Lutfi sent me home after the dinner. I asked if I could play with his phone but he refused and I was quite pissed because of that (mengada right?). So I went on strike of not talking a single word to him until we reached my house. Saw that the lights in front of my house were not turned on, didn't suspect anything just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I opened the door and went into my house, I saw helium balloons of pink and white floating inside and there was my favourite song "A Thousand Years" playing and my adorable munchkins and bibik and Lutfi sang me Happy Birthday. Another suprise! Awhhhhhh I was about to cry I swear, because I seriously had no idea that I was in for another surprise after the dinner. Baby Lisya was singing Happy Birthday too and I kissed her all over. So cuteeee! Adik bought some slices of cake and Dad bought KFC. Adik told me that Lutfi planned this suprise as well. Thanks sayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ4v2oKbaaU/Tt-lPJ25gMI/AAAAAAAABUM/v_ISRL1NTwU/s1600/DSC_0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rQ4v2oKbaaU/Tt-lPJ25gMI/AAAAAAAABUM/v_ISRL1NTwU/s400/DSC_0075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683442934527656130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zyux5Jj1DxI/Tt-lPUfwOLI/AAAAAAAABUc/ymE1zqIMORU/s1600/DSC_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zyux5Jj1DxI/Tt-lPUfwOLI/AAAAAAAABUc/ymE1zqIMORU/s400/DSC_0081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683442937383368882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dAMvZvEOi_c/Tt-lQwS91aI/AAAAAAAABUw/R6F3c0w1W9M/s1600/DSC_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 333px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dAMvZvEOi_c/Tt-lQwS91aI/AAAAAAAABUw/R6F3c0w1W9M/s400/DSC_0087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683442962025797026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQmrzcaJ6Lo/Tt-lQnViTdI/AAAAAAAABUk/6yWZcIlaTzA/s1600/DSC_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQmrzcaJ6Lo/Tt-lQnViTdI/AAAAAAAABUk/6yWZcIlaTzA/s400/DSC_0085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683442959620656594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To the man who worked so hard to plan all of the surprises for my birthday, thank you for making me the happiest birthday girl ever and for making that day a special one for me. You're simply a Godsend, and I'll cherish those special moments we spent together. I love you *hugsies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLn35h92voY/Tt-lRk666wI/AAAAAAAABU8/rDWNc12AEts/s1600/DSC_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLn35h92voY/Tt-lRk666wI/AAAAAAAABU8/rDWNc12AEts/s400/DSC_0088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683442976152021762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-3163138123163172437?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3163138123163172437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=3163138123163172437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3163138123163172437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3163138123163172437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/12/officially-24.html' title='Officially 24!'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYTdsN2xdaA/Tt-jtBIBd9I/AAAAAAAABTo/jU2RRf1iKYI/s72-c/24_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8963022270706725721</id><published>2011-12-02T23:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T00:39:17.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone cold heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;How can you fix something which is beyond repair?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep on asking myself the same question over and over again for the past couple of months. All those yelling, calling names, blaming others are not gonna make things better. I just can't understand why is it so hard for you to realize that all this fucked up crazy shit things you've been doing lead to nowhere and you're risking the most valuable thing in your life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why why why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's just so heart wrecking to watch how drastic you have changed only in these past 3 months. My feelings were torn apart when you favour them instead of us, who used to be your favourite people in this entire planet. It's killing me inside that you keep on pushing us away when we have put our endless effort to close the gap between us and to please you, but yet we failed miserably. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;There were times when I got so mad at you, and it wasn't because I hate you. How could I ever hate you when you are someone who means the whole world to me? I admit that I have said hurtful things to you but not because I hate you, but those words came out due to my disappointment in our failures to maintain what we used to have for almost 25 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;It gets even more depressing when you keep on giving stupid excuses and illogical reasons for not spending time with us. Reasons which don't make sense only to avoid being in the same room with us. Why? Why would you want to throw us away? And you continue being in denial every time we start to discuss this with you. You never admit that you have changed in almost every aspect although I know deep down you realized what you have become. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;I pray that you will soon realize that you are throwing away your only treasure for some temporary fun. Nothing in this short-lived world is permanent. Beauty, youth, money, recognition and other worldly pleasures won't last long. In the end, your 'ibadah and deeds are the only things that matter. And not forgetting, "du'a anak untuk kedua ibubapanya". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;I will keep on praying for you, hoping that one day you'll wake up and fix the damage you have caused, acknowledge those who sincerely love you for who you really are. I pray that Allah will continue giving us patience as much as possible, granting us strength to go through this delicate phase in our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;All I want you to do is try to open your heart, even just a little, for us because I strongly believe that the power of love is greater than anything. But if you keep on pushing us away, I'm afraid that by the time you come to your senses, we won't be here waiting for you any longer. I hope you don't have to hear us say that we are done trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;We love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8963022270706725721?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8963022270706725721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8963022270706725721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8963022270706725721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8963022270706725721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/12/stone-cold-heart.html' title='Stone cold heart'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-781088248292839105</id><published>2011-12-01T00:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T01:33:12.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqJgY-ZDiZg/TtZYMG19RBI/AAAAAAAABTE/0AMrllTU338/s1600/316887_10150372901380927_624390926_8501503_770692387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqJgY-ZDiZg/TtZYMG19RBI/AAAAAAAABTE/0AMrllTU338/s400/316887_10150372901380927_624390926_8501503_770692387_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680824944993059858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This picture was taken when I was on my way to work. Okay, so it's not advisable to take pics while driving alright kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saw an Indian couple riding a motorbike, the wife was holding the square thingy tightly, that thing was probably a bit loose. There were 3 kids wearing preschool uniforms sitting on that square thingy and they were looking at the cars. The kid at the back (you can see from the picture) was staring at me the whole time. Probably wishing he was in the car instead of where he was at that time. And it broke my heart to pieces looking at this family, and compared them to myself, who wouldn't stop complaining about this and that. I felt like He sent the family to me, so that I would be more grateful with my life and what I have, which are way much more fortunate than the family in front of me. Sometimes we tend to forget the things He had given us, like the simplest thing such as food, the air we breathe, waking up in the morning. We often notice the things which we don't have, and start saying that life is unfair and continue whining and complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude shifts your focus from what your life lacks to the abundance that is already present. Always make a practice of imagining yourself losing something which you often take for granted, for example your home, job, your hearing, It's good to compare yourself with those who possess things which you lack as it builds the will to put extra effort so that you would gain what you are currently lacking. But most of us seldom or fail to do is comparing ourselves to the people who are less fortunate than us. That is why most people are not as grateful as they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you become more focused on looking things to be grateful for, you will begin to appreciate the simplest pleasures and things that you have long took for granted. Today, let's promise ourselves to bring gratitude to our everyday routine and may we find comfort in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting Meister Eckhart, "If the only prayer you say in your life is 'thank you', that would suffice".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-781088248292839105?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/781088248292839105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=781088248292839105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/781088248292839105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/781088248292839105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/12/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqJgY-ZDiZg/TtZYMG19RBI/AAAAAAAABTE/0AMrllTU338/s72-c/316887_10150372901380927_624390926_8501503_770692387_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-4533529090072355092</id><published>2011-11-30T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T00:21:31.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby comel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My sister just started her first day of work today! *yeay*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a part time job at Tiamo, a Designer Ballerina flats concept store in case any of you haven't heard of the store before. So just now she went for a whole day training at the Gardens Mall's outlet. Went to pick her up, rushed from my office with Lutfi. Adik looked so tired, kesian budak kecik tu. Hahaha. But she's extremely excited thinking of the pay she's gonna get by end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after picking her up, we went to Bangsar to grab some food before heading home. Called Dad and he happened to be around the area with his boss. So he asked us to come over BSC and have our meal there. Met his boss, who happened to be someone I'm really familiar with, and he paid for our dinner. I had spaghetti, Adik ordered calamari and fries and Lutfi had that grilled chicken with rice. There was this one gangster looking dude sitting with them at that time, and he kept on staring at us. Scary a bit lah. After dinner, went to send Lutfi back and called it a night and went straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Lisya was waiting for her dindins at home. Bought spaghetti for her, since she requested it herself. So pandai la that girl. Geram jap. She told us the maid hit her with a hanger earlier today. Hearing that, I wanted to confront the maid myself. How could someone hit a 3yo baby with a hanger, despite her being extremely naughty or not. But then I remembered how my mom had warn me that I don't have the right to scold or tegur the maid since she's not working for me but for my mom solely. So I told my brother to tell my mom exactly what my baby sis told us and let her handle the rest. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N34_nA2uyxM/TtZXohCHyHI/AAAAAAAABS0/9CjaMFHocvE/s1600/377202_10150356061490927_624390926_8439900_1486839798_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N34_nA2uyxM/TtZXohCHyHI/AAAAAAAABS0/9CjaMFHocvE/s400/377202_10150356061490927_624390926_8439900_1486839798_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680824333548111986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kesian budak kecik ni :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VWvY0I3NuWQ/TtZXoToDgaI/AAAAAAAABSs/FrK2ofJ-i8M/s1600/314444_10150368345440927_624390926_8485178_173987948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VWvY0I3NuWQ/TtZXoToDgaI/AAAAAAAABSs/FrK2ofJ-i8M/s400/314444_10150368345440927_624390926_8485178_173987948_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680824329949118882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;With my aunt, last Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-4533529090072355092?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4533529090072355092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=4533529090072355092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4533529090072355092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4533529090072355092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/baby-comel.html' title='Baby comel'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N34_nA2uyxM/TtZXohCHyHI/AAAAAAAABS0/9CjaMFHocvE/s72-c/377202_10150356061490927_624390926_8439900_1486839798_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8535962082898700804</id><published>2011-11-30T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T23:47:25.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stiffness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gahhhh so sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having  mild migraine right now and my neck is feeling kinda stiff. In need of a  good relaxing massage pronto. The whole Finance team are currently busy  with month end closing, and I spent the entire day trying to get all  the pending jobs done by end of the day. I think I've been staring at  the pc for too long, my vision's kinda blurry and my eyes look so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've  been browsing through several websites offering spa packages in  Pangkor, since I'm going there next weekend. It would be really REALLY  nice if someone treat me to a spa and massage session for my birthday  *big grin*. Lol. My neck is so bloody stiff it's not funny anymore. And  my back hurts. Haih. I think I should stop whining and be grateful  instead *mood insaf*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I have to go for a massage real quick. And Lutfi, couple spa package for honeymoon is a MUST! *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FY3MW7Dcb38/TtZPImeZxlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/JzMmn4Il858/s1600/Spa%2BVilla%2B-%2BBath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FY3MW7Dcb38/TtZPImeZxlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/JzMmn4Il858/s400/Spa%2BVilla%2B-%2BBath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680814989160072786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbeFXqt_wtg/TtZPIUaaREI/AAAAAAAABSI/7rQ18ujpqNI/s1600/malaysia_pangkor_laut_resort_spa_woman_receiving_008lit10966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbeFXqt_wtg/TtZPIUaaREI/AAAAAAAABSI/7rQ18ujpqNI/s400/malaysia_pangkor_laut_resort_spa_woman_receiving_008lit10966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680814984311489602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lddrcdV7D40/TtZPIrajYrI/AAAAAAAABSg/b3K3QA7ILeA/s1600/spa-pangkor-laut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lddrcdV7D40/TtZPIrajYrI/AAAAAAAABSg/b3K3QA7ILeA/s400/spa-pangkor-laut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680814990486102706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bestnyaaaa~ *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8535962082898700804?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8535962082898700804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8535962082898700804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8535962082898700804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8535962082898700804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/stiffness.html' title='Stiffness'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FY3MW7Dcb38/TtZPImeZxlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/JzMmn4Il858/s72-c/Spa%2BVilla%2B-%2BBath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-573262676516714718</id><published>2011-11-29T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T00:26:28.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Met an old friend just now when we're making our way to the parking lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was walking with Baby Lisya when suddenly I heard someone shouted my name. It was Ikmal! He was with his wife and siblings. So we talked for a while, still in shock, since we haven't seen each other since his wedding last couple of years. And he introduced me to his baby daughter! I was like, omg Ikmal has a daughter now! I could never, ever ever imagine in my entire life that my best friend is a father now. Gosh if only I could write on how bratty and trouble maker he was back in our schooling days. Not to forget, how popular he was among the girls back then. Maklumlah sweet talker kan? Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now, he's a proud dad and the girl just started walking. How cute is that? Met his youngest brother, Izman and his sister too. And Izman asked the cepumas question,"Bila nak kahwin?" to me. I just laughed and said I'll send them the invitation once the day arrives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, why do people have to ask that question? Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apart from that, it was a very pleasant surprise to see them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Made my day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-573262676516714718?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/573262676516714718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=573262676516714718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/573262676516714718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/573262676516714718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-stranger.html' title='Hello stranger'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-1184757010083796664</id><published>2011-11-28T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T00:06:24.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the season to be jolly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two more days to my favourite month of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes, I'm talking about December :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't wait for the long needed family vacation. Oh and of course my birthday which is coming very very soon. Tho I don't expect much but at least I have every reason to be happy on that day itself. Unfortunately I don't have the intention to apply annual leave on that day. Better save it for the trips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On my birthday week, the weekend, I'm going to Pangkor Island with my aunt and the siblings (Baby Lisya excluded) for 3days. We've planned all sorts of activities to fill in during our stay there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: arial;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMmrm7D9qZI/TtDImha_ySI/AAAAAAAABRk/1424gSyccQM/s1600/Pulau-Pangkor.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMmrm7D9qZI/TtDImha_ySI/AAAAAAAABRk/1424gSyccQM/s400/Pulau-Pangkor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679259694246381858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then on Christmas eve, the whole family will be going to KK for our annual family trip. Can't wait to indulge in cheap yummy seafood there. I haven't been to the Borneo Island before so I'm prettyyyy excited for this trip. Oh, and I really hope I could persuade my dad to let me and my aunt climb the mount kinabalu, which I doubt that I'll succeed in persuading him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And yes, I'm gonna be 24, finally! Seriously speaking, I have no expectation at all, not like the years before. It's been pretty chaotic for these past few months, and I totally understand if there'll be no dinner or any birthday celebration this year. I haven't been feeling myself too lately. I guess it's a good thing for me to lay low on this one this year, and try out a few new things on my own. Bought myself a birthday pressie yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfon2ke44mY/TtOvrZmnXjI/AAAAAAAABR8/unoaz_v7RQ4/s1600/1022522_fpx.tif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfon2ke44mY/TtOvrZmnXjI/AAAAAAAABR8/unoaz_v7RQ4/s400/1022522_fpx.tif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680076715186413106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 398px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeap, that's my baby right there. Fell in love with the smell when I got a sniff of the sample they gave me on their launching. And I know I had to get my hands on a bottle of Coach Poppy. And of course, I didn't stop there. Bought 2 pair of shoes from Charles &amp;amp; Keith, and a few tops. I wanted to buy a clutch but I just don't want to overspend and regret it later. So I'll save the clutch to next month's list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, just now we sent my sister, Niky, for a job interview at Tiamo, Sunway Pyramid. And she got the job! It's a part time thingy, considering she's gonna finish her SPM soon enough, so she's a bit too excited to earn moolahs on her own. She'll be working at Tiamo, The Curve starting next month. Congrats sayang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Til then, toodles~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-1184757010083796664?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1184757010083796664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=1184757010083796664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1184757010083796664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1184757010083796664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/tis-season-to-be-jolly.html' title='Tis the season to be jolly'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMmrm7D9qZI/TtDImha_ySI/AAAAAAAABRk/1424gSyccQM/s72-c/Pulau-Pangkor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-624998871962002848</id><published>2011-11-28T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T23:41:34.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWHruDD_iX0/TtOrbkCNi-I/AAAAAAAABRw/9lpTw6_AXu8/s1600/6405656185_b7e7a344af_z.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWHruDD_iX0/TtOrbkCNi-I/AAAAAAAABRw/9lpTw6_AXu8/s400/6405656185_b7e7a344af_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680072045062097890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The one I can be silly with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-624998871962002848?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/624998871962002848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=624998871962002848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/624998871962002848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/624998871962002848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-i-can-be-silly-with.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWHruDD_iX0/TtOrbkCNi-I/AAAAAAAABRw/9lpTw6_AXu8/s72-c/6405656185_b7e7a344af_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6769776982786662069</id><published>2011-11-26T17:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T18:44:00.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Done with my Twilight updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been postponing updates on a few recent weddings I've attended in the previous weeks. Nov 11th was the most anticipated date for most bride and grooms this year. Many of my friends chose that date for their weddings. One of them, my closest friend in Scomi, Nurul, got married and I was the maid of honor. Lutfi was the groom's pengapit, bidan terjun I might add. It was a simple wedding, attended by only family members and few close friends and colleagues from Scomi. Congrats Nurul and Azis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: arial;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0kQcdzQfC0Y/TtC9sQm17hI/AAAAAAAABRI/UTZjb5CfuKA/s1600/nurul%2Bwedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0kQcdzQfC0Y/TtC9sQm17hI/AAAAAAAABRI/UTZjb5CfuKA/s400/nurul%2Bwedding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679247698183974418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;The newly weds with her friends (Credit to Tina&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: arial;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ-L16b-mnY/TtC9sS1L1nI/AAAAAAAABRA/PJRiMsLhtdE/s1600/nurul%2Bbachelorette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sJ-L16b-mnY/TtC9sS1L1nI/AAAAAAAABRA/PJRiMsLhtdE/s400/nurul%2Bbachelorette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679247698781001330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Us, during Nurul's bachelorette dinner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The following week, attended Nizar and Shekin's wedding at Hilton Hotel in PJ. It was a lovely wedding, met many of my uni friends there. The video presentation was something different and entertaining. And the bride's wedding attire was so pretty with the headgear and all. Congrats to the both bride and groom! Too bad none of us brought our cameras so we didn't get to snap a pic or two of the newlywed. Haih. Tried to took pics using my not so canggih BB but the quality sucks because it was quite far. The only picture I have from the wedding is a picture of me and Haniza. