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Sebab nye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab kali ni aku bepose dlm keadaan tido di siang hari dan bejaga di mlm hari. balik keje je aku bantai tido sampai la dah petang. so mmg takde la rasa sgt posernye tuh.bebuka pun selalunye kat umah je. dedolu ada gak ke bazar ramadhan ke apa ke. bright side nye, jimat la duit skit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak bestnye cara camni, rs mcm pose time hari2 biasa..ala..mcm masa kene ganti pose tu la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;td tetibe aku tepikio. mak aih tinggal 2 kali je lagi weekend sebelum tamat nye bulan pose.&lt;br /&gt;terus aku berazam next week aku nak rs poser tu bebetul. bejaga time org lain bejaga..rs bahangnye pose tu dan rs damainye perasaan bebuka ketika alunan azan bekumandang.eceh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan jugak, next week aku kene gakla gigih kan diri pi carik barang raya. baju abah, butang baju melayu abah, brooch akak aku yg tesayang, dan kasut raya utk adik aku yg mengada2 tu.hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayla..walaupun dah agak lmbt utk aku ucapkan ni tp lebih baik ucap dr takde lansung kan? maka, SELAMAT POSER &amp;amp; BETARAWIKH SUME!!!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-6522676725991910034?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/6522676725991910034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=6522676725991910034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6522676725991910034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6522676725991910034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doa kan aku..harap2 ini bukan satu penyesalan buat aku di kemudian hari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-1347505334192322702?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/1347505334192322702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=1347505334192322702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1347505334192322702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1347505334192322702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2009/06/kerjaishish.html' title='kerja..ish..ish'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-2736255631698870809</id><published>2009-06-11T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:55:47.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wah..behabuk nye blog aku :D</title><content type='html'>sungguh la bekurun lama nye aku tak apdet blog ni.tu la byk sgt benda nak kene uruskan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bile dah lama tak menulis ni, pala rs sgt kering dgn idea nak becerita tentang apa. apatah le lagi bile aku tgk last apdet aku bekisar tentang kemarahan &amp;amp; kegeraman aku pada org2 tetentu. sungguh tak best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adeh..kering tul ni..tensen tul, time ada masa ni la tatau nak tulis apa plak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la..nnt ada idea aku tulis la kat memana pastu upload je kat  sini.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great weken everibodi! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-2736255631698870809?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/2736255631698870809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=2736255631698870809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/2736255631698870809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/2736255631698870809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2009/06/wahbehabuk-nye-blog-aku-d.html' title='wah..behabuk nye blog aku :D'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-6675672771952418303</id><published>2009-04-07T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T14:57:14.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aku bengang</title><content type='html'>apa org lain ingat senang ke aku nak dpt apa aku dpt arini?&lt;br /&gt;apa korang2 fikir takde pengorbanan yg aku buat?&lt;br /&gt;korang ingat aku suka ke time2 sakit dtg opis tp sebab fikir tanggungjawab tu satu amanah aku dtg jugak?&lt;br /&gt;korang ingat aku tak de benda lain dlm kepala otak selain nak dengki kat korang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tolong korang, carik peluang utk mudahkan keje korang tp apa korang fikir tentang aku, im a ass licker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak hinginla nak dengki2 ni..mak bapak aku tak penah ajar.&lt;br /&gt;kalau korang rs korang deserve, then fight for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau tak puas ati sgt dgn aku, dtg ckp kat aku.ada gak pekdahnye, leh gak aku perbaiki diri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weh, aku tak larat la nak main permainan bodoh ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jgn sampai niat baik aku korang tukar kan buat kan aku pulak rs nak kurang ajar dgn korang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jgn sampai aku rs korang tak respect aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bukan budak kecik yg tatau nak marah. sume ada limit k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-6675672771952418303?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-4834335460248575213</id><published>2009-03-28T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:56:31.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>@)---&gt;---</title><content type='html'>Duhai hati&lt;br /&gt;Cubala menyanyi&lt;br /&gt;Gurindam lagu gembira&lt;br /&gt;Agar tiada lagi sengsara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duhai sang bayu&lt;br /&gt;Pujuklah hati&lt;br /&gt;Usah gusar lagi&lt;br /&gt;Jgn meratapi&lt;br /&gt;Sendu pasti kan pergi&lt;br /&gt;Bahagia menanti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-4834335460248575213?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/4834335460248575213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-5319368624362602634</id><published>2009-02-27T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:58:14.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku dan MRI</title><content type='html'>Semlm akhirnye aku gagahi diri aku utk menjalani pemeriksaan kesihatan (ayat buku tul).&lt;br /&gt;bedebar2 jantung aku memikirkan proses MRI tu. akan ok ke aku berasa dlm terowong yg menghadkan segala pegerakan?dah le aku ni klastropobik..mcm2 mula bemain kat fikiran aku..camne la kalu tetibe takde letrik pastu aku still kat dlm mesin tu..haru tul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp setelah menunggu dgn perasaan yg mencampur baur, nurse tu panggil. dia suh buat MRI.&lt;br /&gt;aku pun melangkah la ke bilik MRI tu..aku angkut sekali patneku yg juga keblurran mcm aku.&lt;br /&gt;sampai je kat tmpt tu, aku disuruh tuko baju.pakai baju kaler pepel.hehe.sejuk je badan kene kain cotton nipis tu.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu bile dah siap pakai baju, aku dibawak masuk ke satu bilik yg sederhana la besonye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, camni mesin MRI?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itu ayat first yg telintas kat pala otak aku bile aku nmpk mesin bagak depan mata ku.&lt;br /&gt;imaginasiku tentang mesin MRI tu meleset sma sekali. nmpk sgt aku ni dah ketinggalan zaman.&lt;br /&gt;skang mesin MRI tu dah ada bentuk yg lain..bukan mcm terowong tu je.&lt;br /&gt;lega skit dada aku..kurang debaran yg dirasai.:)&lt;br /&gt;lepas tu aku diminta baring atas pelantar (apakah betul bhs ku?) sambil kaki dan tangan aku diikat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak dibenarkan begerak sama sekali kecuali gerak kan kepala ke kanan kiri. maka berbaringla aku selama hampir setgh jam kat mesin tu sambil mengontrol tangan dan kaki drpd bergerak sambil mendengar lagu2 romantis dipasang dek brader MRI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SahDEfUP22I/AAAAAAAAAE8/2VHI4YAIBr4/s1600-h/openmri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307565905261091682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SahDEfUP22I/AAAAAAAAAE8/2VHI4YAIBr4/s400/openmri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha..nilah upenye mesin MRI tu (tp dlm gambo ni lawa lagila :D). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rs sesak napeh tu ada skit sebab bile dah masuk tu jarak antara mesin dgn kepala tak sampai pun sejengkal. tp lelama jadi ok. boleh la membuat kan aku telena sekejap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;habis proses MRI, kitorang tunggu keputusan dikeluarkan.bedebo balik dada aku..mcm mana la gamaknye tulang blkg aku ni..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;akhirnye, sekali lagi aku mendapat perkabaran buruk bekait dgn kesihatan aku. adehhhh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;disc kat 2 tulang terakhir tulang blkg aku bengkak. dah terkuar sikit dan menghimpit saraf aku.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dokto tu kata sebab tu kaki mudah kebas, kaki lemah bla bla bla bla bla dan lagi bla.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kesannye..aku tak lagi boleh mengangkat benda berat, cara tido duduk diri sume kene control, kene pasti kan postur aku betul. jogging, naik beskal, tenis ke apa ke jenis eksesais yg lasak pun dah tak boleh aku lakukan..berenang ke tepian je satu2 je eksesais yg dokto sajeskan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haih..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;paling pilu bile dokto kata kalu jadi lebih teruk, pembedahan mungkin harus dilakuakn..TAKMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..aku tak mo kene bedah dah..takut..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;skang, aku kene byk gi berenang..kene jaga makan..dokto suruh kurangkan berat badan (mcm mana la aku nak buat yg ni..:S)..dan aku kene mkn ubat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;harini, aku nak kene pi carik support belt plak..duit lagi..hehe..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tp..aku besyukur sgt..dlm kesusahan ini..adanye dia menemani..menggenggam tangan aku dan bekata sumenye akan ok.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;buatmu patneku yg kini selalu berada di sisi ku,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mekasih atas kasih sayang yg membuatku terus berdiri teguh menghadapi segalanya walau kadang kala aku merasa longlai tidak bermaya. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i lebiu..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/1521971198106941338-5319368624362602634?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/5319368624362602634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=5319368624362602634' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5319368624362602634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5319368624362602634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2009/02/aku-dan-mri.html' title='Aku dan MRI'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SahDEfUP22I/AAAAAAAAAE8/2VHI4YAIBr4/s72-c/openmri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-3388092520088532434</id><published>2009-02-12T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:46:36.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kepeningan yg dah klimaks..hehe</title><content type='html'>Terlalu byk benda yg jadi since last aku tulis entry dlm blog ni. Benda yg best..benda yg tak best..sumenye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byk kali jugak aku cuba nak apdet blog tp tak sempat. Kerja yg menimbun membuatkan aku akur utk hanya menyimpan semua cerita dlm kotak ingatan aku je. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harini setelah befikir panjang tentang perkara2 yg jadi dlm idup aku..aku nak jugak menulis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semlm rsnye ada lah klimaks bg kepeningan aku utk beberapa bulan ni. Pening mcm mana pun pasal benda lain..tu sume ok lagi..tp pening bab duit dgn yg satu ni lah yg aku mmg jadi dungu nak fiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..Sakit blkg yg membuatkan aku merana, dah menjadi semakin teruk. Aku dah jumpa dokte. Dah buat x-ray tp takde pape. Tp dokte kata agak teruk gak keadaan aku sebab bile dia buat ujian ke atas kaki aku, kaki kiri aku nmpk nye lemah. Takut urat saraf aku yg ada masalah katanye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia suruh aku buat MRI. Gedebuk..tetibe aku cam rs benda nak hempap pala..hehe..mahal kos nak buat MRI tu. RM850!! Gaji? Kang tak mkn plak aku..Saving? ciput sgt. Haih..so aku kensel kan.aku amik ubat je dr docte tu. Balik je umah..stat la aku termenung pjg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dlm setahun ni, mcm2 penyakit aku..duit pun byk habis..duit aku ..duit dia yg besama aku.haih...lepas operation kene cucuk homon, lepas tu tetibe dtg gastric la plak. Setiap bulan ada je muka aku tecongok kat memana klinik &amp;amp; hospital. If just nak amik mc tu best la gak.hehe.tp ni..adeh..tak tetahan rsnye..berat badan pun naik mendadak yg aku pun dah tatau nak buat camne..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu, aku mula tekenang..tefiki..mcm mana la kalau aku sakit..kalau la aku tetibe lumpuh separuh badan ke..sape nak jaga aku..camne aku nak survive..sekarang pun aku lebih suke menahan sakit sendiri..setakat cakap sakit gitu je lah..padahal rs nak sangat la org urut aku ke..belai aku ke..