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWio0TOGC-4/TtDBkpdlV8I/AAAAAAAABRY/pIWLBtvKPsY/s1600/319535_10150366319865927_624390926_8478617_1384418088_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sWio0TOGC-4/TtDBkpdlV8I/AAAAAAAABRY/pIWLBtvKPsY/s400/319535_10150366319865927_624390926_8478617_1384418088_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679251965463582658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 360px; " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have a few other weddings this weekend, but I don't think I would be able to make it. Sorry :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wishing all of my friends whom are getting married and those who have already got hitched, a HUGE congratulations and may happiness and Allah's blessings surround your life as you step to a whole new chapter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6769776982786662069?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6769776982786662069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6769776982786662069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6769776982786662069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6769776982786662069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/done-with-my-twilight-updates.html' title='Congrats!'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0kQcdzQfC0Y/TtC9sQm17hI/AAAAAAAABRI/UTZjb5CfuKA/s72-c/nurul%2Bwedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7434805240851313003</id><published>2011-11-26T16:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T17:57:53.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Watched Breaking Dawn last night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's indeed the best Twilight movie so far, even better than the first one. Not sure if I'm being biased, considering I've been one of those fanatic Twihards ever since Dad bought the first Twilight novel for my sister, who came running to me with the book and said "Kak, you MUST read this book!" and continued with her usual rules and regulations before reading her book etc. And yes, I fell in love with every tiny bits portrayed by Stephanie Meyer, whom I think one of the most brilliant authors ever lived. Call me loser, but that's my opinion. I immediately fell in love with Edward and still was until the movie came out and I was utterly disappointed by the casting, especially for Bella and Edward. But what's done is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Put that aside, it's Breaking Dawn that matters. I have to say, you have to watch the previous Twilight installments before you can understand and appreciate this fourth installment. The movie opens with Jacob expressing his anger and disappointment, running from home after he received the invitation to Bella and Edward's wedding. And moves to the most anticipated wedding, even much more beautiful than I have ever imagined after reading the 4th novel way before the first Twilight movie came out. And talking about the wedding, Bella's wedding dress is simple yet elegant and sexy yet modest. And who could resist Edward's charm and the love he has for Bella. The intensity of their romance reached a new level as we move to their honeymoon chapter. Bella was terrified and almost had a nervous breakdown realizing that it's gonna be her "first night" with Edward. That was so funny I laughed so hard. But the "scene" was cut, sad kejap. I want to watch how Edward tore down the bed, it's gonna be even funnier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVbuMZSVrYw/TtC2vSRgHOI/AAAAAAAABQ0/UH8xKz2E0eo/s1600/Breaking-Dawn-Movie-Honeymoon-Scene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVbuMZSVrYw/TtC2vSRgHOI/AAAAAAAABQ0/UH8xKz2E0eo/s400/Breaking-Dawn-Movie-Honeymoon-Scene.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679240053589548258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I shall stop here before spilling even more spoilers. If someone asks me what I think of the movie, I have to say that they have saved the best for last. For those Twihaters, this is a movie worth watching. I, myself, was so disappointed with the previous three installments, but I think they have made justice with this one. I'm gonna watch it again myself, maybe another 2 or 3 rounds? And I can't wait for Part 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some of my favourite quotes from the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;: No measure of time with you will be long enough. But we'll start with forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bella Swan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; "&gt;: You have to accept this for what it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; "&gt;: Because you've given me no choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Charlie Swan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;: You're ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px;"&gt;Bella Swan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; "&gt;: Yeah. Just don't let me fall, Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Charlie Swan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; "&gt;: Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;: I'll see you at the alter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px;"&gt;Bella Swan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; "&gt;: I'll be the one in white. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 18px; "&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;after Rosalie leaves the room&lt;/i&gt;] Since when are you and Blondie BFFs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Jacob has stopped the pack from hurting Renesme&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;] Jacob imprinted. They can't touch someone once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt; they have been imprinted; It's their absolute law! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="bold quote_actor" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;color:initial;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="bold quote_actor" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;color:initial;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bold quote_actor" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; font-weight: bold; line-height: 16px; color:initial;" &gt;Edward Cullen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; line-height: 16px; color:initial;" &gt;I've been waiting a century to marry you, Miss Swan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="line" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;color:initial;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="line" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; line-height: 16px; font-size:85%;color:initial;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="line" style="text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; line-height: 16px; color:initial;" &gt;&lt;span class="bold quote_actor" 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; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; font-weight: bold; color:initial;" &gt;Jacob Black: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line" 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; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline- vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; color:initial;" &gt;Imprinting on som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;eone is like... Like when you see her... Everything changes. All of a sudden, its not gravity holding you to the planet. It's her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="bold quote_actor" 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; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;Edward Cullen: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="line" 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; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; "&gt;Last night was the best night of my existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="line" style="margin-top: 0px; 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border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="line" 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; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; text-align: -webkit-auto; font-size:85%;" &gt;-Credits to &lt;a href="http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/twilight_saga_breaking_dawn/quotes/"&gt;Rotten Tomatoes&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/L0JPE202szI" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7434805240851313003?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7434805240851313003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7434805240851313003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7434805240851313003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7434805240851313003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HVbuMZSVrYw/TtC2vSRgHOI/AAAAAAAABQ0/UH8xKz2E0eo/s72-c/Breaking-Dawn-Movie-Honeymoon-Scene.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-3442732497557845778</id><published>2011-11-23T00:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T01:03:18.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One step closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rtOvBOTyX00" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I soooo can't wait to watch Breaking Dawn! And the soundtracks this time are so much better than the previous installments. Love the video :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I have loved you for a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand more"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-3442732497557845778?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3442732497557845778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=3442732497557845778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3442732497557845778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3442732497557845778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-step-closer.html' title='One step closer'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rtOvBOTyX00/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2100452480486759064</id><published>2011-11-17T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T11:52:25.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Crap! A guy walked past me just now, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;he smelled just like &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And I don't really listen to radio anymore because the songs they play are mostly depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is going to be even wayyyy harder than I thought *sigh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2100452480486759064?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2100452480486759064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2100452480486759064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2100452480486759064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2100452480486759064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/crap-guy-walked-past-me-just-now-and-he.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7580556151537812587</id><published>2011-11-17T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T11:45:12.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you like a love song Kak Nish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking time off from doing this never ending insurers' reconciliation to write something. Traffic was okay except Jalan Kuching, there was a car broke down in the middle of the lane. Kesian that guy. Reached the office at 8.50am, and had my breakfast, my colleague brought nasi goreng with telur mata and it tasted damn good. Nasi goreng cili api hijau. Yumsss. My boss is on EL today, her husband's admitted into the hospital. She looked so sad yesterday. This is his 3rd time being admitted due to stroke :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My sister's having Math papers today for SPM, got to spend some time with her to teach her on 'lines and planes' last night. Tho I think I didn't help much, but I hope you can nail it, kiddo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Mom's probably in Pahang already right now, a 3-day work trip, which doesn't really make any difference because she's barely home early lately. And Dad, he was offered a job! Alhamdulillah. Started work immediately since he's been itching to do something outdoorsy. I pray that everything will turn out well for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, Baby Lisya and I spent the night watching TV. And she said she wanted to dance so I switched to MTV and there was Selena Gomez's "Love you like a love song" playing, which coincidentally is her current fave. So she sang her lungs out and danced like nobody's business. And then she went "I, I love you like a love song Kak Nish" and repeated the lines until the end of the song. I laughed and kissed her so many times for being so adorable! That kid can sure crack a smile on anyone's faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Less than an hour before lunch, but I don't feel like eating. Probably from that heavy breakfast I just had this morning. But it's not like I've been eating much lately. Haih. I really need more distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7580556151537812587?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7580556151537812587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7580556151537812587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7580556151537812587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7580556151537812587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-love-you-like-love-song-kak-nish.html' title='I love you like a love song Kak Nish!'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6124495977781850724</id><published>2011-11-16T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:33:48.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/W-w3WfgpcGg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6124495977781850724?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6124495977781850724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6124495977781850724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6124495977781850724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6124495977781850724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/W-w3WfgpcGg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-9109658692451975764</id><published>2011-11-16T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:29:13.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have been feeling so empty. I can't smile, I even faked laughs. I can't think straight nor have I been eating proper meals and I have been crying for days. My mind wanders aimlessly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;There's a big hole here inside my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I find it hard to breathe. I can't believe I could be this weak. Feels like an addict trying to stay sober, like a beggar trying to resist free food. It feels like a part of you has gone, you just don't feel whole again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But I need to be strong and stay true to my words. I asked for this, I can't keep on doing this and running back to him and then ask for this again. It's just not fair for him. I just want him to be happy, and I know he'll be better off without me. I just know it, because he deserves to be treated way better and I know he would be happier now. I just hope that he'll find a person whom will provide him everything he ever hoped for, that I couldn't give to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have never loved anybody else as much as I love him. A 3 year relationship, is not something you could forget in one night. I know for a fact that this is what I want, that this is the real thing that I have been searching for throughout my life. But I know that my current situation doesn't permit me to go on with it. I truly believe that no matter how far our distance may be, and even if we are currently going on our separate ways, if he is the one for me as what He had planned long before our existence, we will meet again someday somehow and I hope that when that time comes, my dreams will come true, something which only he and I know, InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But as humans, we could only plan and leave the rest to fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray that this is the right decision not only for me, but for him and everybody else affected as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-9109658692451975764?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/9109658692451975764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=9109658692451975764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/9109658692451975764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/9109658692451975764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7502263963567189533</id><published>2011-11-08T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T16:11:11.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another SKA wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my girls is getting married very soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;She sent a message to usgirls last night when she broke the good news to us. Sofia's engaged! She told us that Arif proposed her a little more than a week ago and obviously she said yes! But nothing official yet because Arif's gonna meet her dad, Mr. Akwal, this weekend to do it in a proper way. But of course, she claims herself engaged already, official or not and I'm so happy for the both of youuuu, which reminds me, we're gonna be related soooooon, my future niece :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sofia and I had been arguing for as long as I could remember on who's gonna get hitched first. Of course I was a bit terasa since she's getting married soon way before me and she's gonna get the 12.12.12 date! Sigh. But put aside all of these emo crap. Honestly, I have been longing for another SKA wedding and now that Sofia's getting married soon, we have every reason to be happy and start planning soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Another engagement to look for, another bachelorette party to organize and yet another wedding to plan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Gahhhh, I'm super exciteddd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7502263963567189533?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7502263963567189533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7502263963567189533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7502263963567189533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7502263963567189533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/another-ska-wedding.html' title='Another SKA wedding!'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-5573297032974751933</id><published>2011-11-08T15:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T15:26:11.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;My mind is dozing off unconsciously and it's only 20mins past 3pm *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I have tonnes of work to be done but I just can't get my head to focus on my work. Been thinking about the never ending arguments between them, I really really hope that they'll find somewhere in their hearts to forgive each other and give themselves another chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep on telling myself over and over again, a chant I made unintentionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;InsyaAllah, things will get better one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-5573297032974751933?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5573297032974751933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=5573297032974751933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5573297032974751933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5573297032974751933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-mind-is-dozing-off-unconsciously-and.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6670440406866627593</id><published>2011-11-02T10:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:52:50.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='as the mind speaks'/><title type='text'>A ray of hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ES5gTtV2Tf4/TrCvtw4ee_I/AAAAAAAABP8/r4rSPKr5NjA/s1600/Hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ES5gTtV2Tf4/TrCvtw4ee_I/AAAAAAAABP8/r4rSPKr5NjA/s400/Hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670225131610209266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have never felt this helpless in my entire life. Never have I imagined that this is happening.&lt;br /&gt;The cracks are getting worse and it is only a matter of time til it breaks to tiny pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I want to help, God knows how much I want to fix the situation. To bring us all back to when every thing was perfect and fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how can you help someone who doesn't want to be helped?&lt;br /&gt;How could you show to that person it means the entire universe for her to just listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you make someone realize that she is going to make the biggest mistake that she will regret for the rest of her life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have done almost every thing, and yet the blame is stilll on me.&lt;br /&gt;For a minute, just put your pride aside and listen to what we want to say.&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to listen and understand that it's not gonna be the same without either one of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard for us to start over a new leaf and for once, we could stop arguing and blaming each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as there still a ray of hope, I won't stop praying and wishing that things will turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;There's not much time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6670440406866627593?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6670440406866627593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6670440406866627593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6670440406866627593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6670440406866627593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/ray-of-hope.html' title='A ray of hope'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ES5gTtV2Tf4/TrCvtw4ee_I/AAAAAAAABP8/r4rSPKr5NjA/s72-c/Hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2193426307230648141</id><published>2011-11-02T10:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:53:32.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eeek'/><title type='text'>Maximum eeekiness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Read a rather disturbing article online just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/2954310/Gran-and-grandson-to-have-baby.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Grandma and her grandson to have a baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, a granny and her 26 year old estranged grandson, started their incestuous relationship when he met Pearl, the grandma, for the first time in 2006 after tracking her down when his mother, who was Pearl's daughter, died from brain cancer. Pearl had her daughter when she was 18 and due to that her Catholic parents gave away the baby for adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pearl told a magazine in an interview, that she felt sexually alive when she first met Phil, her grandson, and made the first move on him which surprisingly was well accepted by her grandson, whom told the magazine that he had the same feelings for Pearl and "wanted to kiss her there and then".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, your grandma kot? Eeek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to add to the eekiness, they are planning to have a baby together, by paying $54k to a surrogate mother to have their baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is going crazy, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nauzubillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2193426307230648141?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2193426307230648141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2193426307230648141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2193426307230648141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2193426307230648141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/maximum-eeekiness.html' title='Maximum eeekiness!'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6757769164519319082</id><published>2011-11-02T09:19:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:54:04.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family affairs'/><title type='text'>Zoo Trip With The Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Had a fun filled time with the kids and Lutfi last weekend. Baby Lisya had been asking for us to take her to the zoo for weeks and since my parents were quite occupied with their own personal agenda, I planned our own zoo trip last Saturday. Baby was super excited when I told her that we're going to the zoo a day before that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So Saturday morning, Lutfi came with nasi lemak bungkus for breakfast before driving us off to the National Zoo. Reached there around 12 something, bought tickets and we're ready to see the animals! The weather was quite nice, sunny but not so hot and humid. It's more like sunny and windy. Perfect weather for a zoo trip. Alhamdulillah it didn't rain on that day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJ5QKE2r6BU/TrCffjw_AZI/AAAAAAAABPw/wf7UaaLbFio/s1600/zoo%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJ5QKE2r6BU/TrCffjw_AZI/AAAAAAAABPw/wf7UaaLbFio/s400/zoo%2B11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670207295384912274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woohoo! Here we go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PP0GcsR7ox0/TrCffcp6a8I/AAAAAAAABPk/H2F1v7elZno/s1600/zoo%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PP0GcsR7ox0/TrCffcp6a8I/AAAAAAAABPk/H2F1v7elZno/s400/zoo%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670207293476203458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby all set to see the animals :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AU-YJOLpkgo/TrCemZQSrsI/AAAAAAAABPU/jt6C_NDfZ_0/s1600/zoo%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AU-YJOLpkgo/TrCemZQSrsI/AAAAAAAABPU/jt6C_NDfZ_0/s400/zoo%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206313310891714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we started with our first animal, the giraffes. Baby was amazed at first, but after a minute, she was like "Okay barbie nak tengok kokodail (crocodile)". And she kept on repeating the same thing as we went on to the other animals. Lol. I'm not sure why she was really eager to see the "kokodails" tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2T4ovy-q-SE/TrCel1YRlNI/AAAAAAAABPE/DdGjyys-x2g/s1600/zoo%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2T4ovy-q-SE/TrCel1YRlNI/AAAAAAAABPE/DdGjyys-x2g/s400/zoo%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206303680697554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2hiy75X2mWk/TrCekjVL_7I/AAAAAAAABO8/9pTJdnsMKr0/s1600/zoo%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2hiy75X2mWk/TrCekjVL_7I/AAAAAAAABO8/9pTJdnsMKr0/s400/zoo%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206281656041394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The "blue-peacock-lookalike-kinda-bird"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UrpmgZcoZUU/TrCej3cMRLI/AAAAAAAABOs/yBg1tBxVfa4/s1600/zoo%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UrpmgZcoZUU/TrCej3cMRLI/AAAAAAAABOs/yBg1tBxVfa4/s400/zoo%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206269874259122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks love &amp;lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gv_wJEdp1kQ/TrCejfr5zwI/AAAAAAAABOg/oqKf0Jaze0U/s1600/zoo%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gv_wJEdp1kQ/TrCejfr5zwI/AAAAAAAABOg/oqKf0Jaze0U/s400/zoo%2B6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206263497707266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy kids, including the one with the white shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cshnl_x3ncM/TrCeaMW3KvI/AAAAAAAABN8/lCa-8s6RCOw/s1600/zoo%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cshnl_x3ncM/TrCeaMW3KvI/AAAAAAAABN8/lCa-8s6RCOw/s400/zoo%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206103690357490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9a6Rys_LnZU/TrCeY11JEmI/AAAAAAAABNw/m1FCJ2_g1Qs/s1600/zoo%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9a6Rys_LnZU/TrCeY11JEmI/AAAAAAAABNw/m1FCJ2_g1Qs/s400/zoo%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206080463475298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby and Niky while waiting for the animal show to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWhx9Mhe80Q/TrCeYJRR5xI/AAAAAAAABNk/56hexVZIb58/s1600/zoo%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XWhx9Mhe80Q/TrCeYJRR5xI/AAAAAAAABNk/56hexVZIb58/s400/zoo%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206068501899026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Muka happy dapat pink kitty cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bwTTU1n-p8/TrCeX7GTSyI/AAAAAAAABNY/KB7r2m115iI/s1600/zoo%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stt3n8pD_Uw/TrCea5BIN2I/AAAAAAAABOI/nKO5llSryZ8/s1600/zoo%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-stt3n8pD_Uw/TrCea5BIN2I/AAAAAAAABOI/nKO5llSryZ8/s400/zoo%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206115678795618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally a pic of me and my precious baby sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ended our zoo trip at 4ish. Muka semua dah nak half dead, but still happy. I felt so tired nearing the end of our trip, but looking at Baby's happy satisfied face was priceless. After that, we went to KLCC to get our late lunch at the food court. I had been craving for the spaghetti bolognese, the best I have ever tasted so far, for such a long friggin time. I think the last time I had that spaghetti was during fasting month last year. After had our lunch, brought the kids jalan-jalan around KLCC before heading back. In the car, Niky asked Lutfi if he could drive around KL so that she could snap some scenery and building pictures for her portfolio. So we spent almost an hour driving around KL, which most of the time being stuck in traffic jam. Baby Lisya was super tired, she fell asleep straight after I gave her bottle of warm milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bwTTU1n-p8/TrCeX7GTSyI/AAAAAAAABNY/KB7r2m115iI/s1600/zoo%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5bwTTU1n-p8/TrCeX7GTSyI/AAAAAAAABNY/KB7r2m115iI/s400/zoo%2B12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670206064697756450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6757769164519319082?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6757769164519319082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6757769164519319082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6757769164519319082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6757769164519319082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/11/zoo-trip-with-kids.html' title='Zoo Trip With The Kids'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJ5QKE2r6BU/TrCffjw_AZI/AAAAAAAABPw/wf7UaaLbFio/s72-c/zoo%2B11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-863672848500694225</id><published>2011-10-24T13:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:54:21.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family affairs'/><title type='text'>To Dad, with love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kereta buat perangai today. Was on my way to work when I heard the "slapping" sound as I accelerated. Stopped by the road, and checked if any of the tyres were flat but every thing was okay. So I continued driving and there was the slapping sound again. So, I went back home and called my colleague to tell my boss that I'm taking EL today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good that I didn't go to work today. Mom was loading up her stuff into the car, with her staff. Dad helped, I looked at him and my mind brought me to our conversation last night. After that, went out for breakfast with Dad and my sister at Lotus. Had roti telur, been quite a while since I last had breakfast out with Dad. Somehow, my heart told me that I should really treasure that moment. Not that I took for granted before this, but I know that things are not gonna be the same after this. No matter how many times he stressed out that nothing's gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Dad, it has always been me and him since I was a kid. I was the only child for 7years before my sister was born. I would always prefer him than my mom. I was his little girl, well I think I still am although he has another 2 more little girls in his life right now, my two younger sisters. But whenever I have the chance to be alone with him, I would make full use of it, because I love my Dad so damn much and it kills me when he's hurt and not happy, especially because of other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad's a tough guy, he's a fighter. I have seen with my own eyes how he struggled for survival, with people trying to bring him down and despised him. He secluded himself, and he rose back again. Because nothing can break his determination to fight and give a good life to his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think no one would understand my feelings for my Dad, it's not something ordinary. It's something which is more than beyond ordinary. It's so easy to love a man like him, there's nothing not to love about him. And I'm not saying this because he's my Dad. I'm saying this because if happen to have the chance to get to know him, look through his eyes, and you'll see a determined, loving father he is, and soon you'll see the qualities which I have seen throughout the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Papa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are indeed the greatest guy and the most loving, passionate father I have ever wished for. Thank you for always being there for us, through thick and thin, for raising us to become the person we are today. We are nothing without you. I just want you to know, even if things are going to be different after this, I will always love you no matter what, and the feelings will grow no matter where you gonna be, and where I'm gonna be. You're a fighter, but sometimes, as you said to me, some actions should be done to avoid any future losses. I will never blame you for any of this. You have done your best and whenever you feel down and about to give up, just look over your shoulder and that's where we'll be. Standing behind you, supporting you all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, and you will always be my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-863672848500694225?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/863672848500694225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=863672848500694225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/863672848500694225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/863672848500694225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/10/to-dad-with-love.html' title='To Dad, with love.'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-3555393544792345447</id><published>2011-10-22T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:54:47.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='as the mind speaks'/><title type='text'>Respect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It's just still so effin hard to believe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess I saw it coming, but not this soon. Why can't she just admit that she's wrong? Does she really think by deleting the evidence, she could just pretend nothing happened and continue living her life? I have never ever felt such disappointment, like a blade cutting my heart into pieces. You have no idea what you have done and I guess your ego is way bigger than your head, that you could still act so innocent and still put the blame on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bad news. I am way smarter than you, a thousand steps ahead of you. But I can't blame you, probably you're still having the time of your life, painting the town red, and enjoying all the compliments showered by your "friends", whom you would rather spend time with than us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will never forgive you for what you have done to him. Yeah, you might say, who am I to judge? I just want you to realize what has been happening right now. I just want you to acknowledge that you caused so many heartaches, and you are the reason I have been sleeping with tears running on my cheeks every night, and it's getting worse day by day. For just this one time, I want you to put your ego aside and give him the respect that he deserves, which you have failed miserably to provide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am speaking out of disappointment. Of all your lies, the world class acting you have shown us for all these years. I pray that you will realize what you've done before it's too late. Before the situation becomes unfixable. In the name of God, I love you so very much, but please don't make it even harder for me to show you how much I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;Don't push us away, because if you keep pushing us, I'm afraid we can't find our way back and you'll lose us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's nothing much I could do to fix this, except Du'a. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-3555393544792345447?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3555393544792345447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=3555393544792345447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3555393544792345447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3555393544792345447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/10/respect.html' title='Respect'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-4535359153962599134</id><published>2011-10-20T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:32:07.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="500" height="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/v_yTphvyiPU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I can listen to this over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-4535359153962599134?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4535359153962599134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=4535359153962599134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4535359153962599134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4535359153962599134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-can-listen-to-this-over-and-over.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/v_yTphvyiPU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-5043780332020123006</id><published>2011-10-20T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:21:34.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Just came back from a short training conducted by my boss, related to Front Line Reconciliation. Well actually it's not compulsory to Finance team, but since my assistant manager so kecoh and asked me to join even after she saw that I was in the middle of doing something, so I just joined in the training. Nothing much about the training, since it's actually focusing on educating the brokers. Then, came to the Case Study section, and my boss used my August reconciliation as an example. I felt overwhelmed when she complimented my work, telling everyone that it's the most direct and comprehensive reconciliation so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Until she credited my other colleague who was assisting her at that time for MY WORK! And the best part is, my colleague just sat there and took the credits without shame. I was sitting there, right in front of her, and she knew for a fact that I was the one who did the recon. No wonder they had been pushing me to complete my recon and investigate all the outstanding items! I swear I was about to leave the training room immediately after that but it would only make me look like a fool so I decided to just stay put in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Seriously, I don't expect any credits or compliments for the jobs that I've done, no matter how excellent it was done. But, giving credits to someone who certainly doesn't deserve any, especially for my work, it is utterly intolerable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Great! As if this week isn't bad enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-5043780332020123006?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5043780332020123006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=5043780332020123006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5043780332020123006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5043780332020123006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-came-back-from-short-training.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8844026543073118171</id><published>2011-10-20T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:21:56.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I have never been that type of person who thinks deeply, about almost anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Things have been pretty rough lately, I can't believe the only place where I find solace lately, is the office. Of all places, I still find it hard to digest. Work is the only place where I can just forget about every thing that's been happening, even for 8 hours, and I don't have to feel guilty of anything. That's probably the reason I've been staying back late at work, before going straight back home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;But, I'm thankful for all the tests and challenges as it finally helped me to realize something which I have neglected for years. Thank you for every thing. I really hope that this change is permanent and I would be strong enough to hold up these new life principles in the long run, InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Now, I just need to figure out the best way to explain and sort things out with that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8844026543073118171?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8844026543073118171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8844026543073118171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8844026543073118171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8844026543073118171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/10/light.html' title='Light'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-3996279912402936123</id><published>2011-10-14T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T17:12:40.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It's FRIDAYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Just came back from lunch with insurer and colleagues at Tugu View, near the National Monument at Lake Gardens. I let the kakaks to do the ordering, and they ordered almost 7 dishes. The food was delicious! We had daging asam pedas, ayam kampung goreng, gulai rebung, siput sedut masak gulai lemak cili api, sayur sawi goreng, ulam-ulaman, and some goreng-goreng stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Unhealthy, yes but satisfaction guaranteed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;When I reached there, saw a very familiar face having lunch with her colleague. Well surprise surprise, it's Haniza! She was having lunch with her manager but she was about to leave by then. She did look tired, guess from all the travelling and workload. Haih so kesian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It was my first lunch appointment since I started working here. Discussed about work related stuff and some office stuff. Makes it easier for me to clear up all the outstanding issues in my reconciliation list later on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't wait to go homeeeeee :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-3996279912402936123?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3996279912402936123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=3996279912402936123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3996279912402936123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3996279912402936123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-fridayyyy-just-came-back-from-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8503532866152099941</id><published>2011-10-11T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T18:32:30.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to ponder on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Still at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to the ladies just now and phew it stinks. Well, the toilet doesn't have such pleasant smell usually, but this time around, it spells &lt;strong&gt;DISGUSTING!&lt;/strong&gt; There are only two small cubicles and one of them has a sanitary bin. Apparently, some uncivilized morons stuffed tissue papers into the sanitary bin, and they didn't even throw it properly. They just "selitkan" dekat tepi bin tu and when the tissue paper dah makin banyak so the lid is left opened and that's where the stinking smell came from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Read: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SANITARY BIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Not trash bin or dust bin or waste bin okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;And even if you're too lazy to throw your tissue paper into the waste bin (which has been provided under the sink outside the cubicle), lift the lid and throw the tissue paper into the sanitary bin properly. The problem with sanitary bins, the cleaners from the disposal company come twice a week, so takkan la nak tunggu another one whole day with that awful smell kan? Please be courteous and think of others. It's not all about the smell, it's unhygienic too. Imagine gazzilions bacterias swarming around the toilet from the waste dumped into the sanitary bin. Gross. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some people can be totally ignorant of the consequences of their actions to others and also to themselves. Treat others how you want to be treated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8503532866152099941?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8503532866152099941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8503532866152099941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8503532866152099941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8503532866152099941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/10/something-to-ponder-on.html' title='Something to ponder on'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8475959381454590282</id><published>2011-10-11T15:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T17:03:04.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s Tuesday. Still a long way ahead before the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have submitted most of my monthly reports to my boss. After I’m done with the monthly reports, I’ll be busy with the quarterly reports and then reconciliations. Blergh. Accounting is a very routine job and it’s important for me to think positively or otherwise I’ll easily get bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay enough about work. On a brighter note, I have settled all of my credit card debts. Woot woot! And I’ve terminated one of them, keeping the other one for emergency, and by that I mean REAL emergency. I’m grateful that I’ve learned the value of money this early. I’m proud to say that I’m now sober from my shopping addiction and starting a new healthier lifestyle. Good riddance plastic money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662143675375943106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s4DJkmynmFM/TpP5rGYB_cI/AAAAAAAABMs/O_RlhrVEG5U/s400/credit-card-cutup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saw some of my juniors attended their convocation last weekend. Remind me of my convocation 2 years back. Definitely one of my proudest achievements in life, and I’m glad that I got the opportunity to share it with my loved ones. Except Lutfi, who was already on duty at that time. The proud faces of our parents, the joy and laughter of the graduates after getting their scrolls – gah, if only I could turn back time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh crap, it’s only 3pm. Another 2 and a half more hours to go. My boss hasn’t finished reviewing my reports yet. Haih. And this Java Chip Frap I had after lunch is making me hyper lah pulak kan. I feel like giving everyone in the office a hug. Boleh? Lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8475959381454590282?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8475959381454590282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8475959381454590282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8475959381454590282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8475959381454590282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s4DJkmynmFM/TpP5rGYB_cI/AAAAAAAABMs/O_RlhrVEG5U/s72-c/credit-card-cutup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-4752016882029023501</id><published>2011-10-03T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T00:01:48.