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr idup menyusahkan org..aku rs baik jgn sakit atau mati je terus..camtu lah..mcm arwah mak aku.sanggup taknak operate sebab takut nnt lumpuh satu badan terus takleh bangun n harapkan belas ehsan org je.aku pun tak nak org kasihan kat aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakikatnye..seandainye kesihatan aku merosot lebih teruk..aku memilih utk hanya bediam diri..biarlah aku tanggung sendiri..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebalik bab MRI, sebahagian dr diri aku rs nak pegi buat check up tu, separuh lagi rs, takpelah..biarlah hingga aku dah tak mampu lagi nak buat pape..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku takleh nak decide..hehe..tp aku rs aku stick tu biar lah dulu.. ngge :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doa la aku sihat je selalu..huhu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-3388092520088532434?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/3388092520088532434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=3388092520088532434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3388092520088532434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3388092520088532434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2009/02/kepeningan-yg-dah-klimakshehe.html' title='kepeningan yg dah klimaks..hehe'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-1434788028788648508</id><published>2009-01-18T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T08:20:42.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>makin ari aku makin jd gila!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp arini aku nak cite skit pasal benda yg jadi pada arini gak.buat pertama kalinye aku buat error yg kire effect kat team punya performance la. sungguh aku rs tak best1st time aku ngelat guna check list yg patut aku guna tu bebetul. aku tgk cam2tu je.&lt;br /&gt;bile bos tanya nape error, aku mmg takde alasan lain kecuali kecuaian diri. nak kata bz pun sbg alasan, nape tak mintak tlg org lain buat kan.&lt;br /&gt;so takde alasan la.aku yg ngelat.huhu..aku harap sangat benda ni aku tak ulang lagi.tak sangka tul la termasuk dlm kalangan org yg buat error.dah jatuh skit la performance aku.:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu harini gak la pepagi buta aku dpt msg org tuduh aku hipokrit. org tuduh aku tak kenang budi..org kata aku pentingkan diri. aku dah tatau nak reply apa..nak kata apa..aku biarkan je..aku taknak jd mcm dia..aku nak jadi berbeza. lantak la org nak kata apa.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skang ni plak aku tgh nak siap kan keje yg taiknya dihasilkan oleh team mate aku. :D&lt;br /&gt;tak pasal2 keje aku duk setelkan masalah org lain. memula hangin gak tp pastu sempena tahun baru ni aku nak take it positively.&lt;br /&gt;oklah kengkawan, aku tau entry aku celaru.nnt ada masa aku apdet entry elok2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAMAT TAHUN BARU SUME :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-6558073718505558852?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/6558073718505558852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=6558073718505558852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6558073718505558852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6558073718505558852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/12/lama-aku-tak-apdet-blog-ni.html' title='kesawangan sempena tahun baru :D'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7659730921794024628</id><published>2008-12-05T12:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:14:09.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kepulangan</title><content type='html'>dia akan pulang...&lt;br /&gt;esok adalah harinya..&lt;br /&gt;pertemuan yg pertama...'semula'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-7659730921794024628?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7659730921794024628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7659730921794024628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7659730921794024628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7659730921794024628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/12/kepulangan.html' title='kepulangan'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-1235257507351588242</id><published>2008-11-26T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T19:00:46.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kentut itew nikmat :D</title><content type='html'>perghhh..nikmat gile bile dpt kentut time sume org takde kat opis.muakaka..harumannye tidak terkata menusuk ke idung sendirik.&lt;br /&gt; nilah bahananye bile jam dah pun kul 11 pagi tp aku masih kat opis, tak balik tido lagi.tatau la mlm ni aku dtg keje mcm mana rupe aku nnt. :D&lt;br /&gt;tp berbalik pada tajuk entry aku..betul tak, korng setuju tak, kentut itew sangat nikmat rsnye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-1235257507351588242?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/1235257507351588242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=1235257507351588242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1235257507351588242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1235257507351588242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/11/kentut-itew-nikmat-d.html' title='kentut itew nikmat :D'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-4982352899747405646</id><published>2008-11-24T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:23:08.147-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the @#$%%^^*&amp;^^%#&amp;%^&amp;@!</title><content type='html'>Akak aku tepon. Dia plan nak jumpa aku minggu ni.dia cuti seminggu katanye lepas tu ada kenduri plan kat kg belah husband dia. Dlm borak2 tu dia bg tau yg adik aku akan ikut dia balik umah dia nnt. Tetibe aku jdi marah &amp;amp; sedih. Aku rs mmg sebab hormone aku yg tak stabil ni la tp aku rs gak sebab aku tersgt dah jauh dr adik beradik aku sume.&lt;br /&gt;Akak aku takleh nak dtg umah aku sebab osmet aku tak suka so aku malas nak gaduh2. adik aku plak sejak becinta, makin kerap kuar dr umah. Tido umah kawan dia. Akak aku plak tak abis2 backing adik aku. Dia backing lagi ke gamaknye if dia tau adik aku tu pun sama je mcm aku. Aku jadi sedih dgn adik aku sebab aku dah cube buat byk benda bg dia selesa even ada jugak kurang sana sini.setakat mintak ada kat umah seminggu dr cuti dia yg sebulan tu pun susah.&lt;br /&gt;Saat ni aku rs nak jerit panggil mak aku. Aku sgt2 rindu kan mak aku..yg buat aku rs aku ni penting dlm idup dia. :S&lt;br /&gt;Hati aku rs mcm benci sgt kat sume benda..aku malas sgt nak buat pape utk sesapa. Sape yg pedulik pun?&lt;br /&gt;Adik aku  dgn beradik aku yg lain mesti rs aku ni penting kan org lain, mesti rs aku ntah pape, padahal takde sape pun tau apa aku tanggung.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Takpe, aku janji dgn diri aku. Lantak lah pe je yg org lain nak buat. Aku tak kan amik pedulik lagi. Mulai hari ni aku tak nak amik tau pun org2 yg dekat dgn aku nak baut apa. Korang buat la pe je yg korang nak buat. Aku dah tak larat nak pedulik. Org buat aku mcm sampah. Nak kutip, taknak sepak2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rs..makin hari hati aku makin tak kuasa nak ada rs sayang2 ni. Buang karan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-4982352899747405646?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/4982352899747405646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=4982352899747405646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/4982352899747405646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/4982352899747405646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/11/what.html' title='What the @#$%%^^*&amp;^^%#&amp;%^&amp;@!'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-6474626484701361112</id><published>2008-11-19T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:26:34.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Magnet = Kurangkan performance barang letrik?</title><content type='html'>Aku duk tgh buat keje ni pastu terpandang la kat magnet2 yg aku letak kat cpu aku nih.&lt;br /&gt;Tetibe teringat, a friend told me magnet can somehow contribute to decrease my cpu performance. Betul ke ek? Member aku tu plak tak ingat apa benda yg boleh sebab kan kurang perform tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wants to believe it and another part mcm tak caya je. But actually, I did encounter a problem with my fridge where i put a fridge magnet all over it. Lampu tak nyala lepas setahun guna. Probnye lampu utk sume. Is it because of somehow the magnet have pulled out the energy from it sources?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak buat uji kaji dgn cpu company ni. Hehe..Keji tul.&lt;br /&gt;4 magnets were placed on the cpu where I pasted all the post-it notes. We’ll look what will happen to my cpu withing a year.ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;If I keep on having trouble with my CPU, so tau lah kesimpulannye magnet mmg membawa keburukan bile diletak behampiran barang eletrik! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-6474626484701361112?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/6474626484701361112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=6474626484701361112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6474626484701361112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6474626484701361112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/11/magnet-kurangkan-performance-barang.html' title='Magnet = Kurangkan performance barang letrik?'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-1774059667439031296</id><published>2008-11-19T14:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:46:27.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apabila korang rs korang bukan la part of future plan dia  walaupun dia selalu kata korang mmg future dia.</title><content type='html'>Aku tetibe terasa nak menulis entry tentang tajuk diatas.&lt;br /&gt;Teringat masa becinta time budak2 dulu. Macam2 plan aku buat temasuk la yg poyo2.&lt;br /&gt;Plan masa depan aku kerap kali aku bincangkan dgn partner aku. Dr segi nak pakai baju sampai la nak mintak keje apa.&lt;br /&gt;Tp aku rs sekarang keadaan dah sedikit berubah. Mungkin definisi future plan tu sendiri ada byk. Aku tatau.&lt;br /&gt;Cuma skang aku menghadapi situasi di mana aku sedikit keliru. Aku rs mcm future aku bukan sebahagian dr future plan dia tp aku is part of future dia. Confusing isn’t it? J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all started when we took the big step dlm kerjaya memasing. Masa memula dia tuka keje, kitorang takde pun bincangkan sgt pasal keje tu. Lebih kepada sesi memberitahu yg dia akan amik keje tu dan aku plak sort of akur je la. Then, mula dr tu satu2 plan kitorang lebih terarah kpd buat plan utk diri memasing. Aku tuka jugak keje dgn harapan things gonna changed. Well, it did la. Bile aku keje mlm, cara fikiran aku sedikit berubah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, balik pada topic, lepas aku tuka keje, dia kene betugas plak kat tmpt lain, actually mmg dah tau pun kene betugas kat tmpt lain masa memula dpt job tu. Lagi sekali aku akur kan je. Nak buat pe pun. Itu plan dia, plan susulan dr plan asal la kirenye. Tp kali ni, aku sedikit tersentap la, sebab aku rs it was easy for her utk tuka2 keje, make plans tp tak bg aku. Aku nak tuka keje ni pun punyalah aku pikio dalam2. Aku pujuk ati aku sendiri, pada aku itu rezeki dia, dah dia ada pengalaman. Lagipun apa hak aku nak halang2 pe dia dah plan nak buat. Tp since kitorang jauh, byk kali dia ckp bout future plan dgn aku, dan bile aku mengelak dia seakan merajuk, anggap yg aku takde ati nak bina masa depan dgn dia. Sedangkan hakikatnye, aku masih bertatih dlm cuba adapt diri aku pada situasi sekarang. Then semlm, dia membuatkan aku terus terkesima tak terkata. Plan yg dia buat utk diri dia, nak berenti dlm masa 2 tahun dr kampeni sekarang. Mmg la dia kata belum tentu pun lagi  tp utk tahu dia boleh fikir macam tu cukup mengelirukan aku. Tak terfikir ke dia yg aku tuka keje pun part of it sebab dia? Tak ke dia tau it wasn’t easy for me utk pilih keje skang ni?&lt;br /&gt;Saat ni, aku tatau nak rs apa tp aku tau marah bukan apa yg ada dlm dada aku.&lt;br /&gt;Cuma satu yg pasti disebalik kekeliruan aku, kitorang boleh ada future plan, masa depan  tu akan ada aku dan ada dia, tp plan2 kitorang tak semestinya ada each other didalamnye. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setakat tu je luahan hati aku utk harini.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Dahle lama tak update blog tetibe update bg entry poyo.sorry lah ek. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-1774059667439031296?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/1774059667439031296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=1774059667439031296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1774059667439031296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1774059667439031296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/11/apabila-korang-rs-korang-bukan-la-part.html' title='Apabila korang rs korang bukan la part of future plan dia  walaupun dia selalu kata korang mmg future dia.'