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIGHlarious</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 550px" width="550" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NlnnAclK1fA?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NlnnAclK1fA?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="550" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My sister, &lt;a href="http://nikaay.blogspot.com"&gt;Niky&lt;/a&gt;, showed me some funny videos of Rambo alih bahasa, but I can only share the last part of the video here. But you've got to watch the first and second part, a MUST! Guarantee pecah perut, confirm!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-4752016882029023501?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4752016882029023501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=4752016882029023501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4752016882029023501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4752016882029023501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/10/highlarious.html' title='HIGHlarious'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-5588153539613254362</id><published>2011-09-30T09:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T11:13:16.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Met Your Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been posting up merepek stuff, I forgot the most important thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Thursday, Lutfi brought me to have dinner with his mom, for the first time. I feel super skittish and worried of what she would think of me. I even prepared lines of probable dialogues which I finally scratched out after finding it preposterous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So we met at Muhibah Restaurant in Kg Penchala, dinner cum iftar for his mom. I imagined the worst of the worst but alhamdulillah everything went well and this whole thing proved that I am, yet again, an overly paranoid cow. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;But, I wouldn't have nailed it without him, sitting beside me giving his full support, trying to calm me down throughout the whole dinner. Hahaha. I love you long time sayang. And after hearing the feedback from his mom through him of course, my heart fluttered here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Phase 1 - ACCOMPLISHED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Phase 2 - ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Soon :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-5588153539613254362?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5588153539613254362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=5588153539613254362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5588153539613254362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5588153539613254362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-i-met-your-grandma.html' title='How I Met Your Grandma'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2637700929249039720</id><published>2011-09-30T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:45:52.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Slept at 3am last night after forcing myself to sleep with my maid's voice in the background talking to the boyfriend. Not sure what time she went to sleep. Not like I care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost everyone in the office is wandering around talking among themselves. This is a common situation you'll see on Fridays, well at least in my office. And then they'll return to their places and continue with their work for 20-30minutes and then they'll start walking around and gossiping with each other. The environment is very the makcik, I must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cakap orang padahal sama je? Well at least I don't go walking around. Nak 'rehat' pun kena la pandai right? We go virtual, people! IM lah. Sigh. These people should really learn how to fully utilize the tech facilities provided by the company. But don't go overboard until they decide to take back the priviledge lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay I know I'm starting to merepek now. I'm boreddddddd. Haven't received any stupid forwarded emails from Suraya just yet, the only thing that has been keeping me sane throughout the days of working, besides emails from Lutfi. Later at noon, we're gonna go to one of our colleagues' house in Batu Caves for lunch. She's having an open house. See, who says you can't throw an open house even if Raya dah habis? Weeeee~ Good food makes people happy! And by the time we reach the office it's gonna be like 2.30 - 3.00pm. Buat kerja sikit and then helloooooo weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, I think I shall continue focusing on my recon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a good Friday people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2637700929249039720?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2637700929249039720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2637700929249039720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2637700929249039720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2637700929249039720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/09/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2056785745964395050</id><published>2011-09-30T01:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T01:46:33.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maid angau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, don't tell me that I didn't try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went into my room, was trying to get some sleep but my maid, who happens to share the same bedroom as I am, is on the phone with her nth boyfriend. Talking oh so loudly, I can't barely listen to my own thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Arghhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gonna be one helluva attractive walking zombie tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2056785745964395050?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2056785745964395050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2056785745964395050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2056785745964395050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2056785745964395050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/09/maid-angau.html' title='Maid angau'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7614962422636588519</id><published>2011-09-30T01:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T01:47:04.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ariff's 25th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can't believe it's Friday already! Yippeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Just finished watching HIMYM season 7. But I'm not really sleepy yet. I think the effects from the supplement are kicking in. Finally! But I'll just try get myself to sleep after posting this one up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last Sunday night, Haniza threw a birthday party for Ariff at Sahara Tent, Shah Alam Mall. Since Lutfi couldn't make it, I decided to bring my brother along. And Baby Lisya was complaining to me that she was bored staying at home with no one to play with. So I asked my mom if I could bring her too. And thank God, my mom gave the green light even though she was a bit reluctant at first.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So almost every one was there. Baby was a bit too shy, the poor girl had to close her eyes for the whole 15mins (maybe sebab takut dekat Akemal kot :P). And then the birthday boy (or should I say man?) came with the party planner (and almost pooper as well), muka suprised jugak lah. Not sure if he faked it or he was really surprised. Lol. The food was not bad. I had a different experience when I came there with my family for dinner. The food sucked. Probably I ordered the wrong, bad tasted dish. Even Baby ate a lot that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And, Haniza pre ordered a teddy bear-like cake, wearing a red jersey, which was supposed to be the jersey of The Reds, numbered 25. And the cutest thing was, the bear had a pair of spectacles on! So Ariff :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After all of us had our cake, we took some pics and guess who decided to stop by? Mr. Boyfriend! Lutfi dropped by to check on the Baby and I (since my mom called him after I didn't pick up the phone which was in my handbag, 10 missed calls please!). So sweet! Thanksssss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ5Juvd6dmk/ToSpOnvFMrI/AAAAAAAABMM/ZYOh55q_iz0/s1600/pic1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ5Juvd6dmk/ToSpOnvFMrI/AAAAAAAABMM/ZYOh55q_iz0/s320/pic1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Muka penat baru balik from Negeri Sembilan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQBbVN3J76k/ToSpPYl6lWI/AAAAAAAABMQ/HtUMZDC-ik4/s1600/pic2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aQBbVN3J76k/ToSpPYl6lWI/AAAAAAAABMQ/HtUMZDC-ik4/s320/pic2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Birthday boy reading his birthday card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2umkazViw_0/ToSpP6TkGLI/AAAAAAAABMU/CEuJtFqQO4g/s1600/pic3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2umkazViw_0/ToSpP6TkGLI/AAAAAAAABMU/CEuJtFqQO4g/s320/pic3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Us without Haniza who was taking this picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQUFUA9O99E/ToSpQRA5vOI/AAAAAAAABMY/McRPtzl56Mk/s1600/pic4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQUFUA9O99E/ToSpQRA5vOI/AAAAAAAABMY/McRPtzl56Mk/s320/pic4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ariff's birthday cake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy Birthday Ariff! Happy turning 25 on 25th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ps: Kahwin cepat please? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7614962422636588519?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7614962422636588519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7614962422636588519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7614962422636588519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7614962422636588519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/09/ariffs-25th.html' title='Ariff&apos;s 25th'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ5Juvd6dmk/ToSpOnvFMrI/AAAAAAAABMM/ZYOh55q_iz0/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2039903287980292779</id><published>2011-09-29T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T21:58:34.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I've abandoned the blog for such a long time i feel like a 'sinner'. Sorry, been too caught up with work and family stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Family's out for dinner. I'm on a strict diet, well for now. So I decided to stay home and catch up on things etc. Been extremely tired I feel like an old woman with 7 kids! Exaggerating tak? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, together with my extended family, we went to Kg. Lenggeng in Negeri Sembilan as rombongan bertunang on behalf of pihak lelaki for my cousin, Nik Zakiuddin. He's my age and I couldn't believe when he told me he's getting engaged when we met in Kelantan for Hari Raya. He's one of my closest cousin and he used to teach me tai chi and IT stuff when we're kids. And now he's engaged! And his fiance's a cutie too :) Pandai pilih ye? Haha. Congrats Zaki and Zakiah! *See, nama pun dah dekat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have several wedding invitations to attend really soon. But I don't think I can attend them all. So to those who are getting married, a hugeeeeee congratulations to the married and soon-to-be married couples and may you have blessed matrimony and the happy ever after you have always been longing for. 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href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/09/ive-abandoned-blog-for-such-long-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-1003768044607376852</id><published>2011-08-19T14:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T14:16:20.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Was clearing up my inbox when I found an email from him which he sent to me a month ago, with a poem :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Loving a sailor is a high price to pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Loving him truly is hard when he's away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its being alone with nothing to hold, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its being young, yet feeling so old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its having him whisper his love for you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;its whispering back that you love him too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;There comes a kiss and a promise for more, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;as his ship slowly pulls away from the shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Reluctantly, painfully, letting him go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;While your insides are dieing from wanting him so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Watching him leave with eyes full of tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Standing alone with your hopes, dreams, and fears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its sending a letter with the stamp upside down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To a far away love in a far away town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Days go by slowly, how many have passed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Then suddenly you realize its here at last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember he's thinking of you everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;He's sad and he's lonely while so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So love him and miss him and hold your head high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Be strong and have faith, wipe that tear from your eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Your man is a seafarer, like that old ancient trader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Its a high price to pay for loving a sailor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks sayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-1003768044607376852?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-5106718394045318934</id><published>2011-08-09T17:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T17:52:59.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I had gastric this morning, so decided to take MC today. But alhamdulillah the gastric wasn't so bad so I still can continue fasting today. Messaged L to tell him that I was having gastric at that time and he offered to drive me to the clinic. So he came around 11 and took me to the clinic and then stayed at my house for a while to play with Baby Lisya. I just love watching them play together. Baby adores him, like to the max. She would ask me almost everyday when L is coming over to play with her. It's really important for her to be able to accept the guy whom I will be marrying, insyaAllah. And also for the guy to accept her as I will be most likely to raise her and she will be my responsibility in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d7NNZCmTRjE/TkEDWZOdq8I/AAAAAAAABMA/SUbWvLpJdVA/s1600/baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d7NNZCmTRjE/TkEDWZOdq8I/AAAAAAAABMA/SUbWvLpJdVA/s400/baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638791891708128194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alhamdulillah so far everything is going on well. Here's wishing to long lasting happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSK2N093YBA/TkEDWzZVsvI/AAAAAAAABMI/ug74Jl9jJDk/s1600/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oSK2N093YBA/TkEDWzZVsvI/AAAAAAAABMI/ug74Jl9jJDk/s400/h.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638791898733064946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-5106718394045318934?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5106718394045318934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=5106718394045318934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5106718394045318934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5106718394045318934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/08/little-things.html' title='The Little Things'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d7NNZCmTRjE/TkEDWZOdq8I/AAAAAAAABMA/SUbWvLpJdVA/s72-c/baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2869858487997130840</id><published>2011-08-09T06:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T17:54:50.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm excited, he's cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He's happy, I'm not in the mood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;How can I make things right as it was before. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;NH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2869858487997130840?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2869858487997130840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2869858487997130840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2869858487997130840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2869858487997130840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-excited-he-cold-he-happy-i-not-in.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6737609138707627052</id><published>2011-08-08T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T12:03:16.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I found an interesting article which wrote on a ‘fascinating’ belief, well at least for men, which takes place during the Hungry Ghost month. As most of us know, for many Chinese, this particular month is considered unlucky as they believe that the Hell Gate opens throughout the month, allowing ghosts to return to our world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minority tribe in China, known as The Yi, has their own way to celebrate this month. The Yi people who are still single, will head to the streets to celebrate the Breast Touching Festival. Yes, you read it right. The festival, known as Monai Jie, takes place on the 14th, 15th and 16th of the month. During this festival, the men are allowed to touch the women’s breasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legend has it that the festival began around the Sui Dynasty when most of the teenagers of the Yi tribe were forced into the army and many of them died in war. The people then performed prayers to honor the dead and was held in the seventh month, the Hungry Ghost month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the shamans, the dead were in an unrest state because they had not touched a woman before. Therefore, they wanted 10 “pure and untouched” ladies as their companions in the afterworld. In an effort to prevent them from being chosen, the single women then asked the men to touch their breasts, and the custom was passed down for generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, but true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6737609138707627052?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6737609138707627052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6737609138707627052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6737609138707627052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6737609138707627052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-found-interesting-article-which-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-155318504719255126</id><published>2011-08-08T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:42:00.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeay! Now I can post to my blog directly from my BB! So ketinggalan. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent by Maxis from my BlackBerry® smartphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-155318504719255126?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/155318504719255126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=155318504719255126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/155318504719255126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/155318504719255126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/08/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2805511926806083141</id><published>2011-08-08T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:39:26.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s Monday. I’m currently at work. The office is half empty. Ramai malas nak pergi kerja kot. Haih. Leaving me counting down to 5.30pm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Six months. I’ve been working here for six months officially today. So now I’m waiting for my confirmation from the CFO. Weehooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s also been a week of Ramadhan. So far, everything seems okay Alhamdulillah. Yesterday we went to my Aunt’s place to buka with my grandma. Had fish head curry and butter prawn and some other dishes. Sedap hokayyy. Missed yesterday’s terawih. Was too tired after iftar. This weekend we’re gonna go shopping for raya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lutfi bought me a Guess handbag. I guess my old handbag looks too worn out that he bought me a new one. Lol. Thanks love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2805511926806083141?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2805511926806083141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2805511926806083141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2805511926806083141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2805511926806083141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/08/monday-morning.html' title='Monday Morning'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-5351133766152878035</id><published>2011-07-22T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T16:06:32.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday oh Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; write this one down before I forget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of tallying my insurer’s recon, I got a call from my admin officer. She was asking for my help with a simple math problem, percentage. So I helped her, explained to her how to calculate it out. Then she told me usually she’d ask another colleague of mine on this particular question as well. I ignored her story and continued explaining. Then after done explaining, she went like, “Correct ah? You sure ah? How come I don’t trust you wan?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speechless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just slammed the phone down. You don’t ask someone and tell em that you think his/her explanation is bullshit. Even if you think the answer given is kinda funny, you don’t go and tell that person “How come I don’t trust you wan?” Bodoh! Such a waste of time helping out a rude, retarded ah so. And then she called me again and ‘informed’ me that I can actually press the percentage button on the calculator and still get the same answer. Like I care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this company has the weirdest people you could ever&lt;/span&gt; imagine. Psychos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-5351133766152878035?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5351133766152878035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=5351133766152878035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5351133766152878035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5351133766152878035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/07/friday-oh-friday.html' title='Friday oh Friday'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7864491371054115816</id><published>2011-06-06T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:16:30.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UuA3mDHEbTk" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7864491371054115816?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7864491371054115816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7864491371054115816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7864491371054115816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7864491371054115816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UuA3mDHEbTk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8892946197354007077</id><published>2011-05-30T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:40:42.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUYkRPRwt6U/TePIc1CyA8I/AAAAAAAABL0/Z0B_5mYWePw/s1600/haniza%2Band%2Bhanis.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to Haniza's house today after work. Wanted to meet her mom, the last time I saw her was years back and I just felt like I had to see her today. So picked up Haniza and we went back to her house. Haniza was a bit sick, she felt nauseous. Kesian my baby :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy to see Aunt Yan, she hasn't change a lot. Still the same 'crazy' Aunt Yan to me. As usual, we joked around and laughed like mad. It feels so good to be surrounded by people whom you are familiar with. I'm so used to Haniza's family, the warm welcome, makes me feel so comfortable around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed with every thing God has given to me. Although I tend to complain a lot, I have so many things to be thankful for. And one of the blessings was the day when I met my best friend, Haniza. Because not only I got myself a friend for life, but also another family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho I doubt she'll read this entry, I love you missy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUYkRPRwt6U/TePIc1CyA8I/AAAAAAAABL0/Z0B_5mYWePw/s1600/haniza%2Band%2Bhanis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUYkRPRwt6U/TePIc1CyA8I/AAAAAAAABL0/Z0B_5mYWePw/s400/haniza%2Band%2Bhanis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612549958234407874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8892946197354007077?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8892946197354007077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8892946197354007077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8892946197354007077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8892946197354007077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/05/went-to-hanizas-house-today-after-work.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iUYkRPRwt6U/TePIc1CyA8I/AAAAAAAABL0/Z0B_5mYWePw/s72-c/haniza%2Band%2Bhanis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-640410528500018132</id><published>2011-05-30T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:55:10.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Sailor's coming home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Boyfie's coming back on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;14th next month&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;! Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-640410528500018132?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/640410528500018132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=640410528500018132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/640410528500018132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/640410528500018132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/05/mr-sailors-coming-home.html' title='Mr. Sailor&apos;s coming home'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-5927730773336012713</id><published>2011-05-30T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:48:57.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding of Atiqah &amp; Nasrul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Attended the wedding of my closest friend in SDL this afternoon. Atiqah's finally started a new chapter, got married to her now husband, whom she dated for a year. I was enthralled by her love story, been out from a 6-year relationship and was introduced to Nasrul by a mutual friend. After going out for a couple of times as friends when he proposed her. The wedding was done after a year they've met. I'm not sure if I can be so spontaneous like that but she said to me, once you've met the right guy, you just know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was almost in tears when I saw her just now. She looked amazing, with the lavender dress. I looked from far, she moved with poise and walked gracefully, well that was before she found us. After that, she's Atiqah again. Perangai so tak senonoh, I had to remind her that she's the bride before she calmed herself down. Omg she's so funny I love her to bits. I had fun teasing Nasrul as well. We met couple of times, he's a cool guy I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Atiqah and Nas, may your wedding marks the start of something beautiful. Have a blessed life and I can't wait to be an auntie pleaseeeee? Heee. Love love. Can't wait to meet Atiqah after this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHhzZmX33JU/TeKGuiCfFwI/AAAAAAAABLs/mQrSaGQSELA/s1600/IMG_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHhzZmX33JU/TeKGuiCfFwI/AAAAAAAABLs/mQrSaGQSELA/s400/IMG_0467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612196219626395394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Congrats love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-5927730773336012713?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5927730773336012713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=5927730773336012713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5927730773336012713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5927730773336012713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/05/wedding-of-atiqah-nasrul.html' title='Wedding of Atiqah &amp; Nasrul'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NHhzZmX33JU/TeKGuiCfFwI/AAAAAAAABLs/mQrSaGQSELA/s72-c/IMG_0467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-3840392782408172351</id><published>2011-05-30T00:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T01:27:15.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haniza's Quarter to Century</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  ;font-size:85%;" &gt;Such a great weekend to end the month of May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Celebrated Haniza's 25th birthday on Saturday. Went for lunch at Empire and then disco skating, which I hurt myself really bad, at Subang Avenue. Cool ambiance and they played really cool disco songs. But I can't skate even to save my life, hate to say this. Blergh. Boe was surprised by these couple of kids and she tripped herself and hit me so I fell on my bum before Boe hit my bum with her roller skates. Ouch, I know. My bum's still swollen really bad right now. But it was a fun experience for me. Lunch was fun, it's been a while since we all last got together. Besides the girls; Akemal, Rhaiz and Aishah Aliah joined us too. Well, the theme was previously set as colourful but all turned up with orange and blue dominating the crowd. Aishah brought colourful helium balloons and Murni baked a cream cheese red velvet cake, super yummy. Birthday girl looked so pretty and happy. It was a fun filled day for all of us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5pvuk3uLPQ4/TeJ_dK3pnyI/AAAAAAAABLk/kb8IGRvP3fA/s1600/Suraya_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5pvuk3uLPQ4/TeJ_dK3pnyI/AAAAAAAABLk/kb8IGRvP3fA/s400/Suraya_0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612188224767762210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7IBy0GyVWlc/TeJ_c-eGNvI/AAAAAAAABLc/xEVLdA0Lr3c/s1600/Suraya_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7IBy0GyVWlc/TeJ_c-eGNvI/AAAAAAAABLc/xEVLdA0Lr3c/s400/Suraya_0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612188221439358706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8SynHicY7E/TeJ_cpdaGkI/AAAAAAAABLU/0zJ0Qhkyr9o/s1600/Suraya_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8SynHicY7E/TeJ_cpdaGkI/AAAAAAAABLU/0zJ0Qhkyr9o/s400/Suraya_0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612188215799323202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OBkKjhf1l6o/TeJ_cX4kL6I/AAAAAAAABLM/-5FmbPI-o9Q/s1600/Suraya_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OBkKjhf1l6o/TeJ_cX4kL6I/AAAAAAAABLM/-5FmbPI-o9Q/s400/Suraya_0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612188211081392034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Murni's cream cheese &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red velvet cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSLRkC4E624/TeJ_cKvVAFI/AAAAAAAABLE/rMZFWzoIMxE/s1600/Suraya_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSLRkC4E624/TeJ_cKvVAFI/AAAAAAAABLE/rMZFWzoIMxE/s400/Suraya_0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612188207552987218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The birthday girl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SmcgCUveuGk/TeJ-dhmzO2I/AAAAAAAABK8/WtTK7l-RlYI/s1600/Suraya_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SmcgCUveuGk/TeJ-dhmzO2I/AAAAAAAABK8/WtTK7l-RlYI/s400/Suraya_0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612187131359476578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The macho guys ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtAzFuLA6Ks/TeJ-dTWB2yI/AAAAAAAABK0/fsfggsX8OWU/s1600/Suraya_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QtAzFuLA6Ks/TeJ-dTWB2yI/AAAAAAAABK0/fsfggsX8OWU/s400/Suraya_0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612187127531035426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The girls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mEDx9Qrie80/TeJ-dSfCEBI/AAAAAAAABKs/Otu_4_OMw8w/s1600/Suraya_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mEDx9Qrie80/TeJ-dSfCEBI/AAAAAAAABKs/Otu_4_OMw8w/s400/Suraya_0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612187127300362258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;orange&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; group&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xN5hLw67A0s/TeJ-c_IaS1I/AAAAAAAABKk/QFwp4gQHLaw/s1600/Suraya_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xN5hLw67A0s/TeJ-c_IaS1I/AAAAAAAABKk/QFwp4gQHLaw/s400/Suraya_0009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612187122105207634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Us, with our roller skates/blades&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1LhQO4w-ifE/TeJ-c7hsyoI/AAAAAAAABKc/JcZDggR0D1E/s1600/Suraya_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1LhQO4w-ifE/TeJ-c7hsyoI/AAAAAAAABKc/JcZDggR0D1E/s400/Suraya_0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612187121137535618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The &lt;u style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-3840392782408172351?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3840392782408172351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=3840392782408172351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3840392782408172351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3840392782408172351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/05/hanizas-quarter-to-century.html' title='Haniza&apos;s Quarter to Century'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5pvuk3uLPQ4/TeJ_dK3pnyI/AAAAAAAABLk/kb8IGRvP3fA/s72-c/Suraya_0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-98937638573188724</id><published>2011-05-24T01:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T02:07:39.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My tummy's growling. Slept early just now, was too tired when I got home. Had this exhausting Malaysian Corporate Taxation Seminar in Sime Darby Convention Center the whole day. Tomorrow's gonna be the last day. I had my first cup of coffee, in my entire life. I couldn't take too much caffeine, so far I've only drank Starbucks Java Chips (and thats a bit of coffee with lots and lots of choc chips and a dose of choc milk). I couldn't even stand the smell of strong coffee, and so I thought. Until today, I was brave enough, well not really. I was too sleepy and struggled to keep my eyes open and my mind awake. So I thought, yeah prolly just put lots of sugar and creamer and hold my breath while taking a sip of black coffee. I ended up using 5 packets of sugar, talking about potential diabetic patient here! The first sip, it was awakening! My brain just suddenly working, and I have to say it didn't taste that bad. I managed to drink half of the cup, which is a total achievement for someone who loathed strong black coffee like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Met Aifaa and AJ, the bride and groom to be, at Damansara Uptown just now. They're getting married this July and I'm the maid of honour, yeay! Already bought a white kaftan for Aifaa's reception on 2nd July. So we discussed about the wedding preparation and stuff. I'm surrounded with friends who are getting married, and I'm the maid of honour for two of my close friends who are getting married this year. Atiqah's wedding is on this Sunday, I still haven't decided on what to wear. Sheesh. And secretly I've been planning my engagement day myself, can't blame the girl. As I mentioned just now, there are so many happy couples who are gonna tie the knots this year. And since he already given the "dateline", tho it's not confirmed yet, so it's not wrong for me to picture this perfect engagement ceremony aite. Omg excited jap *silly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Crap it's 2am! Gotta doze off now, or else I might have to drink coffee for breakfast instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Toodles~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-98937638573188724?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/98937638573188724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=98937638573188724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/98937638573188724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/98937638573188724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-tummys-growling.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-436022190766696536</id><published>2011-05-03T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:27:01.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Finally, some time for a lil pampering. Baby is asleep, and I'm teman-ing Adik while she studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a team bonding program in Genting last week, for 3 days. It was super fun, we had to set up a company and were grouped into 4 departments. And we had to do all sorts of activities, indoor and outdoor. We had Explore Hunt, some Ninja Crossings, Firemen Crossings, and a good ol' Flying Fox. In the evening we had to organize an annual dinner, and every one had to perform. I had to do a duet with Kak Emma, and she insisted we do Dangdut. I swear I had no clue how to sing dangdut, not being mengada and all classy here. But, all in the name of team spirit, I did and to our surprise, we bagged the duet category. Cheers to us! Overall, my team won indoor and outdoor activities. I felt so healthy after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince William, yes, I used to have this HUGEEEE crush on him and dreamt that I will marry him when I turn 18. Ceh, perasan je lebih. He's finally wedded to Kate Middleton, girlfriend of 6 years. I could only see such pure love when they looked at each other as they were exchanging their vows. *tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, enough for the updates. Adik is done with her study routine. We're gonna watch some DVDs before going off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-436022190766696536?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/436022190766696536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=436022190766696536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/436022190766696536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/436022190766696536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/05/finally-some-time-for-lil-pampering.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6932032769084440244</id><published>2011-04-13T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T00:29:52.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Adik is listening to emo songs, again. Reminding me of where I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts, still. I would have never thought it could happen. But it did. And I made up my mind, probably we're just not ready. We both want different things, and we could never agree on so many things. It's always either one us end up getting hurt. I know deep down he's not ready, and I can't give the commitment to him. I have always been TOO busy with other things and my mood swings have always been an issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As hard as it seems, I've made up my mind that whatever decision we make after this, it's going to be for the better, for a better future, the best for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6932032769084440244?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6932032769084440244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6932032769084440244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6932032769084440244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6932032769084440244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/04/adik-is-listening-to-emo-songs-again.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-1745967283230453209</id><published>2011-04-12T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T00:04:22.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After so long</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm bored and I don't know what else to do so here I am, finally,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh yes, today is Dad's 53rd birthday. Happy Birthday Jon Bon Jovi! I can't imagine my life without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yesterday was Baby Lisya's 3rd birthday. So we went to San Francisco Pizza for dinner. Bought a small cake for Baby to blow her candles off. She was so excited, chasing balloons all over. So cute. 3 years already? Sheesh, that kid is growing up TOO fast. Sometimes I feel like I just want to turn back the time, 3 years ago, when I held that little Fuji apple in my arms for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I logged in to my email account after so long. Then I got a job interview invitation from Amanah Raya's subsidiary company as Senior Exec Operations and Finance. It sounds really interesting and very tempting but the problem is I just changed to Sime Darby and it won't look good in my CV to change jobs frequently. Haih. But I don't know. Haven't talked to my parents yet. If they ask me to go, prolly I'll just go. Doesn't mean that I will get it pun right? Just for the sake of trying out and see if I can make it through or not. And then, we'll think of whether to accept it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I haven't decide on what to wear on Aifaa's wedding day. I still have to find THE bridesmaid dress. Thinking of wearing one of those modern kaftans, it's gonna be a garden themed wedding, so I don't wanna wear a dress eventho Aifaa's gonna wear a dress. So I was thinking of wearing kaftan, preferably in soft pink. But it's so hard to find a really nice kaftan unless it is custom made for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-1745967283230453209?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1745967283230453209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=1745967283230453209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1745967283230453209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1745967283230453209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/04/after-so-long.html' title='After so long'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-308824477207282590</id><published>2011-03-14T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T00:41:47.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 wonderful years and forever to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Yes, it has been the longest time ever since I've last logged in. So many things to update, but I just feel a little tad too tired to update every thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;But, today is our 2nd year anniversary. 2 years! Oh god, it's been 2 fantastic years and counting. He's not around, on the way back from Japan to Bintulu. He will only come home in another 3 months. Sigh. This long distance thingy is getting tiring but we're holding on. I've never been so sure of any of the decisions I've made in life, but with him, I'm sure it's the real thing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So yes, he's not around but doesn't mean that I didn't get to celebrate it. Bought a cute cake from Secret Recipe, light up some candles, wrote some shout out, with our picture beside me. And took a picture to send to him. The simplest way to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;To L,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Thank you for being the awesomest bf ever! But most of all, thanks for coping up with my mood swings and "entah apa-apa"ness. Seriously, we wouldn't survive until now if it's not for your patience and love for me. Thanks for your faith in me. I love you longggggggg time. Come home soon, I miss you terribly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;HAPPY 2ND ANNIVERSARY LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;NH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFxWqR6Ul0g/TXzzlHX3P6I/AAAAAAAABKU/UQe_-nFq35o/s1600/IMG_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFxWqR6Ul0g/TXzzlHX3P6I/AAAAAAAABKU/UQe_-nFq35o/s400/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583605456992419746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-308824477207282590?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/308824477207282590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=308824477207282590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/308824477207282590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/308824477207282590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2011/03/2-wonderful-years-and-forever-to-come.html' title='2 wonderful years and forever to come'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UFxWqR6Ul0g/TXzzlHX3P6I/AAAAAAAABKU/UQe_-nFq35o/s72-c/IMG_0182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-5691759961620137865</id><published>2010-12-06T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T02:00:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming of age</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yeay, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;One year older and none the wiser. I don't feel super excited about this year's birthday. Probably I have a lot of things going on in my mind right now. The only extra special about this year is that I got to celebrate my birthday for the FIRST TIME EVER, with him. Oh God, that was so wrong. I made it sound as if like I'm a loser lame high school teenager that believes she's going to marry the guy she's with now. Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay, cut the crap short. Mom brought us to Bagan Seafood in Klang for dinner yesterday. Of course, her "son-in-law" was invited as well. Dad was in Kota Bharu for some family's meeting so I wouldn't count that as a birthday celebration. Going to ask for another one later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then, went to The Pink Sage at Dutamas for lunch today with my lovelies; Aliaa, Boe and Fadhil, Suraya, Nadya and Hafiz, and of course Lutfi. Due to some miscommunication, I reached there at 3.50pm. The lunch was supposed to start at 2pm, so yeah. He bought me a cake with 'Sorority Life' on it. Harussssss kantoikan I la right? Every thing went well. I finally get to meet Fadhil, Boe's boyfie. Just the guy I'd always picture Boe end up with. Someone who can take care of her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm meeting Kak Saliza tomorrow for lunch. And, my McDonald's colleague are bringing me out for dinner probably on Wednesday. So yeah, I guess my birthday's gonna last for the whole week. Can save money for food for this whole week :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So here goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;H A P P Y    2 3 R D    B I R T H D A Y    N I K     H A N I S ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/11/over-and-over-again.html' title='Over and over again'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-4525482424351071166</id><published>2010-11-04T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:59:10.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;L, you're the first one indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-4525482424351071166?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4525482424351071166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=4525482424351071166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4525482424351071166'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, I think it's quite normal to be pressured and unappreciated nowadays, especially if you're working in the Accounts or Finance department. My only colleague and 2 of my senior managers have resigned, leaving me all alone to deal with the management. Not sure when they're going to get the replacement tho. I have been going back at 9-10pm almost everyday. I'm okay with the workload, tho it's getting more but I think I can manage that. But is just the pressure from the top management. I'm just not sure which part of 'i'm handsful' that they don't get but imagine this. It's the last day of month end closing and you have accounts from 6 companies which need to be closed by the end of the day. And suddenly the CFO called you up and asked you to prepare a management report by the same day because she needs it to present to the Board. And no matter how hard you tried to explain to her, she only wants to see the report to be done and given to her by the same day. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why did I take accounting at the first place. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, came back tired from working the whole day. A family member asked you to send her somewhere and you agreed because she seems not okay and due to sense of responsibility. I don't expect thank you or appreciation but my heart aches when I got scolded on the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost all the time, I feel that my 'takpelah' attitude is why people always take advantage on me. No one respects me, even my siblings which makes me feel so sad. I'm trying to fulfill their needs, trying to be the best sister they could ever ask for but yet, I'm the one ended with a broken heart almost everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right at this point, I'm not quite sure how I should feel. I just want to get out from this place and start a new life somewhere else, where people don't know me so I can start to refrain myself from being so attached with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-1027145306931259595?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1027145306931259595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=1027145306931259595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1027145306931259595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1027145306931259595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/11/at-my-worst.html' title='At my worst'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-5828258146657526240</id><published>2010-08-23T02:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T03:04:27.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perrylicious</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/22RNJLPCDyg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/22RNJLPCDyg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; 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font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you ever been in a situation where you just don't know what to think of anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have you ever felt like you just want to turn back the time and make things right for yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, I've been blessed with a supportive family, great friends that love me unconditionally, good health, a secure job, and a good life. But still, I've been having these weird thoughts, too many "what if"s been questioned. And it just hit me, no, SMACK me straight at my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Am I happy with what I have right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not to say that I'm ungrateful, but like every one, I've made decisions throughout my life. Decisions, which I never thought could bring such impact to my future. Decisions, which some of them that I regret. Decisions, which a few of them I'd wish I had never made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Choices, that's all life is about. You make choices and whether it's right or wrong, you just have to live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Unfortunately for me, it took me to this stage to realize what I thought then was the right move is not the right path of life that I want for my future. But you can't do anything to make it right because that's the rule: You have to live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometimes I feel numb and scared when I have to make decisions. I'm too afraid that I might make the wrong move and end up feeling shitty like what I'm feeling now. But life goes on, you MUST make decisions in life. That's part of maturity and growing up which you need to learn and experience it yourself. Learn from the mistakes you made in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But despite the regrets, I'm happy that the choices I made taught me valuable lessons which no scholars or geniuses could ever teach you. The mistakes that I made turn me into who I am today. If I had not make the decisions before, I would still be whining and complaining on how unhappy I am and that makes me an ungrateful bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never miss the water until it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;So.True. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-5066428463661139677?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/5066428463661139677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=5066428463661139677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5066428463661139677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/5066428463661139677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/08/on-second-thought.html' title='On second thought,'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6714165968168204676</id><published>2010-08-14T14:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T14:33:35.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p6fwA37LEqA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p6fwA37LEqA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;hd=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6714165968168204676?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6714165968168204676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6714165968168204676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6714165968168204676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6714165968168204676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8282756931458767429</id><published>2010-08-11T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T21:30:40.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuci anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TGKkEuWwMfI/AAAAAAAABJ8/JkutkhnBaog/s1600/cuci.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TGKkEuWwMfI/AAAAAAAABJ8/JkutkhnBaog/s400/cuci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504142095670063602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuci The Musical 2 - Hilarious from A to Z!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went for Cuci The Musical 2 last Saturday with Haniza, Boe, Ariff, Aishah Aliah and Mukhriz at Istana Budaya. It was so funny and I couldn't stop laughing. It felt so good to spend Saturday night with my darling friends after so long. The musical was 4 hours long, so after the thing we went straight to NZ Wangsa Maju for dinner around 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to take a lot of pics but I will upload one or two pics which I have in my camera soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then, toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8282756931458767429?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8282756931458767429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8282756931458767429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8282756931458767429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8282756931458767429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/08/cuci-anyone.html' title='Cuci anyone?'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TGKkEuWwMfI/AAAAAAAABJ8/JkutkhnBaog/s72-c/cuci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7889075747125908546</id><published>2010-08-06T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T02:40:07.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SKA reunited (almost)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Met my darlings last Monday for dinner at Ole Ole Bali in Solaris. Miss Emirates, Shadzy, was in town recently so we decided to meet up over dinner. I couldn't remember when was the last time I was THAT happy, to be surrounded by the people you love. Nothing much, just catching up with what's going on with each and every one of us. Apparently Shadz is enjoying her job although its a bit tad tiring. The rest, complaining and whining about their sucky jobs and crazy bosses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was nice. I had rice with grilled seafood, which was really good. Sofia and Shadz had this satay thingy which gave them this brilliant idea to their wild imagination. Look at the pictures and you'll know what I mean ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boe was glowing, as usual. Orang tengah in love, normal la right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aliaa came later and we had to leave soon after that. Shadz bought us dinner and belanja-ed us Coffee Bean. Sofia gave us a ride on her new "pink cadillac" aka myvi. It's really cute and I just love the interior finishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Sofia just had to turn on the radio and we gasped when we listen to All Cried Out. It was me, Sofia, Shadz and Aliaa - and then all of a sudden we were singing our hearts out just like the old times, when we used to have late night car rides from some of our outings during our uni days. I was being so emotional that I cried like really CRIED. Buat malu je okay. But seriously, some thing will never change and that's us. We had our share of ups and downs but we had each other back then and every thing seems so easy and not complicated at all. I just wish that we could stop growing up and taking these "adult" responsibilities. Being adult is no fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my girls,&lt;br /&gt;I would like you to know that tho we don't see each other as much as we would want to, you are always in my mind every single day, even for a split second. I will never find people like you ever again, tho maybe all of us made new friends along the way after UIA but you girls still have special places in my heart and life. Thanks for not being awkward even after so many months of not seeing each other. I know I keep on saying this and end up being busy 24/ myself, but we should make an effort to see each other more often. Hopefully if I get the new job, I would have more time for myself and not work 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Haniza, Melina and Murni (those who couldn't come),&lt;br /&gt;There will always be another day, tho Shadz might not be around to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shadz will only be back in February next year. So yeah, lets just not be strangers shall we girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To 6 years of sisterhood and many more years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFsEeVu5W1I/AAAAAAAABJ0/E4GcpCbREj0/s1600/SKAness+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFsEeVu5W1I/AAAAAAAABJ0/E4GcpCbREj0/s400/SKAness+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501996289039620946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFsEd1KT_fI/AAAAAAAABJs/mhtd4upVdCA/s1600/SKAness+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFsEd1KT_fI/AAAAAAAABJs/mhtd4upVdCA/s400/SKAness+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501996280296242674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFsEdL7riOI/AAAAAAAABJk/nfS4aMPtwQM/s1600/SKAness+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFsEdL7riOI/AAAAAAAABJk/nfS4aMPtwQM/s400/SKAness+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501996269229017314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFsEcv5C4dI/AAAAAAAABJc/8U0ObsofX-E/s1600/SKAness+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFsEcv5C4dI/AAAAAAAABJc/8U0ObsofX-E/s400/SKAness+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501996261701771730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFsEcD6FH2I/AAAAAAAABJU/arHsw2BLbXI/s1600/SKAness+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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Family Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pictures from Scomi's Jogathon &amp;amp;  Family Day, taken from Nurul's camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFrtwhe7NZI/AAAAAAAABJM/SzOyLFJl0sQ/s1600/Jogathon+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFrtwhe7NZI/AAAAAAAABJM/SzOyLFJl0sQ/s400/Jogathon+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501971312664065426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TFrtwV3DNgI/AAAAAAAABJE/x4V63vJ_drc/s1600/Jogathon+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; 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Was late, as usual. Had to wait for Nurul at  Petronas Ulu Klang, because we wanted to convoy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at  9.15am (when I should arrive at 8.30, eeek), and joined the Avatarians  straight for warming up session. Had our first match with the Yellow  Team. They were quite good, and we lost 1-0 to them. I sprained my ankle  and fell on my bum which still hurts until now. My ankle is swollen, SO  HUGE, like a golf ball. Not sure how I'm gonna wear my heels tomorrow  for work since I don't have any flat shoes and I can't wear sandals to  work. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had so much fun! Oh and yeah we lost but it's  all right because we didn't expect to win at the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TEx91we26AI/AAAAAAAABIM/lWApzyLW4pc/s1600/Scomi+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TEx91we26AI/AAAAAAAABIM/lWApzyLW4pc/s400/Scomi+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497907607613401090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Warming up session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TEx923LPXUI/AAAAAAAABIU/na-xu3ULJTM/s1600/Scomi+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TEx923LPXUI/AAAAAAAABIU/na-xu3ULJTM/s400/Scomi+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497907626590035266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TEx93W4dmzI/AAAAAAAABIc/xQ6HQLQnqZo/s1600/Scomi+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TEx93W4dmzI/AAAAAAAABIc/xQ6HQLQnqZo/s400/Scomi+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497907635101211442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TEx932OG3UI/AAAAAAAABIk/zlZjWyOa7pM/s1600/Scomi+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TEx932OG3UI/AAAAAAAABIk/zlZjWyOa7pM/s400/Scomi+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497907643513494850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8342700346129418503?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8342700346129418503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8342700346129418503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8342700346129418503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8342700346129418503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/07/futsal-tourney.html' title='Futsal Tourney'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TEx91we26AI/AAAAAAAABIM/lWApzyLW4pc/s72-c/Scomi+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-3155018532369837325</id><published>2010-07-19T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T00:23:24.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Went bowling with Adik just now at Monterez's bowling center. I have to say I was pretty good at it considering it was my first time playing bowling, tho I did a few stupid moves at first. Thanks for my little Sifu, for being so patient in coaching me on how to throw the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the 1st game, we went to the cafe and bought some tidbits. When we came back and it was my turn, so I picked up my ball and I noticed there's a message on the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hai, nak berkenalan boleh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, whatthehellll? Then I told Adik and she was like, buat bodoh je. So we continued playing. And then when it was my turn again, I went and picked up the ball again and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nama saya Izal. Nombor phone 012-xxxxxxx."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, a new message. Continued our game and then a message pasted on my ball again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jangan sombong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaky init? I mean, that is so not cool. If you really want to approach me, be a man and come up to me and say Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, that would be even freakier and awkward. Eeek. Sigh. Main bowling also kena kacau :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-3155018532369837325?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3155018532369837325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=3155018532369837325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3155018532369837325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3155018532369837325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/07/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-9146703365158928913</id><published>2010-07-18T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T01:39:45.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just got back from outing with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see my tailor this afternoon. I'm going to have 3 baju kurungs for raya this year, Mom bought 2 kain, and Hafiz got me this really pretty kain lace from Bandung, like those French Lace punya kain. My tailor was like "wah, u mau kahwin ah? Ini kain macam kain mau kahwin wo". Lol. It's really pretty and quite expensive too. I thought the kain there are all cheap. Wanted to make baju kebaya but considering that I'd look like "sarung nangka" wearing baju kebaya, I decided to make baju kurung modern then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to my uncle's place for a while. Dad wanted to discuss some family project or that's what I heard (boring). Kak Wanie, my cousin's wife is 5-months preggers but she doesn't look BIG at all, only the tummy. Can't wait to meet my future nephew (maybe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, went to OU. I was craving for that KFC pocket thingy so I had that for my buka puasa. Then, went to Kota Damansara and had nasi air. The last time I had nasi air berlauk was 8years back. So, I ate like crazyyyy and I'm gonna have it again next week. Sedap okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to write about but Baby Lisya is still wide awake and I think my mom's gonna call me anytime soon. So will update later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! NIKIEE'S BACK FOR GOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to catch up with that woman. Welcome home sayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-9146703365158928913?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/9146703365158928913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=9146703365158928913&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/9146703365158928913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/9146703365158928913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-got-back-from-outing-with-family.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-3115275001519845401</id><published>2010-06-20T03:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:58:32.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nearly 4am and my eyes are still going gugu gaga over the online catalogues I've been browsing since the past 2 hours. Nothing's interesting on TV, wanted to watch WC but the match tonight is quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Wajihah and Anas's wedding yesterday. A warm congrats to both bride and groom!&lt;br /&gt;Dragged Iezzat to come over with me because we wanted to hang out after the wedding. Jiha looked so pretty, can't believe she's married now. The food was nice, we melantak like tak ingat dunia. After that, went back to PJ and hung out with Iezzat for a while and then picked up Adik from her guitar class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, went to watch movie at Tropicana Mall with Angah and the two brats, Adik and Boboy. We watched A-Team, I love the sound and effects of the movie tho the story line was just okay for me. But the movie was freaking hilarious and I really think Bradley Cooper is smoking hot, with his 6 packs and all. Drools ladies, droooools.&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to Bangsar for a quick dinner before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom told me just now that we're going to Melaka tomorrow. Haih. Sumpah tak larat :(&lt;br /&gt;I guess I better sleep now. Tomorrow's gonna be a LONGGG day. And the day after tomorrow's going to be even longer. And so does the day after tomorrow tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need a long vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-3115275001519845401?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3115275001519845401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=3115275001519845401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3115275001519845401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3115275001519845401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/06/nearly-4am-and-my-eyes-are-still-going.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-4102162703308927904</id><published>2010-06-20T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:44:26.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: arial;" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QObko07Q1_Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QObko07Q1_Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I have been listening to this song over and over for days now.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Boe, had to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;curi&lt;/span&gt; your song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-4102162703308927904?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/4102162703308927904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=4102162703308927904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4102162703308927904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/4102162703308927904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/06/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2463165149517127336</id><published>2010-06-20T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T03:35:31.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;To my one and only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;superhero&lt;/span&gt;, now and forever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't ever imagine my life without you. You are my savior, my knight in shining armor. You're always there when I need someone to talk to, lending a shoulder to cry on when I have a bad day at work, when every thing seems to turn out bad.&lt;br /&gt;The one who has shown me the meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;The one who taught me what life is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, by far, is the most patient man I've ever met. And I can't help to compare the men in my life with you, which is wrong, because no one can be as good as you. The one who I can count on to cheer me up. You make me feel so proud to be your daughter and I am truly grateful that God sent me the best gift I could ever wish for, an angel in disguise, someone I've known ever since I was born - my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are just too many things to say and I can't think of any other words to best describe you. Thank you for always being there for us. I know your kids are not the easiest to deal with but you did it patiently and lovingly which is why we love you so much. Its because of your unconditional love and affection that you have showered us since the last 23 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Dad. And on this special day, I just want to say that I am so proud to be given the blessings of being your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day and I wish you good health, long life, great prosperous life, and rezeki because you truly deserve those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2463165149517127336?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2463165149517127336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2463165149517127336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2463165149517127336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2463165149517127336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/06/wishes.html' title='Wishes'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-5237776505348398037</id><published>2010-06-18T01:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T01:44:00.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Finally I can write something about my "not so recent" random holiday trip to Hong Kong. Went there for 4 days with Shasha, my ex-colleague. We didn't get to go to the tourists attraction places because of our sucky planning and we were too busy shopping during our trip there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was the main problem there. It's so hard to find halal food and we ended up eating McD's Filet for the first two nights. But then, we found this place selling nasi beriyani and roti canai at Time Square's food court. I was so happy to have a decent, complete meal and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHICKEN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Disneyland, but I didn't enjoy quite much. Was it age factor? I'm not sure but I was thinking of my adik-adik when I was there. It's just not fun going to Disneyland without those brats. PLUS, the place was extra crowded (because we went on Saturday) and it was freaking HOT! Like the sun was hovering 2 meters from your face. Met Amin and his wife there. He was shocked to see us there. Didn't get to take pictures with the Disney's characters, was really disappointed. Spent around RM 1k on Disney's merchandise, most of the stuff are for Baby Lisya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz was a total sweetheart! He was there with Aifaa and the rest of McD's people on a company annual trip but he skipped night activities planned by the company to spend time with us and bring us out and stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go again and this time, I just want to go to the harbour and other pretty places. Oh and Macau and Shenzhen! Damn it, I can't believe I was there in Hong Kong and didn't go to those pretty places. Boo Hafiz, boooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We nearly missed our flight back home and its all because of Shasha. She insisted to look for a souvenir for her ex and we ended up "exploracing" all the way to the departure hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well. It was a fun trip, yet tiring. Totally going to do this random thing again. Sorry for the lack of pretty scenery pictures. Was too busy shopping and my hands were full of shopping bags I couldn't bother to take out my camera and snap a few pics. But, insyaAllah if I have the chance to go Hong Kong again, I'll make sure to take loads of beeeyutiful pictures :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TBpYG2jCrcI/AAAAAAAABG0/5kVVhn5VfFA/s1600/HONGKONG+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TBpYG2jCrcI/AAAAAAAABG0/5kVVhn5VfFA/s400/HONGKONG+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483792371021950402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TBpYHTtTyYI/AAAAAAAABG8/f8cC8bMuPsY/s1600/HONGKONG+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TBpYHTtTyYI/AAAAAAAABG8/f8cC8bMuPsY/s400/HONGKONG+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483792378849642882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Times Square.