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-6129354942407735621</id><published>2008-11-14T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T16:47:23.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When will this pain go away?!</title><content type='html'>I thought I'm strong enough to keep it all to myself, but truth is, I'm far from strong. I'm damn weak....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying inside and no body knows. what should i do now? How to make me strong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried hard to get noticed..for people to appreciate me more..but end of the day..what did i get from it? Frustration. Humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant think of anything now. I'm so sad. What's left for me to fight for? Everything seems to fall apart. Everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-6129354942407735621?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/6129354942407735621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=6129354942407735621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6129354942407735621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6129354942407735621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-will-this-pain-go-away.html' title='When will this pain go away?!'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7520862457358138262</id><published>2008-11-14T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:16:10.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duit oh duit.</title><content type='html'>Org selalu kata bestnye if dpt kawin dgn org kaya. Leh la beli memacam dgn senang hati.&lt;br /&gt;Adeh, bunyiknye mcm sedap je tp hakikatnye kang dpt kawin org kaya ada plak la masalah lain. :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this month is my cutting-down-everything month. Trying hard to cut cost.huhu.&lt;br /&gt;Bulan ni la road tax aku mati, bulan ni jugak la nak setelkan insurans aku. Bulan ni jugak la kene bayo byk kat kedit kad sebab aku guna byk time raya ritu. Senang cite sume la benda nak jadi bulan ni yg sumenye guna duit.&lt;br /&gt;Aku ni dah byk kali dah berazam nak manage duit bebetul. Time nak menyimpan tu la tetibe keta nak kene tuko taya la, kasut koyak la, baju sendat dah sampai nmpk sume taya2 spare la, erti kata lain nye..sume nak kene membeli.huhu..geram tul aku.&lt;br /&gt;bile nye lah aku mampu bebetul sacrifice utk menyimpan duit ni?*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silap aku gak la..aku ni susah tul kalu tak membeli..mesti nak membazir so lagi lah cost aku meningkat. Aku tak reti nak disiplinkan diri aku la. ish..camne ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulan ni aku nak beli 2 je benda yg kire beso, buku cite yg kuidamkan &amp;amp; kasut aku yg dah koyak.&lt;br /&gt;Hasrat nak anto duit kat org jauh mintak belikan brg pun aku pendamkan je.hehe..nak ajo diri beringat skit yg bile takde duit tu buat cara takde duit.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HArapnye berjayalah aku mengontrol duit aku bulan ni.Tulun kengkawan....tulun aku disiplin skit ni.hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-7520862457358138262?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7520862457358138262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7520862457358138262' title='2 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sampai orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;apa lagi, bantai gelak la aku kekuat.adeh.tebayang aku org mkn belacan pastu orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;adeh..sungguh tak kene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korang imagine la if betul mkn belacan tu boleh buat org orgasm kan, tak perlu la susah2 partner korang nak puas kan korang.bg je belacan.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish tak terbayang aku aksi beorgasm mkn belacan.hahahaha.adeh pecah perut aku gelak.:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-3615031027822431342?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/3615031027822431342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=3615031027822431342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3615031027822431342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3615031027822431342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/belacanorgasm.html' title='Belacan=orgasm?'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-611114434630884936</id><published>2008-10-27T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:06:42.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Selimut hati</title><content type='html'>Aku kan menjadi malam-malammu.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SQYfK4yl1HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J4XDo6JrNrM/s1600-h/3PP5CA7OMCCFCAJ3LZS1CAUU8QESCAL3WSX6CA7SPNWBCAA1R95MCA943B9BCARUCWGLCA9OTTZ0CA7RCV2RCAWELMYNCAAQHRN6CAG9X3AHCASY05JBCA08EXAGCAEP3680CAENEUOECAPDLPZHCAJ34WAO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261927486532736114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SQYfK4yl1HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J4XDo6JrNrM/s400/3PP5CA7OMCCFCAJ3LZS1CAUU8QESCAL3WSX6CA7SPNWBCAA1R95MCA943B9BCARUCWGLCA9OTTZ0CA7RCV2RCAWELMYNCAAQHRN6CAG9X3AHCASY05JBCA08EXAGCAEP3680CAENEUOECAPDLPZHCAJ34WAO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kan menjadi mimpi-mimpimu&lt;br /&gt;Dan selimuti hatimu..yang beku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku kan menjadi bintang-bintangmu..Kan slalu menyinarimu..&lt;br /&gt;Dan menghapus rasa rindumu..yang pilu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bisa untuk menjadi.. apa yang kau minta..&lt;br /&gt;Untuk menjadi apa yang kau impikan&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ku tak bisa menjadi dirinya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku kan menjadi embun pagimu..yang kan menyejukkan jiwamu..&lt;br /&gt;Dan kan membasuh hatimu..yang layu&lt;br /&gt;Tinggalkan sejenak lalumu..beri s'dikit waktu..&lt;br /&gt;Kepadaku..tuk meyakinkanmu...&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/1521971198106941338-611114434630884936?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/611114434630884936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=611114434630884936' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/611114434630884936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/611114434630884936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/selimut-hati.html' title='Selimut hati'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SQYfK4yl1HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/J4XDo6JrNrM/s72-c/3PP5CA7OMCCFCAJ3LZS1CAUU8QESCAL3WSX6CA7SPNWBCAA1R95MCA943B9BCARUCWGLCA9OTTZ0CA7RCV2RCAWELMYNCAAQHRN6CAG9X3AHCASY05JBCA08EXAGCAEP3680CAENEUOECAPDLPZHCAJ34WAO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-6997417206898827091</id><published>2008-10-27T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:40:58.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evolve..something different..</title><content type='html'>While I was driving to work, something came across my mind. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Questions&lt;/span&gt;…Lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SQYZMKsW9lI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5S_vEd6G1DU/s1600-h/quest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261920911448536658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SQYZMKsW9lI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5S_vEd6G1DU/s320/quest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have changed. I, myself, am no longer sure whether I am the same person or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to question myself, what if my mind can no longer think of the ordinary, what if, it can think of something I can never think of before, what if the mind set has changed, what if it can drives me to do something that I thought can never be done by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not only bout the mind, it’s also bout the things I’m capable of doing now. Things which somehow, portrayed me as someone different. What should I say when people come to me and tell me, I’ve changed, and seek for the reason why, while I have none to give?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to please everyone in every way even sometimes it were hard to do. However, rite now, I’m slowly become selfish (if that is what it should be called). I put a limit to everything so that I’ll no more be hurt. Some will still see me trying to please everyone but no one will ever know the true reason behind it.&lt;br /&gt;Aku lebih kepada malas nak adap kesan dr bile aku tak buat pe yg org nak aku buat. Get it? It’s ok. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is, I feel something is happening to me. Good thing or bad, I can never tell. I’ll see where this will get me to. If it’ll leads me to become some one bad, I’ll change..to the person I used to be. :) Till then, consider me as evolving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-6997417206898827091?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/6997417206898827091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=6997417206898827091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6997417206898827091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6997417206898827091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/evolvesomething-different.html' title='Evolve..something different..'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SQYZMKsW9lI/AAAAAAAAAEg/5S_vEd6G1DU/s72-c/quest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-3585268079246549801</id><published>2008-10-23T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:55:56.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>owh apa nak jadi....</title><content type='html'>This is my 2nd entry for the day.hehe&lt;br /&gt;But this one will be a very short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulun.Help.Komeiya.&lt;br /&gt;Aku duk asik tgk benda alah ni kat ebay je. Payahnye aku nak resist perasaanku terhadapnya. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SQDkuGyC6DI/AAAAAAAAAEY/mbfW2ZUW3HQ/s1600-h/samsung+omnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260455845514373170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SQDkuGyC6DI/AAAAAAAAAEY/mbfW2ZUW3HQ/s320/samsung+omnia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak stop la membazir tp hati ku degil..Apa nak buat ni? Apsai la hati aku ni degil sangat? Huhuhuhuhuhu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-3585268079246549801?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/3585268079246549801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=3585268079246549801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3585268079246549801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3585268079246549801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/owh-apa-nak-jadi.html' title='owh apa nak jadi....'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SQDkuGyC6DI/AAAAAAAAAEY/mbfW2ZUW3HQ/s72-c/samsung+omnia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-4883979119735872720</id><published>2008-10-23T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T13:42:03.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apa pilihan hati anda?</title><content type='html'>YEAY!!! It's finally friday. The time shows that it is now 3 o'clock in the morning. Ktorang br je balik supper kat old town. Lepak2 dgn bebudak opis ni mesti ada topik2 menarik yg dibincangkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've talked about cars, what's on discovery channel, life, works and many more.&lt;br /&gt;But today, the most interesting topic was about how do we make a right choice in love, how to choose, how to know whether we’ve made a right choice or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of coz there were few arguments given by each of us but most of them were saying that when it comes to love, choose the one who loves you, not the one you love, which I’m agree and disagree with. Haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, we have the right to love and be love in return. Seek for what our heart wants as happiness comes from the heart. Tapi jgn la plak ikut hati membabi buta. Tak pasal jd mcm babi buta. We still have to take into consideration the other options we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cthnye la if nak pilih antara dua org mamat ni utk kite pilih jadi husband kite. Satu kite cinta, satu lagi tu cintakan kite. Kite tgk kualiti yg ada kat mamat yg kite cinta and yg cintakan kite tu. Tgk berbaloikah utk kite pikat mamat yg kite cinta tu. Kite cube dulu utk dpt kan yg kite cintakan tu. Tapi if kite tak dpt jugak at least kite dah berusaha dan kite tau itu bukan jodoh kite. And if by that time si yg cintakan kite masih menantikan kite, tak salah utk kite cuba pada hubungan itu. But again, it’s not necessary end up with a marriage. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa it’s hard to give your heart, fully, to the person you didn’t really love at the beginning.  Mcm a bit unfair coz his whole heart is for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tp tulah, ada cinta yg kekal walau bukan cinta yg terhebat bg seseorang tu.