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TBpYIEdwvcI/AAAAAAAABHE/LWbODcsaJ3g/s1600/HONGKONG+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TBpYIEdwvcI/AAAAAAAABHE/LWbODcsaJ3g/s400/HONGKONG+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483792391937768898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TBpeOVGO4FI/AAAAAAAABHk/mEtDSIvvwWQ/s1600/HONGKONG+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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I can't believe the BIG DAY is finally here! The first one among us to step into a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/DOCUME%7E1/BUBBLE%7E1.HOM/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/DOCUME%7E1/BUBBLE%7E1.HOM/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TAqEIDwkF1I/AAAAAAAABGs/mS8yWcC-IoY/s1600/15707_437255323857_825968857_5689202_425504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TAqEIDwkF1I/AAAAAAAABGs/mS8yWcC-IoY/s400/15707_437255323857_825968857_5689202_425504_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479337170632447826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Dear Mare,&lt;br /&gt;Though we haven't been seeing each other much lately, but I just want you to know how happy and proud I am for you. Finally, a happy ending for you. I pray for your happiness and may this blessed holy matrimonial will last as long as the both of you shall live. I can't wait to meet little Murnis and Shahirs running around in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge congratulations to both Murni and Shahir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one down, 9 more to go! Let's make it yearly can girls? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, shall get some sleep now. Gotta wake up early in the morning for the big day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7233870650754232009?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7233870650754232009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7233870650754232009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7233870650754232009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7233870650754232009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/06/dear-ms-bride-to-be.html' title='Dear Ms Bride To Be'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/TAqEIDwkF1I/AAAAAAAABGs/mS8yWcC-IoY/s72-c/15707_437255323857_825968857_5689202_425504_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2453159845518168575</id><published>2010-05-09T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:12:21.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S-bcMDNhbbI/AAAAAAAABGk/OXhdh5gdI3M/s1600/hong-kong-skyline-night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S-bcMDNhbbI/AAAAAAAABGk/OXhdh5gdI3M/s400/hong-kong-skyline-night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469300897066610098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a lovely city don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Hong Kong this Thursday. It's a random spontaneous decision, I think when you get really stressed out and too caught up with work and surrounding, you just tend to do something crazy and yes, this is by far one of the craziest thing I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up one night and decided that you just want to jump on a plane to somewhere on the following week. I NEED this vacation and thank God I still have some balance from my last year's bonus in my savings account. Hong Kong is a random decision. Why Hong Kong? Not sure if I have the answer to that, considering that my original plan was to go to Australia and visit my cousin Nikiee there. But that was the plan before I quit my job in McDonald's and started working at my new place last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm just so excited waiting for Thursday to come. Will update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/bubbles/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2453159845518168575?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2453159845518168575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2453159845518168575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2453159845518168575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2453159845518168575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/05/such-lovely-city-dont-you-think-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S-bcMDNhbbI/AAAAAAAABGk/OXhdh5gdI3M/s72-c/hong-kong-skyline-night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-1830127909225941872</id><published>2010-04-14T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T01:19:12.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Not yet 23, and I'm already sick of working :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danyce, my colleague, is going to be on leave from 15th to 22nd, which means that I will be all alone dealing with the corporate accounts for 8 days. My boss, not being really helpful, is pressuring us to meet the deadlines. I had to stay late at work just now and thank goodness Nurul was still there so I had a friend to walk to the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lunch just now, we were approached by one of the HELP students to answer a set of questionnaires. And what do you know, it's related to the work life balance shit. At the end of answering the questionnaires, I realized that my life is all about work, and that truly sucks. I can't recall when was the last time I went for a vacation. God, I can't even recall when was the last time I had time for myself! I need to do something about this but can't seem to figure out what :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all of that, my deepest condolences and thoughts to Aishah Aliah and her family. Such a huge loss for such tender age and I can't imagine being in her shoes now. Be strong, although I know it's easier to say than done. Al-Fatihah.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-1830127909225941872?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1830127909225941872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=1830127909225941872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1830127909225941872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1830127909225941872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/04/not-yet-23-and-im-already-sick-of.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7461011862922236991</id><published>2010-04-13T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:55:26.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lately I've been having this strange feeling. Like something's going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If things are meant to be that way, if it's for the best, I will not stand in your way. I know I'm not fit for this, my situation makes it harder for it to work out. I should have listened to the voice inside my head when you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asked&lt;/span&gt; me rather than letting my heart had its final say. You're not happy and I know it even though you kept on denying it when I asked you time after time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not happy, and I know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7461011862922236991?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7461011862922236991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7461011862922236991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7461011862922236991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7461011862922236991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/04/lately-ive-been-having-this-strange.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6018105781577782871</id><published>2010-04-13T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T00:44:06.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S8NL0QSdBWI/AAAAAAAABGc/JS2or4O8PrA/s1600/IMG_3360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S8NL0QSdBWI/AAAAAAAABGc/JS2or4O8PrA/s400/IMG_3360.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459290534400820578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To the most amazing dad in the whole galaxy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY    52ND    BIRTHDAY    PAPA !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you so much for every thing you've gone through for all of us. To more birthdays, I wish you a happy life, good health (it helps if you quit smoking), rezeki and barakah from Him, but most of all, the love and strength you've given to our family for the past 24 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I love you Babuji!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6018105781577782871?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6018105781577782871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6018105781577782871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6018105781577782871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6018105781577782871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-most-amazing-dad-in-whole-galaxy-h-p.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S8NL0QSdBWI/AAAAAAAABGc/JS2or4O8PrA/s72-c/IMG_3360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7894988408388949990</id><published>2010-04-11T01:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T02:18:02.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Nik Hannah Falisya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S8C9txmZ8MI/AAAAAAAABGU/R88i6a20zN8/s1600/Baybeh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S8C9txmZ8MI/AAAAAAAABGU/R88i6a20zN8/s400/Baybeh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458571342479225026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY NIK HANNAH FALISYA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby turns 2 today! She talks a lot although we sometimes find it quite hard to understand what she's trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's the only one with curly wurly hair. She loves to play with make up. She loves spaghetti and lollipops. She's literally my pride and joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy turning 2 Baby Lisya! We love you so so so so very much sayangness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don't forget to buy my LV handbag that I showed to you just now for my 50th birthday okay? Lovesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7894988408388949990?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7894988408388949990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7894988408388949990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7894988408388949990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7894988408388949990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-nik-hannah-falisya.html' title='To Nik Hannah Falisya'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S8C9txmZ8MI/AAAAAAAABGU/R88i6a20zN8/s72-c/Baybeh2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-8666125654831615197</id><published>2010-03-30T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T00:33:24.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moving on to a new chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tomorrow is my last day at McDonald's. I'm going to start working at Scomi on the 1st of April. I'm feeling a bit melodramatic tonight. It was a tough decision between staying at McDonald's or take up the job offered by Scomi. Despite the "internal" problems, I had so much fun working in McDonald's. The working environment, the people, the activities we had, the company trip and so much more, I'm so gonna miss it when I leave. And I will definitely feel emotional when I look at the stores and advertisements every where. I had such an amazing experience working here. But, working in the department, they can't promise career advancement to everyone. My colleague spent 15 years working before being promoted and my superior worked her *** off for freaking 20 years and still doing the same job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my new place, I will be doing less processing and more on reporting and consolidating which relates more to my studies and will be a great help when I continue doing my ACCA. Speaking of that, my friends, Haniza and Boe, and I decided to pursue ACCA preferably end of this year or maybe next year. I'm still looking for sponsors and scholarships since I'm planning to do it in UK. Hope that I can get my ACCA by 26 at most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also looking for an apartment, planning to buy one and put it on rent or something. Planning to survey couple of serviced apartments somewhere in Shah Alam and Kota Damansara this weekend with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a lot to update but I cant think of the rest right now. Will update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-8666125654831615197?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/8666125654831615197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=8666125654831615197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8666125654831615197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/8666125654831615197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/03/moving-on-to-new-chapter.html' title='moving on to a new chapter'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7831010003477115138</id><published>2010-02-11T02:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T03:05:05.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetpumpkinpieappledumplingofmyeyeswithcherriesontop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Latest pictures of Baby Lisya (credits to N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MA0C8B5BI/AAAAAAAABGM/rB00qUFWxWc/s1600-h/baby5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ikiee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MA0C8B5BI/AAAAAAAABGM/rB00qUFWxWc/s1600-h/baby5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690069308171282" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MA0C8B5BI/AAAAAAAABGM/rB00qUFWxWc/s400/baby5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MAzjYZl6I/AAAAAAAABGE/znLL2cCzQ7k/s1600-h/baby4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690060837230498" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 266px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MAzjYZl6I/AAAAAAAABGE/znLL2cCzQ7k/s400/baby4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MAzcxdazI/AAAAAAAABF8/DGv8SoUnoEU/s1600-h/baby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690059063290674" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MAzcxdazI/AAAAAAAABF8/DGv8SoUnoEU/s400/baby3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MAyTm7JxI/AAAAAAAABF0/D4-Q7QZ5svs/s1600-h/baby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690039423313682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MAyTm7JxI/AAAAAAAABF0/D4-Q7QZ5svs/s400/baby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MAx1PMOrI/AAAAAAAABFs/Og5BQZn6I28/s1600-h/baby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436690031270705842" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 270px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MAx1PMOrI/AAAAAAAABFs/Og5BQZn6I28/s400/baby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MA0C8B5BI/AAAAAAAABGM/rB00qUFWxWc/s1600-h/baby5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Conversation 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hanis : Nama baby apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Baby  : Baby ichaa (Baby Lisya)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Conversation 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hanis : Baby nak makan apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Baby  : Nak mam oti anai (Nak makan roti canai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Conversation 3 (at McDonald's)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hanis : Baby nak order apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Baby  : Nak ma' pieee (Nak mudpie, the mcflurry ice cream)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hanis : Okay, cakap dekat kakak tu baby nak order apa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Baby  : Tataaaak, baby nak ma' pie pishhh? (Kakak, baby nak mudpie pleaseeee?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Kakak McD : Okay, thank you (while giving her the ice cream)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Baby  : Okay, te kuuu (Okay, thank youuu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Conversation 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hanis : Baby buat apa tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Baby  : Baby kap! (Baby makeup, while dabbing pink nail polish dekat her cheeks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hanis : *Gasp* Babyyyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Baby  : Ta ta tuuuu (I love youuuu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;  :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7831010003477115138?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7831010003477115138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7831010003477115138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7831010003477115138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7831010003477115138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/sweetpumpkinpieappledumplingofmyeyeswit.html' title='Sweetpumpkinpieappledumplingofmyeyeswithcherriesontop'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/S3MA0C8B5BI/AAAAAAAABGM/rB00qUFWxWc/s72-c/baby5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6362025631662866134</id><published>2010-02-09T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T00:48:52.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I almost went bazooka crazy when I noticed that I lost my charm bracelet. Was having dinner with Syida in the pantry when I felt so naked all of a sudden. And I saw the bracelet was gone. Heard a loud THUMP! on my heart and I went panic. Syida offered to accompany me to find it along the way from the office to the hawker center, but we couldn't find it anywhere. I could imagine my mom standing right in front of me, waiting to pounce and pull my head off once I break the news to her. It costs her friggin 6k for the charm bracelet which I had it for more than 4 years already. So you can imagine how scared I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I planned to search for it again on my way to the car. Grabbed my bag, and suddenly "Ching", MY BRACELET!!!&lt;br /&gt;I was jumping up and down calling Syida, and Eddie and Sherona came to see wtf happened to me. Omg nasib baik jumpa okayyy. Phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on losing my stuff. My memory is becoming really bad right now. Not sure if it's because of the food or it's just me growing old already. I have a few strands of grey hair, but am I seriously growing old like, OLD old? Sad la like this :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to Kelantan this Friday for Abe Eli's wedding this CNY. Oh, and I so super want to watch that Valentine's Day movieeee. Okay, Baby Lisya wants to sleep now. Update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6362025631662866134?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6362025631662866134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6362025631662866134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6362025631662866134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6362025631662866134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-almost-went-bazooka-crazy-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-141468061372519335</id><published>2010-02-03T01:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T01:57:54.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How now brown cow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I can't sleep well thanks to my blocked nose. My eyes are watery and I wish I could afford to skip work tomorrow. But sadly it's the month end closing period and there will be so many people waiting to kill me if I don't come tomorrow :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is torturing me to listen to her collection of emo songs, pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a VERY good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Murni is ENGAGEDDDD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like oh em gee rite? I've always thought that she's going to be the first among us to get hitched and yes, she is one step closer to the real deal.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm expecting more good news from the girls after this, you hear me girls? :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ariff and Fifi's reception&lt;/span&gt; at Ariff's house in Sg Buloh. Hands down, Fifi was like the prettiest bride I've ever seen so far. Ariff looked happy and contented. I remembered he was really looking forward to married life even wayyy before he met Fifi. I wish a great happy life to the both of them and may they live happily ever after with dozens of kids, InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boe should be smiling every day from now on. Heard that her, ehem, Fadhil, is back for gooooood!&lt;br /&gt;Lama betul you tunggu right Boe? Hahaha. Now, you have to bring him to meet us all aite?&lt;br /&gt;Should be hearing the "bells" ringing soon perhaps? I'll give you 2 years max :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel so energetic all of a sudden. Can feel a pump of adrenaline rush. What kind of medicine have I taken just now? Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What elseee? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, how could I forget! Lutfi finally met my family last 2 weeks ago. Alhamdulillah every thing went well and I'm super glad that my parents like him. My mom (of all people) was the one who was soooo excited about it. Dad asked him so many questions, I'm glad Lutfi didn't pass out answering them :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to bring him to meet my cousin, Nikiee, tomorrow for dinner :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well okay, shall stop here for now.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-141468061372519335?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/141468061372519335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=141468061372519335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/141468061372519335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/141468061372519335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-now-brown-cow.html' title='How now brown cow?'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-6185310521578548207</id><published>2010-01-22T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T02:02:26.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UPDATE LA BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;- niky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-6185310521578548207?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/6185310521578548207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=6185310521578548207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6185310521578548207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/6185310521578548207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/update-la-blog-hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-7169924038983801680</id><published>2010-01-13T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T02:06:56.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Baby Lisya is still sick. She hasn't been eating for days and only feeds on bottled milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's getting scarier and the whole family is getting dead worried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I hope she recovers soon enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We can't contact our bloody maid who's in Indonesia currently. Kononnya her daughter has been kidnapped by this pimp but the story after that is just so bloody weird if you try to relate it to her original story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And yes, we don't have a maid now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hope Mom can get a new maid soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAPPY 43rd BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; to my favourite aunt in the whole wide galaxy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;43 already? Eeeeek, so old :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I miss you woman! And so does Baby Lisya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Please please pleaseeeeeee bring us out for dinner this weekend :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-7169924038983801680?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/7169924038983801680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=7169924038983801680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7169924038983801680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/7169924038983801680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-lisya-is-still-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-3078867265861033073</id><published>2010-01-08T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T01:41:39.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's almost 2am and I'm still up listening to my sister's playlist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh, I'm not going to work tomorrow! (weeee~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home from work around 9.30pm today. It's the last day of the year end closing, so we practically work like mad people! I swear, people were running and stressing out like nobody's business. I know I've always complaining about being busy and all BUT today was the ultimate mega busy BUSY day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: Plan your work wisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was chatting with Haniza just now and amagaddd rindu missss tahap dewa kot!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen her since Boe's birthday which was weeks ago. Sigh. I miss my girlfriends really bad and this commitment to work shit thingy is so not working for me. Double sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see them at Suraya's birthday this Sunday :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lutfi's back!, for a month already. Heeee :)&lt;br /&gt;My car broke down yesterday, so I didn't have any transport to work. And since someone just got his new car, I just had to ask him to be my driver for the day. Hahaha. Oh, his first task pun dah fail. I came in for work late by half an hour because he took the wrong route and went to shah alam city centre instead.&lt;br /&gt;Booooo la you Lutfi ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thanks anyway Mr. Driver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-3078867265861033073?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/3078867265861033073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=3078867265861033073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3078867265861033073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/3078867265861033073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-almost-2am-and-im-still-up.html' title=''/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-1381561380577456596</id><published>2010-01-02T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T04:17:56.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Xp7m_Z6I/AAAAAAAABFk/ytd_rxNBxig/s1600-h/2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Xp7m_Z6I/AAAAAAAABFk/ytd_rxNBxig/s400/2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421867379288139682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bye Bye 2009, Welcome 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wishing every one a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and hopefully 2010 will bring more luck and blessings to all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm still listing down my resolutions :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Have a lovely year every one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-1381561380577456596?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1381561380577456596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=1381561380577456596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1381561380577456596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1381561380577456596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-2010.html' title='Hello 2010'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Xp7m_Z6I/AAAAAAAABFk/ytd_rxNBxig/s72-c/2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-1814996981522047823</id><published>2010-01-02T04:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T04:13:05.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boe's Jingle Merry Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Celebrated &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boe's 23rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday at CoChine, Heritage Row on the 24th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;She's 23 finally!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here are some of the pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5XBZr36zI/AAAAAAAABFc/0-a-VVa-6Z8/s1600-h/boe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5XBZr36zI/AAAAAAAABFc/0-a-VVa-6Z8/s400/boe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421866682987047730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W9PP4TLI/AAAAAAAABFU/lTcpTYwxQ_I/s1600-h/boe+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W9PP4TLI/AAAAAAAABFU/lTcpTYwxQ_I/s400/boe+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421866611465800882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W86iUAAI/AAAAAAAABFM/dc9tbaLIA1E/s1600-h/boe+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W86iUAAI/AAAAAAAABFM/dc9tbaLIA1E/s400/boe+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421866605905969154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W8fKSOWI/AAAAAAAABFE/MkV95xuDzTc/s1600-h/boe+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W8fKSOWI/AAAAAAAABFE/MkV95xuDzTc/s400/boe+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421866598557432162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W8F35HNI/AAAAAAAABE8/C0OuwWz8qqY/s1600-h/boe+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W8F35HNI/AAAAAAAABE8/C0OuwWz8qqY/s400/boe+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421866591769402578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W7jWI6RI/AAAAAAAABE0/VDUVTm7PkZ8/s1600-h/boe+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5W7jWI6RI/AAAAAAAABE0/VDUVTm7PkZ8/s400/boe+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421866582501026066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-1814996981522047823?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/1814996981522047823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=1814996981522047823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1814996981522047823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/1814996981522047823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/boes-jingle-merry-birthday.html' title='Boe&apos;s Jingle Merry Birthday'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5XBZr36zI/AAAAAAAABFc/0-a-VVa-6Z8/s72-c/boe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-65907618532038362</id><published>2010-01-02T03:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T04:06:35.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5ShkRnB0I/AAAAAAAABEs/bWCYaMiirYY/s1600-h/hanis+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I turned 22 on the 6th last month and my friends threw me a birthday dinner at Kokopelli the day before my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Suraya and Murni couldn't make it that night. Suraya lost her phone and Murni had to be else where. Dan and Faiz came too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun catching up on so many things since most of us hadn't seen each other for so long. Ariff is super funny, Shadz brought her boyfriend, Farzad. It was a simple dinner but the company I had that night made me felt grateful to have these people whom still care for me although we don't really see each other that often, but you know that you can rely on the girls every time without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for that, tho it's quite late, I want to thank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SKA&lt;/span&gt; for being the best friends and sisters one could ever wish for. Not only for that night, but for the 6 years of friendship we have.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I have each one of you and yes, we do complete each other.&lt;br /&gt;I love you girls forever and ever and ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SheV_-QI/AAAAAAAABEk/UsizHC3wQZM/s1600-h/hanis+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SheV_-QI/AAAAAAAABEk/UsizHC3wQZM/s400/hanis+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421861736435153154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Sg0lzcAI/AAAAAAAABEc/ZgZyUUwOa_c/s1600-h/hanis+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Sg0lzcAI/AAAAAAAABEc/ZgZyUUwOa_c/s400/hanis+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421861725227151362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Sglxsk9I/AAAAAAAABEU/mo9T793aR8M/s1600-h/hanis+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Sglxsk9I/AAAAAAAABEU/mo9T793aR8M/s400/hanis+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421861721250501586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SO-m0VJI/AAAAAAAABEM/hO34IzljWEE/s1600-h/hanis+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SO-m0VJI/AAAAAAAABEM/hO34IzljWEE/s400/hanis+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421861418678113426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SOv9aWfI/AAAAAAAABEE/B27WEGaSFW4/s1600-h/hanis+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SOv9aWfI/AAAAAAAABEE/B27WEGaSFW4/s400/hanis+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421861414746348018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SOQr8qbI/AAAAAAAABD8/nTUtwjbFD6A/s1600-h/hanis+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SOQr8qbI/AAAAAAAABD8/nTUtwjbFD6A/s400/hanis+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421861406351600050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SOEFdFHI/AAAAAAAABD0/-S4YQOUHhEM/s1600-h/hanis+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SOEFdFHI/AAAAAAAABD0/-S4YQOUHhEM/s400/hanis+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421861402968921202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SNloNuOI/AAAAAAAABDs/X6SIqCsHUDw/s1600-h/hanis+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SNloNuOI/AAAAAAAABDs/X6SIqCsHUDw/s400/hanis+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421861394793216226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-65907618532038362?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/65907618532038362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=65907618532038362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/65907618532038362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/65907618532038362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/22nd-birthday.html' title='22nd Birthday'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5SheV_-QI/AAAAAAAABEk/UsizHC3wQZM/s72-c/hanis+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-2629861336786718444</id><published>2010-01-02T02:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T03:37:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who's back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Finally, found myself some time to clean up the cobweb here.&lt;br /&gt;It's been super ages, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to update, I don't even know which one to start with.  Well, we won the cheerleading thingy we had in november. Apparently that was the first time the HQ people actually won something. I am coping better with my work load, not saying that I'm not as busy as I was before (in fact even busier since the auditors are here now). Managed to do all of my outstanding bank reconciliation and now it is up to date, which I consider it to be my BIGGEST achievement since I've started working. Now since I've mentioned it, 19th Jan is coming which meanssss, I've been working for a year! Like oh em gee kan? Can't believe how time flies. And we had our performance review last month and they're happy with my performance that they're thinking of giving me one or two projects for me to work on this year. Talking about more work here peopleee! Hopefully the bonus is goooooood. Need all the financial support I can get since I'm planning to head down under prolly this mid year, before my darling nikiee comes back for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough with the work updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Brittany Murphy died. Sad innit? I always adore her selamba-ness in acting. Such a loss of a great talent. RIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is a month full of weddings. My weekends were packed with wedding invitations and there are some which I couldn't attend since it clashes with my cousins' weddings.&lt;br /&gt;A huge congratulations to my cousins, Hafiz and Mona, with their respective partners, Wanie and Zai, on their weddings. The weddings were beautiful, and I swear it made me even thought of getting married right away. On the 18th, it was the akad nikah for Hafiz and Wanie. Had it at Wanie's house on the night itself and she looked so gorgeous, I couldn't take my eyes off her and her baju sooooo prettyyyy! And they put up a tent for us, the groom's side, and it was sooooo breath taking. They had this pretty lights (the one yg kecik2 tu) lilit-ed all the way to the top of the tent. Haiyoh, so hard la to describe, but it was really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5F6Gt3pFI/AAAAAAAABBE/cevelniH0eI/s1600-h/hafiz+nikah+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5F6Gt3pFI/AAAAAAAABBE/cevelniH0eI/s400/hafiz+nikah+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421847865938388050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5F5pk0KyI/AAAAAAAABA8/afWIfJYztuA/s1600-h/Hafiz+nikah+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5F5pk0KyI/AAAAAAAABA8/afWIfJYztuA/s400/Hafiz+nikah+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421847858115783458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5F5R7DQMI/AAAAAAAABA0/dA071ej-LEc/s1600-h/Hafiz+nikah+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5F5R7DQMI/AAAAAAAABA0/dA071ej-LEc/s400/Hafiz+nikah+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421847851766595778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5F5IKx6iI/AAAAAAAABAs/y4vXMFz87mc/s1600-h/hafiz+nikah+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5F5IKx6iI/AAAAAAAABAs/y4vXMFz87mc/s400/hafiz+nikah+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421847849148213794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5GMYMPpQI/AAAAAAAABBM/juCgOISgIv0/s1600-h/hafiz+nikah+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5GMYMPpQI/AAAAAAAABBM/juCgOISgIv0/s400/hafiz+nikah+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421848179866838274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, on the 19th, went to Kuantan for Mona's majlis bertandang to Zai's house. I was the pengapit, it's a last minute thing, I swear. I mean, my baju did not even match the bride and groom's. Mona and I was really really super close when we were growing up, and I just stood there looking at her, GETTING MARRIED! Like crap, I'm her bridesmaid for God's sake. She was lovely, wearing all blue, standing next to Zai.&lt;br /&gt;About the food, Oh My God! Like super effin friggin delicious okay. Kampung style is the way to go yo! We had nasi beriyani and ayam golek. The chicken was so sedap I ended up eating entah berapa pinggan pun I tak ingat. So sedap I think I have to go to Kuantan again and have that ayam golek (yummehhh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5HH7ZnvzI/AAAAAAAABBU/HAPTneKF97E/s1600-h/mona+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5HH7ZnvzI/AAAAAAAABBU/HAPTneKF97E/s400/mona+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421849202930466610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5HVRHKQMI/AAAAAAAABB0/qXPW4JyLJF8/s1600-h/mona+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5HVRHKQMI/AAAAAAAABB0/qXPW4JyLJF8/s400/mona+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421849432096915650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5HIT4WnvI/AAAAAAAABBk/QG4Nv3LlLmc/s1600-h/mona+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5HIT4WnvI/AAAAAAAABBk/QG4Nv3LlLmc/s400/mona+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421849209501818610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5HInhxkOI/AAAAAAAABBs/NZdthNDj8zg/s1600-h/mona+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5HInhxkOI/AAAAAAAABBs/NZdthNDj8zg/s400/mona+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421849214775824610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 20th, it's Hafiz &amp;amp; Wanie's wedding reception. Held at Dewan JKR in KL. The pelamin was so pretty, it's like a garden-ish punya pelamin. As usual, the cousins had to be the usherettes. Nikiee and I were given the honour to embarrass ourselves in front of a whole lot of people, singing 'How Do I Live' as a special request that the groom's side had to send a representative for a performance. Gahhh! Never in a million years will I do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5KQ6-4inI/AAAAAAAABC0/5YJsbwmlU9w/s1600-h/hafiz+rec+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5KQ6-4inI/AAAAAAAABC0/5YJsbwmlU9w/s400/hafiz+rec+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421852655972026994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5KQjegwhI/AAAAAAAABCs/WXdSgSCgSPc/s1600-h/hafiz+rec+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5KQjegwhI/AAAAAAAABCs/WXdSgSCgSPc/s400/hafiz+rec+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421852649662235154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5KQbmZrMI/AAAAAAAABCk/kq8_m9RKxew/s1600-h/hafiz+rec+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5KQbmZrMI/AAAAAAAABCk/kq8_m9RKxew/s400/hafiz+rec+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421852647547841730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5I5CkQBEI/AAAAAAAABCc/dFJQcWiFKPY/s1600-h/hafiz+rec+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5I5CkQBEI/AAAAAAAABCc/dFJQcWiFKPY/s400/hafiz+rec+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421851146179314754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5I41zF0CI/AAAAAAAABCU/zU3iARx-tTo/s1600-h/hafiz+rec+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5I41zF0CI/AAAAAAAABCU/zU3iARx-tTo/s400/hafiz+rec+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421851142751899682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5I4rXO6-I/AAAAAAAABCM/wyXex-hraYE/s1600-h/hafiz+rec+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5I4rXO6-I/AAAAAAAABCM/wyXex-hraYE/s400/hafiz+rec+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421851139950701538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Kp0gyPSI/AAAAAAAABC8/8xzeuKWhPIg/s1600-h/hafiz+rec+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Kp0gyPSI/AAAAAAAABC8/8xzeuKWhPIg/s400/hafiz+rec+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421853083731901730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Kqf3Fu7I/AAAAAAAABDE/5Yto_EiOktU/s1600-h/hafiz+rec+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5Kqf3Fu7I/AAAAAAAABDE/5Yto_EiOktU/s400/hafiz+rec+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421853095368178610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5I32Q3p9I/AAAAAAAABB8/UMENPXJU_PA/s1600-h/hafiz+rec+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5I32Q3p9I/AAAAAAAABB8/UMENPXJU_PA/s400/hafiz+rec+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421851125696931794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The week after that, attended Mai and Farizan's wedding in Teluk Intan. Went there with my colleagues and enjoyed the food. So sedap! I think I have a thing with kampung cooked food (lol). Congrats to both bride and groom! Mai, dapat anak cepat-cepat ye. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5NoXYegmI/AAAAAAAABDM/T0XFsxCaUXo/s1600-h/mai+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5NoXYegmI/AAAAAAAABDM/T0XFsxCaUXo/s400/mai+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421856357267440226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5NoquhK6I/AAAAAAAABDU/yT5gtYFcX3o/s1600-h/mai+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5NoquhK6I/AAAAAAAABDU/yT5gtYFcX3o/s400/mai+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421856362460162978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5No2gAgeI/AAAAAAAABDc/9t8uVPob8jk/s1600-h/mai+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5No2gAgeI/AAAAAAAABDc/9t8uVPob8jk/s400/mai+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421856365620527586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5NpLfKk0I/AAAAAAAABDk/qZNRBYTu4kM/s1600-h/mai+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5NpLfKk0I/AAAAAAAABDk/qZNRBYTu4kM/s400/mai+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421856371254137666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to congratulate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ariff and Fifi&lt;/span&gt; on their wedding. Couldn't attend since it clashed with Hafiz's wedding. Wishing them all the best for their new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hamiza&lt;/span&gt; and husband, Congratulationssss on your wedding! So sorry I couldn't attend it since it clashed with Mona's wedding. Saw the pics and you look lovely Miza! Wishing you all the best and may you live happily married ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more laterssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8837848912691802898-2629861336786718444?l=xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/feeds/2629861336786718444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8837848912691802898&amp;postID=2629861336786718444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2629861336786718444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8837848912691802898/posts/default/2629861336786718444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxniquehoneyz.blogspot.com/2010/01/look-whos-back.html' title='Look who&apos;s back'/><author><name>h o n e y z</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00237474687708225673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://i37.photobucket.com/albums/e66/honeyz87/18-08-07_2052.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wfqDssOvIms/Sz5F6Gt3pFI/AAAAAAAABBE/cevelniH0eI/s72-c/hafiz+nikah+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8837848912691802898.post-285133668518175284</id><published>2009-11-10T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:55:27.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butt cramp (pfft)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omg super &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lapar&lt;/span&gt; please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had butt cramp while practicing our cheer routine this evening. It was like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SNAP!"&lt;/span&gt; and every one was like "hanis are you okay?" "oh shit that's gotta hurt!" etc. Truth is, they didn't want to have to go through to find other replacement for me, considering that we're going to Melaka tomorrow for our 2010 Q1 Nabit Meeting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, that "happening" meeting where all the McDonald's people from every where in Malaysia come and gather to hear the updates, news, and new marketing strategies from the board of directors. And this time, our theme is "World Cup" and HQ is representing Argentina (I swear til now I still can't figure out who came up with the idea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're going to compete with McD's people from Southern, Northern, KL East, KL City Centre, KL West, East Malaysia, and etc in a *drumroll please*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHEERLEADING/BATTLE CRY COMPETITION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I totally forgot all of the cheerleading steps from my cheerleading years back in high school.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, believe it or not, I was a cheerleader. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;And after so many years, of course my body's getting old and it's not as fit as it was before (God, I feel like an old granny trying to do a High-V Motion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, my butt still hurts from the cramp and I can't bend or squat properly, and I'm thinking how in the world should I cheer and dance and yes, paste a HUGE smile on my face and act as if nothing's wrong with my injured butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should be going off to bed now. Mom's sending me to the office at 8am tomorrow and have to wait for Hazura to finish her meeting and then only we can gerak to Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, goodnight every one. 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