&lt;br /&gt;Faham tak? Ada org pernah becinta, rs cinta yg sgt hebat tp sayang tak berpanjangan. Tapi bile dia becinta lagi lepas tu, cinta yg kemudian tu tidaklah sehangat cinta yg dulu tp ia kekal hingga nafas terakhir gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entahla, bile difikir2 kan balik, sgt susah bile ia melibatkan soal hati dan perasaan. Tak pernah ada indicator tertentu yg menunjukkan betul atau salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulan disebalik entry aku yg berbelit arini, ikutlah kata hati dan akal.&lt;br /&gt;Jangan ikut salah satu je. Kebahagiaan kite, kite yg tentukan. Tak perlu put the blame on others when we’re too afraid to make a decision or when thing goes wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios amigos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-4883979119735872720?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/4883979119735872720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=4883979119735872720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/4883979119735872720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/4883979119735872720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/apa-pilihan-hati-anda.html' title='Apa pilihan hati anda?'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7337530230710370715</id><published>2008-10-22T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:03:23.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex..hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;As usual arini aku break besama2 member aku yg biasa.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of topics brought up by them. One of it had caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sex among married couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;The topic itself takde la buat aku sgt2 tertarik. But somehow it did make me thinking of the life I’m having now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How actually people define a relationship like the one I’m currently in? And how do other people accept the idea given by org2 mcm aku when it comes to the matter of sex? Do they take us seriously or look at us as just some other weirdos?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did consider myself married before. Skang kire janda la.hahaha. Cuma skang I prefer to use the term ‘attach to someone’ rather than naming it as a marriage. But truth is many PLU are serious with the relationship they have. They act the way most married people do. They have commitments towards their partner. Tak kire la komitmen zahir atau pun batin. YES, they too have the desire to have sex with their partner. Bab position2 tu pun tak jauh beza dgn those so called normal people buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, aren’t we having the same right to express our opinions too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada gak member2 aku yg tau kesengetan aku ni yg selalu kaitkan bebenda ni dgn agama.&lt;br /&gt;It’s true pe je yg dorang cakap. Aku tak bantah when it comes to agama. Cuma, argument aku, apa yg aku cuba sampai kan adalah hak utk besuara dan diterime sama rata dgn org normal. Kalau nak judge PLU dgn mcm2 lagi hadis agama, aku rs tak perlu senget pun ramai je manusia yg dah berkiblat kan selain Kaabah. I’m sure ramai yg faham maksud aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, aku cuma terfikir tentang benda ni bukannya aku cuba utk membuktikan apa2. :)&lt;br /&gt;Apa org putih kata, my 2 cents? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-7337530230710370715?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7337530230710370715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7337530230710370715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7337530230710370715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7337530230710370715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/sexhehe.html' title='Sex..hehe'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-5081907412479726832</id><published>2008-10-21T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:17:55.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cintanya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;kekalutan dlm jiwa, terlerai hanya dgn kata..&lt;br /&gt;kesakitan dlm hati terubat hanya dgn sebuah senyuman..&lt;br /&gt;apakah bisa ku temui penawar serupa itu?&lt;br /&gt;atau adakah ia hanya sekadar mimpi yg tak mungkin kan bertepi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku...ingin mencari cinta..&lt;br /&gt;yg meyakinkan aku arti sebuah kehidupan..&lt;br /&gt;yg mendambakan jua cintaku seadanya..&lt;br /&gt;merasa kan bahagia, bila kesakitan dan kesengsaraan dtg menguji..&lt;br /&gt;membuatkan fikiran sentiasa tenang hatta dlm golak&lt;br /&gt;jua menerangi hati apabila kegelapan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agungnya sebuah cinta..&lt;br /&gt;apabila bisa ditutur tanpa perlu kata2..&lt;br /&gt;hanya wajah yg mencoretkan seribu makna..&lt;br /&gt;kerna dihati terikat semuanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bukan sang pujangga..bukan juga si penglipur lara meyampaikan kisah cinta..&lt;br /&gt;aku hanya insan biasa..mengharap pada cinta..&lt;br /&gt;pabila dunia mengataku salah, cintanya melihat kebenaran dlm diriku&lt;br /&gt;pabila semuanye memberatkan, cintanya membuatkan kepala dan hatiku merasa ringan..&lt;br /&gt;pabila merasakan sumenya seakan beban, cintanya menjadi bahu buatku bersandar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di penghujung hari..aku lena hanya dalam dakapannya..hatta hanya beralaskan rumput nan hijau dan diselimuti bintang di langit..kerana cinta itu terlalu membuatkan ku asyik dlm lamunan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-5081907412479726832?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/5081907412479726832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=5081907412479726832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5081907412479726832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5081907412479726832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/cintanya.html' title='Cintanya..'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-6561734343729275837</id><published>2008-10-15T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:49:10.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku kene pi tempat ni one day</title><content type='html'>NEW ZEALAND!!! yup. that's the place i've been dreaming to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cantek gile view dia. selalu gi jenjalan mesti nak pi tempat shopping so kali ni aku berangan nak pi tempat yg mendamaikan jiwa dan raga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Org kata negara ni takde la benda sangat compare to Australia. tp utk org yg gemar nak amik2 gamba cantik amats la seswai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is one of my favs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SPZV5CczFQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ptstKKALhM4/s1600-h/P1010793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SPZV5CczFQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ptstKKALhM4/s320/P1010793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257484053400196354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mana nak dpt tmpt where you can sit on the hill and enjoy the view of the city? i reckon the panorama of the night is also beautiful.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NZ ni byk tmpt mcm padang camtu. mcm gamba kat bawah ni, near to the sea. mcm leh picnic2 sambil tgk seagull gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SPZWzYB2wNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OkQMEHY50L0/s1600-h/Memorial+Park+view+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SPZWzYB2wNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/OkQMEHY50L0/s320/Memorial+Park+view+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257485055625183442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sekali, aku nak tgk la sumber asli yg membantu dlm perkembangan tumbesaran aku sehingga menjadi sebesar sekarang ni :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SPZXL2rgdPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JBbK1VcSMT0/s1600-h/P1010812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SPZXL2rgdPI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JBbK1VcSMT0/s320/P1010812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257485476169807090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehhehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-6561734343729275837?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/6561734343729275837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=6561734343729275837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6561734343729275837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6561734343729275837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/aku-kene-pi-tempat-ni-one-day.html' title='Aku kene pi tempat ni one day'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SPZV5CczFQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ptstKKALhM4/s72-c/P1010793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7230157095954187695</id><published>2008-10-13T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:30:37.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new subject?</title><content type='html'>otak aku dr tdi berputar ligat cuba mencari satu entry yg takde kaitan dgn perasaan aku skang ni..but failed.adeh..&lt;br /&gt;seems that it's hard for me to talk bout other things. :S&lt;br /&gt;macam la idup aku tak de benda lain jadi kan?&lt;br /&gt;anyway, aku stat la entry arini dgn beckp tentang taya keta aku (punyala nak lari dr topik perasaan).&lt;br /&gt;arini aku pi bengkel keta. jenuh aku pepusing area umah carik kedai murah.sume nye mahal2 belaka so aku panjangkan la journey, aku balik area umah arwah mak.tanya punya tanya jumpa la satu kedai ni.dpt la murah memandangkan aku nak pakai tayo yg tebal skit.&lt;br /&gt;keta aku tayanye kecik je pun tp bile nak kena tuko 4 bijik tu harus la tangan aku teketo2 nak kuakan duit. time mekanik tu tuko tayo aku pun jenjalan la kat dlm kedai tu, nmpk la aku satu rim ni.mulala aku berangan2 nak pasang kat keta aku. but again lepas aku kire2..haha..aku gelak je..ada ati nak tuko itu ini nak bayo taya pun macam nak nangis.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;pastu aku teringat lak hasrat ati aku yg lately sibuk duk carik keta beso skit.kengkunun nak tuko keta la. lepas kuar duit segedebuk arini, aku terus kensel hasrat aku tu.tunggu la gaji aku beso sebeso2nye baru aku tuko keta beso kot.huhu.mcm tak sanggup je aku nak tanggung maintenance yg mahei utk keta yg lebih beso.so insyaallah if takde hal, aku pakai la keta kecik ni sampai habis bayo.hehehe.so memandang kan aku nakpakai lama lagi keta aku ni, aku nak la tambah sepekara dua..&lt;br /&gt;hasrat baru aku plak:&lt;br /&gt;1. nak tinted keta aku kasi lagi gelap&lt;br /&gt;2. nak tuko rim keta aku bg lagi cantik&lt;br /&gt;3. nak pasang pape yg best.hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harap2 dpt la aku setelkan hajat aku tu satu2.hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erk..tetibe teringat lak..abih le gaji aku bulan ni nak bayo sume2 duit insurans dgn roadtax :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:aku ilang ic dgn lesen.tawakal je aku bawak keta.huhu.esok aku kene la pi jpn.nnt aku cite le pengalaman aku lak.huhu..daaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-7230157095954187695?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7230157095954187695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7230157095954187695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7230157095954187695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7230157095954187695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-subject.html' title='new subject?'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7499790049180385630</id><published>2008-10-06T11:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T12:23:04.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wuhuuu..aku kerja :D</title><content type='html'>I’ve been away for a week. My mind still bit slow to pick up on the new things happen in the office. never thought i'll be glad to see my colleagues..hehe&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu duduk2 je terus buka gtalk..tak saba gile nak chat dgn buah ati ku yg satu itew...nasib baik dpt. Genap dah seminggu kitorang tak jumpa. Perpisahan paling lama dlm relationship kitorang. Byk benda nak cerita tp tak sume mampu diceritakan.. i know she's busy with her works. Dan aku sendiri duk terkial2 belaja benda2 baru tentang system yg akan aku guna kan ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seminggu aku becuti. Lots of things happen. Paling besar aku kire ialah Aidilfitri.&lt;br /&gt;Kali ni aidilfitri aku lansung tak best. Nanti-nanti la aku cite apasal tak best.&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu pekara kedua yg aku kire besa, berjauhan dgn dia yg aku cinta.huhuhu..kejap2 top up tepon je keje aku..sama la dgn dia..bejauhan ni betul2 buat kitorang sasau.tp as what I’ve been told by my friends, I need to be patience as good thing will happen to our relationship. J harap2 betul lah.hehe&lt;br /&gt;So sepanjang seminggu tu keje aku bgn tido call dia, before tido call dia.tu jelah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perkara ketiga lak, tetibe aku dpt call dr member lama..borak punye borak tetibe dia popped up satu soalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Can I ask you something?” Dia tanya. Aku cam tekompius dgn nada suara dia.&lt;br /&gt;“yup. Anything babe.” Blas aku maintain la kan.&lt;br /&gt;“Can I be with you?” Erk..tenganga aku terus walaupun aku tau dia tak nampk.&lt;br /&gt;Pelik gila aku dgn member aku ni. We’ve been friends since we’re in standard 1. Gile lama la. Macam2 reason aku bg kat dia utk tolak baik2 tp dia taknak terima alasan aku . Jenuh gak la aku meresist. I don’t want to lose a friend for something useless. 2 3 ari gak la dia keeps on asking the same thing to me. Sampai naik pening pala aku. Last2 aku avoid call and sms dia. It’s not my intention to play with people’s heart.&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik la arini dia dah ok skit. Tak tanya lagi soalan tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pekara ke empat..apa ek..ooo..sumthing happen..it changes me. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu je utk entry kali ni.hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-7499790049180385630?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7499790049180385630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7499790049180385630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7499790049180385630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7499790049180385630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/10/wuhuuuaku-kerja-d.html' title='wuhuuu..aku kerja :D'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7829191580230365081</id><published>2008-09-26T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T13:01:41.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hati ingin berbicara..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;26 Sept: Hati...telah pun mati..Tiada apa lagi utk ku..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah utk berapa kali aku menulis entry tentang perasaan aku pun aku tatau. Sometimes I wish I can write bout something happy or even to share bout anything other than the frustration towards the world I'm facing now.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..but..I just cant.&lt;br /&gt;Dah 5 bulan rsnye aku idup dlm keadaan yg membuatkan aku tak mampu utk terus tersenyum.&lt;br /&gt;Satu2 ujian yg perlu aku hadapi.&lt;br /&gt;Satu2 perancangan aku akhir nye hanya ke longkang.&lt;br /&gt;Semangat yg ada semakin berkurang. Utk hari ni je pun semangat aku mcm dah berada sekadar takat tapak kaki.&lt;br /&gt;Aku betul2 ilang arah kali ni. Aku betul2 tak sangka aku perlu harungi sumenye seorang diri. Pada apa harus aku paut kan tangan aku supaya aku tidak jatuh rebah ke bumi.&lt;br /&gt;No one knows it's hard for me to deal with all this. Aku tau org akan kata aku ni over. Tak sepatutnye rs mcm ni. Perasan ni mengingatkan aku pada raya 1st aku tanpa mak aku disisi. Tatkala bapak aku bawak bini dia aka mak tiri aku balik kg. Perasaan yg mana org suruh aku utk bolayan je tp aku tak mampu and akhirnye aku terpaksa angkat kaki dan pergi.&lt;br /&gt;Dah 3 hari air mata aku senang je nak mengalir. Aku bukak mulut je air mata aku begenang. Damn this is hard.&lt;br /&gt;Kenapa aku tak punya kekuatan utk membiarkan je sume berlalu tanpa memberi impak kat aku. Sakitnye segala organ2 aku. Aku betul2 tak mampu nak think straight.........&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..biarlah aku tinggalkan kekaburan ini setakat disini.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya sume..&lt;br /&gt;Aku mohon ampun dan maaf atas sume salah dan silap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1521971198106941338-7829191580230365081?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7829191580230365081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7829191580230365081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7829191580230365081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7829191580230365081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Hati ingin berbicara..'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7280515092290753746</id><published>2008-09-24T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:45:58.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling...in despair</title><content type='html'>Falling in to an endless well of despair&lt;br /&gt;Tumbling over and over, screaming only in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Hitting the bottom to me would be a relief&lt;br /&gt;DEATH.... ahh so appealing..when despair is your only friend. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-7280515092290753746?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7280515092290753746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7280515092290753746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7280515092290753746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7280515092290753746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/09/fallingin-despair.html' title='Falling...in despair'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-8574053876284593504</id><published>2008-09-15T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:32:14.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the graveyard!</title><content type='html'>Hallo everyone (as if there are peoples reading this..hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 2nd day I'm in the new team. I'm feeling bit weird with the new environment..is like..I'm starting all over again. I have to meet new friends, learning new things and go through trainings again! It's all a bit tiring and bored at the same time. I have no idea why I'm not like the others who looks so excited bout all this.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's too early for me to make a judgment. Perhaps I should wait for at least a month or two..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, days gone by..few days left before that day arrives. The day where every Muslims celebrate their victory.. I will be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope..I’ll have the strength to face everything on my own. To have faith that sun will always shine after the rains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-8574053876284593504?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/8574053876284593504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=8574053876284593504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/8574053876284593504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/8574053876284593504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-graveyard.html' title='Welcome to the graveyard!'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-5501662318584010306</id><published>2008-09-10T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T02:50:54.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's never been easy to say goodbye</title><content type='html'>Today is my last day in this team. I'm going to leave all the people that have been nice to me since the first day I joined the company. It's hard, never been easy. This place have so much memories.&lt;br /&gt;I've learn to be strong and to be mature each day coz I've been surrounded by those who became my great supporters.&lt;br /&gt;But, the decision is already been made. I'll be part of a new team. Definitely will meet new friends which I hope will accept me as who I am.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck. I need one.&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends here, all the best. I'm gonna miss you guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-5501662318584010306?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/5501662318584010306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=5501662318584010306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5501662318584010306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5501662318584010306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-never-been-easy-to-say-goodbye.html' title='It&apos;s never been easy to say goodbye'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-1218552991558110184</id><published>2008-09-03T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:38:05.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*Choices*</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mood: Neutral&lt;br /&gt;Song: Matahari&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Office&lt;br /&gt;Time : 6.30 am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices? Yup. Today’s entry is all about making choice.&lt;br /&gt;Some said life is all about making choice, either good one or bad one. I received an email 2 days ago regarding making choice in life.&lt;br /&gt;It knocked me in the head..made me realized, how we react or feel towards something, are actually based on what we choose it to be.&lt;br /&gt;So what if our decision was a bad one? Take it as a new process of learning to make we be more aware in future. Treat it as a valuable experience. Then, decide to be on the right track again. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time something bad happen, we have 2 choices, let it get into us…spoil our mood, take it as if we’re a victim or to face it and take it as a lesson, learn from it. Think that nothing will change even if we’re not in a good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our attitude is the only thing that no one can control or take it from us. If we can control this, everything will be easier for us to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain’t easy to be optimistic about life, but it’s worth trying though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday you have the choice to enjoy your life or to hate it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-1218552991558110184?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/1218552991558110184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=1218552991558110184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1218552991558110184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1218552991558110184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/09/choices.html' title='*Choices*'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-5102682330446362920</id><published>2008-08-24T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:11:57.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>worng date?!!!</title><content type='html'>haha..in my previous entry, i've mentioned bout my appointment with a doc. i thought i escaped already..i was wrong..haha..it's not 22/08 but 27/08!..&lt;br /&gt;adeh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-5102682330446362920?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/5102682330446362920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=5102682330446362920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5102682330446362920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5102682330446362920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/08/worng-date.html' title='worng date?!!!'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-733262443321826577</id><published>2008-08-21T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:52:05.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Appointment with doc?erk..hehehehe</title><content type='html'>YEAY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;For the first time after operation I'm avoiding check-ups.hehe&lt;br /&gt;I have an appointment with my doc today and I feel so lazy to drive my car and face the traffic jams just to get a 20 minutes check up.:D&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything will be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-733262443321826577?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/733262443321826577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=733262443321826577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/733262443321826577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/733262443321826577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/08/appointment-with-docerkhehehehe.html' title='Appointment with doc?erk..hehehehe'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7719101607808860008</id><published>2008-08-13T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:04:14.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yesterday was our first year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of thing happens since the day we decided to become an item.&lt;br /&gt;Never thought this relationship can survives this long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, times had shown that I’m wrong!&lt;br /&gt;Just look at us now, we'd managed to get through all the hard times and still standing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, each day will be better than the day before.&lt;br /&gt;May we cherish every moments we spend together.&lt;br /&gt;Our love is all that matters, as it keeps us from being apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sayang, don't ever give up.&lt;br /&gt;Future awaits us. We’ll build a happy life as one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another Year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another year to create&lt;br /&gt;precious memories together.&lt;br /&gt;Another year to discover&lt;br /&gt;new things to enjoy about each other.&lt;br /&gt;Another year to build&lt;br /&gt;a life rich in love and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Another year to strengthen&lt;br /&gt;a relationship that defines "forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Anniversary!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-7719101607808860008?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7719101607808860008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7719101607808860008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7719101607808860008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7719101607808860008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-9167709294105160278</id><published>2008-08-08T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T05:00:29.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.57pm</title><content type='html'>Mum, what am i suppose to do without you?&lt;br /&gt;How will i know this path I've choosen is the right one?&lt;br /&gt;When will I be able to cope with all this, mum? Everything seems so difficult to get through.&lt;br /&gt;I need you to be here, mum. To comfort me when thing goes wrong. To tell me it's ok for me to follow my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-9167709294105160278?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/9167709294105160278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=9167709294105160278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/9167709294105160278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/9167709294105160278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/08/757pm.html' title='7.57pm'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-8788411134622832436</id><published>2008-07-29T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:29:56.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kepala pening :S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SI-83GZ-WSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mUrOrOdTssI/s1600-h/confused.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228605347198818594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="173" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SI-83GZ-WSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mUrOrOdTssI/s320/confused.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hallo guys! Good morning. Hope today will begins with a wonderful thing.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, day started a bit off plan. Hopefully, it will not ruin my mood for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Again, arini pun aku takde keje. So, i'm reading this book titled: 'English for Malaysians', to occupy myself. It's a book for slow learners like me, to understand grammar and improve writing skills.Very usefull book. :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not writing the review of the book. Want to talk bout something else though. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok guys, how many of you out there had face a situation where you suddenly feel something wrong with your brain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing related to pain, I mean. It's when you had difficulties in remembering things, difficulties to find the suitable words when you want to write a very short email, or even to figure out what to do next after you've done something. As if your mind had been blocked by something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently in this kind of situation. It's driving me mad actually. I can't even remember where did I put my charger.There was one time when I look at a page and I felt something was wrong with it but I just cant figured out what was wrong. It took me few hours to examine every words and format of the page, still, I failed to determine the error. At the end, it was something so obvious to be overlooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's getting worst each day. I misplaced an envelope with money in it. Forget to do laundry. huhu..may more la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can somebody tell me how to overcome this?&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* &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/1521971198106941338-8788411134622832436?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/8788411134622832436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=8788411134622832436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/8788411134622832436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/8788411134622832436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/07/kepala-pening-s.html' title='Kepala pening :S'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SI-83GZ-WSI/AAAAAAAAAC0/mUrOrOdTssI/s72-c/confused.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-3571485205160616592</id><published>2008-07-28T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T00:29:52.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayat-ayat-ayat-ayat</title><content type='html'>As usual..aku tidak pandai utk mencari ayat2 yg sesuai utk membuat intro.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;should've learn how to write an essay just like in the secondary school. :)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nothing much to share. I am writing as I have nothing else to do. Kerja aku byk pending kat org lain.Habis la nnt by the time sume released, aku bz la balik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..as i said earlier, i dont have much to share except this: "Ayat-ayat Cinta"&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak ckp pasal lagu.I've been listening to this song for few days now. Trying to understand the story delivered through this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tau lagu ni OST bg citer Ayat-ayat Cinta. A movie based on a novel written by an Indonesian author. It's about a muslim guy, who still studying in Al-azhar university, with four beautiful, distinctly different women. How he overcomes obstacles in order to maintain his loyalty towards Islam. Cant story more cuz I, myself, haven't watch it yet.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa memula aku tgk video clip lagu ni, aku dah ada rs nak tgk cite ni. Or at least to have the chance to read the book..(But my sis didn't recommended it! Dislike the character of Fahri. She said as if that type of guy still exist here on our earth.hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah. Need to get back to 'pretending-im-busy' mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desir pasir di padang tandus&lt;br /&gt;Segersang pemikiran hati&lt;br /&gt;Terkisah ku di antara cinta yang rumit&lt;br /&gt;Bila keyakinanku datang&lt;br /&gt;Kasih bukan sekadar cinta&lt;br /&gt;Pengorbanan cinta yang agung&lt;br /&gt;Ku pertaruhkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan bila ku tak sempurna&lt;br /&gt;Cinta ini tak mungkin ku cegah&lt;br /&gt;Ayat-ayat cinta bercerita&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku padamu&lt;br /&gt;Bila bahagia mulai menyentuh&lt;br /&gt;Seakan ku bisa hidup lebih lama&lt;br /&gt;Namun harus ku tinggalkan cinta&lt;br /&gt;Ketika ku bersujud&lt;br /&gt;Bila keyakinanku datang&lt;br /&gt;Kasih bukan sekedar cinta&lt;br /&gt;Pengorbanan cinta yang agung&lt;br /&gt;Ku pertaruhkan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-3571485205160616592?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/3571485205160616592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=3571485205160616592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3571485205160616592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3571485205160616592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/07/ayat-ayat-ayat-ayat.html' title='Ayat-ayat-ayat-ayat'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7207449827344305427</id><published>2008-07-17T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:46:30.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HUH..what a day!!</title><content type='html'>Good..one thing after another..what the ***** is happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;Am not in a mood to do anything at work. Suddenly the seniors released products for me to start working on it at 2.30pm (HALLO!!!IT'S FRIDAY,U STUPID MORON!). Then something wrong with the system..hell, it's so damn slow..take ages just to  scroll down and up a PDF file! Suddenly when i was walking to the printer room, i feel something wrong with my shoes. Arghh..tapak dah jadi lidah buaya!And the sad thing is, i don't have enough money to buy a new pair of shoes.haha..this really sucks!****!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-7207449827344305427?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7207449827344305427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7207449827344305427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7207449827344305427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7207449827344305427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/07/huhwhat-day.html' title='HUH..what a day!!'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-3553862971068406747</id><published>2008-07-17T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:29:56.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Incapable?:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SH_J9zSHKsI/AAAAAAAAACk/2QjuHOhf0RA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224116156348443330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SH_J9zSHKsI/AAAAAAAAACk/2QjuHOhf0RA/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came early to the office. It has become a new routine for me. But lately this routine has somehow makes me feel im so incapable in taking care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Have anyone ever feel this way too?&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted. I really do..&lt;br /&gt;And for this, I hate myself even more than i used to. Hate myself for letting this fear controlling me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes..I'm incapable to be brave. To be alone in the dark. My mind starts to imagine things whenever I'm alone.What should i do to make this feeling go away?&lt;br /&gt;I used to hold to someone. Depends on a person to accompany me. I'll find a way so that I won't be alone. But how am I suppose to bring someone to follow me to the office?! I know I should get over this. Actually, I did slowly gain the strength to face my fear but something happen. Something that changed my life and took all my courages. I need to start all from the beginning. I wasn't easy the first time. so it ain't less harder for the second time. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;Because of this feeling too, I found myself with no quality to be proud of. I have nothing special to make me extraordinary because im not even ordinary. I'm worst than that.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do or what to thing. I want to blame someone but I counldn't.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't anybody fault..it's mine alone. There's a battle of what's wrong and right in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say anything to me..but I don't think my mind is able to digest any of it. I'm in a state which everything seems so wrong for me..I really hope I'll be ok soon.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-3553862971068406747?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/3553862971068406747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=3553862971068406747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3553862971068406747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3553862971068406747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/07/incapable.html' title='Incapable?:('/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SH_J9zSHKsI/AAAAAAAAACk/2QjuHOhf0RA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-3067632487738419570</id><published>2008-06-29T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:29:56.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr..grrrr..it's freezing in here!!!</title><content type='html'>grrr....beketap2 gigi aku tahan sejuk kat opis ni. Ntah pesal lately ekon kat opis ni sejuk amat plak. Usually, Monday takde la cam nak beku sebab sabtu ahad tak pasang ekon tp arini sgtlah sejuk..fuh..fuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kesejukan ni memaksa aku utk benti buat keje kejap. I can't focus. I'm shaking. Nak menaip pun siap tarik2 ujung lengan baju..Sok kene bawak sarung tgn cam nak gi obesi tu le gamaknye.haha..tak pasal org kata aku gilos.&lt;br /&gt;Last week aku ada intebiu dgn team management aku. If everything runs smoothly and they accepted my application, probably by mid August, I'll be working for a new team, under new boss. YEAY!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, aku teringat la masa intebiu tu, sah2 la sesi soal jawab belansung dlm bhs omputih. Aku ni mmg cepat rs rendah diri bila nak ckp omputih. Alkisahnye, agak beterabur jugaklah aku menjawab aritu. Lepas intebiu aku terus rs down. Sebabnye, i wish i can perfome better. I got the idea but just hard for me to interpret it correctly. I'm having difficulty to describe things, org kata lack of vocabulary.Entah. Rs mcm buduh sangat pun ada. Tp skang aku dah ok. Aku nak terus belajar jadi org pandai cakap omputih. Susah la kat kampeni aku ni if tak fasih nak communicate in english. Susah nak naik pangkat. Ada senior2 aku yg terer buat keje tp tak dpt naik pangkat sebab tak reti nak ckp omputih sgt compare tu bangsa2 lain.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, oklah. Nak kene sambung kerja. Bos aku baru lalu je depan meja. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Bestnyer dpt tgk gambo ni time sejuk2 ni..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SGiHd_USdUI/AAAAAAAAACc/ovqWEIEAOGY/s1600-h/Freezing-399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SGiHd_USdUI/AAAAAAAAACc/ovqWEIEAOGY/s200/Freezing-399.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217569117591205186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1521971198106941338-3067632487738419570?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/3067632487738419570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=3067632487738419570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3067632487738419570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/3067632487738419570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/06/grrgrrrrits-freezing-in-here.html' title='Grr..grrrr..it&apos;s freezing in here!!!'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SGiHd_USdUI/AAAAAAAAACc/ovqWEIEAOGY/s72-c/Freezing-399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-1804568547071845184</id><published>2008-06-24T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T01:26:39.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOS oh Bos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sejuknyerrrrrr...grr..grrr..cam kat eskimo plak rsnye saat ini.&lt;br /&gt;benonye tak de le aku ni kat mana2 negara sejuk, kat opis ni la jua.ntah pesal la opis aku sejuk jer rini.habis besila2 aku atas bangku ni.dah le punggung bestku ini menyukarkan lagi aku nk besila.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dlm sejuk2 ni bos aku tetap adakan meeting.saja dia nak kitorang update kat dia benda2 opis.dlm duk berbincang tentang keje, bos aku bukak la topik pasal org nak benti keje.&lt;br /&gt;dia bg tau ada 2 3 org teammate aku yg nak blah akhir bulan ni dgn bulan depan.so dia nak bagi2kn lah tugas sewajarnye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas meeting, bile dah ada depan pc aku sendiri, aku tefikir. kire punye kire, adalah dekat 10 orang dah betuka ganti dlm team aku ni.&lt;br /&gt;10 peoples within 1 1/2 year! tak ke bos aku terfikir nape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku pernah la tanya mereka2 yg pernah benti ni so ni antara alasan yg diorang bagi:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dapat keje lain yg gaji lebih best atau keje tu mmg bidang yg diorang amik masa diorang belajar dulu&lt;br /&gt;2. Tmpt keje baru lebih dekat so kurang masa dihabiskan utk travel. badan pun tak le selalu penat je by time sampai umah.&lt;br /&gt;3. Kesihatan tak mengizinkan (kes yg jarang2 berlaku la aku rs).&lt;br /&gt;4. Environment dlm tmpt keje yg agak dull dan memboringkan. Tak happening la konon.&lt;br /&gt;5. BOS YG TAK BEST!!! (Yang ni mmg sume la kata.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebanyakan yg nak benti ni pernah kata, if rs seronok nak keje, diorang tak kisah utk stay. masalahnye diorang kta kerja macam nak mampus pun bos tetap tak appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;I agree with that. Aku sendiri pun rs benda yg sama. Imagine ek, you're willing to sacrifice lots of thing; time, money, effort; just to make sure you can deliver the best for the sake of the team (of coz lah diri sendiri jugak) but at the end of the day, not even a single thank you, receive from your bos. Tapi bile datang sesi KPI, he talked about how you can improve your work, how to manage your work properly, comparing you with your senior..bla..bla..sume yg kengkununnye dia tak nampak kite buat.&lt;br /&gt;if im still in my first year working in this company, then, should be accepted la. but after 2 years, i dont think i should be treated as such.&lt;br /&gt;bukan payah pun nak bg penghargaan, say something good la to your worker. asik bambu je sapa tahan.lepas tu pilih bulu.lawak tul.balik2 org yg sama dpt recognition.&lt;br /&gt;baru2 ni senior dlm team aku gaduh dgn bos..sampai nak benti.padan muka bos. maybe he thinks it's easy to find replacement.just wanna see..nak sgt tengok dia tekocoh kacah.dahla nak akhir tahun nnt, yg ada dlm team lebih byk budak baru dr yg experience..ntah macam mana nak handle kerja masa peak nnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you mr bos (eventhough i know you'll never read this), please la. Consider the people in your team each time you wanna make a decision. Careful with every words you use when you communicate to them. remember where were you before they helped you to become what you are today!&lt;br /&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/1521971198106941338-1804568547071845184?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/1804568547071845184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=1804568547071845184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1804568547071845184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1804568547071845184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/06/bos-oh-bos.html' title='BOS oh Bos'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-6196755062721049044</id><published>2008-06-21T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:39:44.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>insomnia?!</title><content type='html'>It's 3 am in the morning and I'm still awake. Couldn't shut my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;No one to talk to. Nothing much I can do at this kind of time.*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I reckon all of my friends are now in deep sleep, dreaming of something beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 7 hours I've been hopping from one blog to another. Some of bloggers were unknown to my knowledge. But still, I was lucky enough for there were so many things to  be read. I also realized, I'm too far behind to catch up on the current events.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I look at the time that pass so slowly. Never in my life,  counting down the hours for the sun  to shine upon my windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate the idea of being alone at night.*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour past 4. Arghhh...driving me crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-6196755062721049044?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/6196755062721049044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=6196755062721049044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6196755062721049044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/6196755062721049044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/06/insomnia.html' title='insomnia?!'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-1057862568415594956</id><published>2008-06-20T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T06:01:59.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*s!lenC3*</title><content type='html'>when will i see the rainbow? *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-1057862568415594956?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/1057862568415594956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=1057862568415594956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1057862568415594956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/1057862568415594956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/06/slenc3.html' title='*s!lenC3*'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-7516762219300588978</id><published>2008-06-08T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:29:57.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasut oh kasut</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cite arini adalah tentang si dia dan kasutnye.hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My partner ni has been wearing a pair of shoes yg ala2 dah jadi mulut buaya for almost a month. Memula she planned to buy a new pair last month but disebabkan faktor2 yg tak dpt aku nak terima akal, dia tak gak gi beli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So pencarian kasut canggih pantene pun bermula la arini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Shopping mall 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kedai 1 : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku: Awak nak carik kasut pe ni? nak yg formal ke nak yg cam ala2 sneakers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia: Ala..mana2 pun tak kisah..tp kan..kalau kasut formal leh je tampal tapak kasut ni..so kite gi lah carik sneaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku dlm ati: Td kata tak kisah tp pastu nak suh cari sneaker la plak..pening2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Lalu aku pun pusing2 lah tgk kasut pe yg sesuai. Adala satu kasut ni cam bekenan pastu dia pun suka tp a bit cam formal. So aku suh hold dulu utk pi tgk2 kat kedai lain plak.. and so..we went to other stores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kedai 2 (kedai sneakers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku: Haa..ni banyak je kasut ni..awak tgk la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia pun jenjalan pusing kedai tu..pastu geleng..takde yg berkenan katanye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku pun geleng pala..sikit punya belambak kasut kat situ satu pun dia takmo try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kedai 3: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This time, we went to al-ihsan. I asked her to have a look, in case she wants to change her mind and buy a sport shoe instead of a sneaker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku: haa..awak, yg ni cantik je.yg belang2 ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia: a'ah la wak. berapa rege?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku pun tgk tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku : RM *** (bagi tujuan takmo takbur aku rahsia kan rege ni.haha..mcmla beli)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia pandang aku sambil sengih je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku: Mahal la tu. Takmo beli la tu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pastu dgn selamba je aku minta staff tu bg saiz kasut si dia ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rezeki poket dia, kasut tu takde saiz dia plak. so langkah kaki dihalakan ke kedai seterusnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kedai 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku: (sambil belek2 kasut) Awak, yg ni mcm ok je.kaler pun ok. Saya minta saiz ek?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia: (sambil dah pakai kasut kat kaki) Ish, cam beso je ni.ok ke ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bekerut2 dahi dia aku tengok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pastu aku tgk dia dr atas ke bawah..aahla,pelik je rupa dia bile pakai kasut tuh..last2 tak beli gak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Shopping mall 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kedai 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia: Haa beb, yang ni mcm best. (sambil tunjuk satu kasut belang2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku: A'ah. Harga pun ok. (at last jumpa  gak yg dua2 suka)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tetibe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Salespeng: Takde saiz la kak. Sume tu ada saiz 8 ke atas je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hancur luluh la ati si dia.takde saiz lagi.tulah kaki cam leh muat kasut bublegummy je..sian aku tgk.susah tul nak carik kasut minah ni. Aku pun dah pepening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kuarla kitorang carik kedai lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kedai 6:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku: Awak tgk kat sini if ada kasut yg awak nak (suara dah sedikit sengal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia angguk ketakutan.hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia: erk..takdela,awak (tunduk je)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku:hmm..dah.jom pi kedai td balik.tgk kasut lain mana tau tetibe suka kat paten lain ke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So, kedai 5 off we go..huuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kedai 5:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku:eh, cantik ar kasut ni. td tak nmpk ek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia:erk..awak nak saya pakai kasut kaler ni ke?ish..pasti ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku: try je dulu.mana tau dah pakai kat kaki nmpk cantik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia akur je. lepas dah sarung kasut tu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia: Eh,cantikla plak bile dah sarung kat kaki saya.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aku: AKHIRNYE!! susahnye nak dpt carik kasut yg awak nak ye.nasib baik dpt gak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Dia? Sengih hepi je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The best part dlm pencarian kasut ni is, she bought a pair of loafers! far from what we'd planned to buy. Ampeh tul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Patutnye aku tunjuk je sume kasut yg aku rs ok utk dia pakai atau pun suh je dia beli masa kat kedai first tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;At least, i learn sumthing..not to bother with what she have in mind cause it can be different in minute. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;To you my dear: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Happy pakai kasut kaler IJAUUUUUU..yeahaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SEwRpFSSFsI/AAAAAAAAACM/pzR-IX2UWpQ/s1600-h/kasutt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SEwRpFSSFsI/AAAAAAAAACM/pzR-IX2UWpQ/s200/kasutt.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209558266451990210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &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/1521971198106941338-7516762219300588978?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/7516762219300588978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=7516762219300588978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7516762219300588978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/7516762219300588978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/06/kasut-oh-kasut.html' title='Kasut oh kasut'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SEwRpFSSFsI/AAAAAAAAACM/pzR-IX2UWpQ/s72-c/kasutt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-8259549658720728269</id><published>2008-06-01T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:29:57.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mari bace buku..ngeh..ngeh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SEOH1RsyfxI/AAAAAAAAACE/IxtYqaiUk-I/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SEOH1RsyfxI/AAAAAAAAACE/IxtYqaiUk-I/s200/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207154943524503314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/image.guardian.co.uk/.../14/bookburning460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.blogger.com/image.guardian.co.uk/.../14/bookburning460.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wah..lama gak aku tak mengapdet blog ni. Tak sempat nak masuk blog. Arini aku ponteng keje so aku nak le apdet blog aku yg dah nak besawang ni. Memandangkan otak aku cam bekarat je lately so aku nak cite tentang topic membaca buku.  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Semalam aku tgk rancangan ‘Smarter than 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grades’. Dlm rancangan tu ada satu soalan org tu tanya minah ni ada berapa pasangan huruf berulang dlm perkataan ‘BOOKKEEPER’. Time &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;tula&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; aku tetiba rs betapa perlunya aku utk lebih kerap membaca utk mengelakkan aku jadi macam minah tu yg endup jawab salah. Dia kata ada dua je tp sebenarnya ada 3 pasang. Ntah pesal lately aku suka tgk rancangan2 acamtu. Satu lagi rancangan spell it right kat TV3. Malu je bila aku eja perkataan ‘dysfunctional’ pun salah. Aku eja ‘dis’ instead of ‘dys’.hehe.bile fikir2 balik mmg aku harus membaca lebih banyak buku utk biasakan diri aku dgn perkataan2 omputih ni sebab aku keje pun dlm line publishing.malu seh bile kenang2kan mengeja pun salah.hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Atas alasan kukuh tu aku pun tanamkan la cite2 utk start membaca bermula arini. Lagi pun skang kawan2 rapat aku pun dah tetibe suka bace buku. Selain buku cite, aku gak dah beli pocket dictionary utk mudahkan aku.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okaylah kawan2 sekalian, mari kite membaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Bismillah…(harap takde la aku tetido time tgh membaca ni..huhu)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-8259549658720728269?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/8259549658720728269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=8259549658720728269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/8259549658720728269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/8259549658720728269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/06/mari-bace-bukungehngeh.html' title='mari bace buku..ngeh..ngeh'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SEOH1RsyfxI/AAAAAAAAACE/IxtYqaiUk-I/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-2403522339661161360</id><published>2008-05-08T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:29:57.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heels?!Aiyak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SCQLSfCt6OI/AAAAAAAAAB0/KGzQA50pwPg/s1600-h/GR2007050700484.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SCPLQ9K5Q_I/AAAAAAAAABs/RgvoWliv_VE/s1600-h/shoesOMG2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198221887074288626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SCPLQ9K5Q_I/AAAAAAAAABs/RgvoWliv_VE/s200/shoesOMG2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa sebab org pompuan suke pakai kasut tumit tinggi? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab nmpk lebih cun bile jalan macam nak tersadung?Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tetibe aku cam boring nak buat keje so aku duk perati opis2 mate aku yg pompuan ni.aku tgk kasut diorang pakai.ramai gak yg pakai heels ni.ada yg heels deme rendah je ada yg tinggi mak aih aku rs mesti tersungkur cantek je if ilang balance.ada gak yg berani pakai heels nipis mcm straw je gamaknye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;setelah diamati, aku rs pompuan nampak menarik dan seksi bile pakai heel.org yg nmpk akan kata seksi la sebab tgk si pemakai jalan pun dah lain mcm je montot deme begoyang tp bg si pemakai aku rs sakit gak kaki.esp bile keje cam aku yg banyak nakkene gerak kesana sini dlm opis ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ramai yg tatau heels ni kalau salah pakai boleh menyebabkan sakit pada bhgn kaki kite.if belarutan boleh menyebabkanbadan menjadi tidak sihat. so, pemilihan heels tak boleh la nak buat sesuka ati je.harus ada keselesaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so kat sini aku paste satu article ni utk pembacaan.hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SCQLwPCt6PI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zFtyrfo_kLU/s1600-h/GR2007050700484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198292793191950578" style="MARGIN: 0px 20px 20px 0px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 423px" height="429" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SCQLwPCt6PI/AAAAAAAAAB8/zFtyrfo_kLU/s400/GR2007050700484.jpg" width="327" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1521971198106941338-2403522339661161360?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/2403522339661161360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=2403522339661161360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/2403522339661161360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/2403522339661161360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/05/heelsaiyak_08.html' title='Heels?!Aiyak'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Rzxw_FBwYc/SCPLQ9K5Q_I/AAAAAAAAABs/RgvoWliv_VE/s72-c/shoesOMG2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-635171075126352919</id><published>2008-05-08T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:57:49.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baju tradisional?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yeay its Friday!!!!&lt;br /&gt;But today, isn't like the usual Friday.hehe..kampeni aku yg bijaks ni buat hari memakai baju tradisional.boring tul.takde keje gamaknye deme ni.usually, we are allow to wear smart kasual, pakai jeans tp kemas.&lt;br /&gt;So today, ramai yg pakai baju kurung kebaya, baju melayu etc.Few peoples caught my attention. Mamat2 team sebelah aku pakai kain pelikat or kain batik dgn shirt.haha.gile lawak.cina, india, melayu.campo2 dlm grup tu.lawak tul.selamba jibam je diorang.&lt;br /&gt;team aku lak takde lah yg sesporting tuh.sume jenis control2 macho gitu pdhal lansung tak macho.&lt;br /&gt;selain tu,dlm byk2 org ni, aku nmpklah sorang opis mate aku ni pakai baju sama jenis kain dia dgn baju aku.haih..malu lak aku tetibe sebab dia tu cun so sah2 lagi nampak cantik.aku dahle lapo ni tp segan lak aku nak jalan ke pantry sebab baju kitorang sama, takmo nnt dia pun nmpk aku.tp bile kelaparan aku agak melampau, aku pun pakai la jeket kan cover baju aku ni.haha.terus rs benci kat sape yg organize memenda camni.buatla tema baju tido ke, baju pengantin ke, pape jelah.leh gak aku dtg pakai pijama ke apa ke.&lt;br /&gt;kenkunun nye deme ni nak menceriakan kampeni kitorang yg sedikit nmpk dull..haha.lepas ni tatau lah deme nak organize pe plak.huhu&lt;br /&gt;kaylah, aku nak kene tahan napeh ni, nak control perut.ahaks.daaaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-635171075126352919?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/635171075126352919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=635171075126352919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/635171075126352919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/635171075126352919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/05/baju-tradisional.html' title='Baju tradisional?!'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-2837206644180147981</id><published>2008-05-07T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T21:02:05.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do? t-do?hehe</title><content type='html'>morning guys.&lt;br /&gt;im a bit dizzy rite now.due to not enough sleep, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;just imagine, i went to sleep at 10 and woke up at 4! isn't it wonderful?hehe&lt;br /&gt;530 dah kat opis.pergh..how things suddenly changed,out of plans.&lt;br /&gt;currently, im struggling to keep my eyes open wide..my place didn't help much.tmpt mcm tak cukup chy.if only i can sleep under my desk.haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there's an issue between me and my management team. It has been 3 weeks, still haven't resolve. Ni sume pasal nak tuka keje tula. My application somehow has turn my life upside down.Rsnye bukanlah aku yg harus di blame.haha..bebelit kan?&lt;br /&gt;ok story mori from start la.&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks ago, there was an opening for a position in a new team. Thought of it as an apportunity to career development, I gave it a try.so aku hantar application tru the assistant HR. Cut story short, the position I applied was fulled. Then, they offered me another position to apply. Aku pun try.&lt;br /&gt;This is when all the disaster begins. I received no news from the HR department.&lt;br /&gt;I seek advice from someone else that I thought might help me and she did. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough. Still takde clear picture whether i'm accepted or not.&lt;br /&gt;So I seek for another advice. By this point, aku rs aku dah kene lebel with having a bad attitude kot.Clarification given by one of the management team still a bit blur.No statement was made regarding the status of my application. Sakit hati?Yes. Ini bukan nye tru external.Aku nampak muka diorang2 yg uruskan application tu tetiap hari.&lt;br /&gt;Rs macam tak dihargai sesgt. They are not profesional enough! last sekali aku receive email. Asking me to ask clarification directly from our GM.hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I spoiled everything, didn't i? Tu kire management aku dah malas nak layan lah tu. I'm not trying to prove anything. Neither I try to complaint. Cuma nak penjelasan dan kata putus je. If tak dpt kata lah tak dpt.ini Tegantung2.&lt;br /&gt;So skang, aku tgh pikir2 lagi nak gi jumpa GM aku ke tak. Yela bukan calang2 org tuh.&lt;br /&gt;If dpt end everything takpe. What if dia kata nak refer kat si polan dan si polan plak.So, this will never come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahai kengkawan, bg lah tau aku. What am i suppose to do?Biar kan je?huhu&lt;br /&gt;Lansung tak hargai pekerja lah diorang ni.:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-2837206644180147981?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/2837206644180147981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=2837206644180147981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/2837206644180147981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/2837206644180147981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-to-do-t-dohehe.html' title='What to do? t-do?hehe'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-8464801243361807029</id><published>2008-05-02T01:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T01:45:25.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally it's Friday</title><content type='html'>Yeay!!!&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnye tibe jugak weekend. :D&lt;br /&gt;Lehla aku berehat dr minggu yg aku rskan sgt panjang.&lt;br /&gt;Weekend ni jugak family aku nak berkumpul dan ber-bbq..bukan berbabi beratur ye kengkawan.Akak aku dah lama gile tak jumpa adik beradik yg ada kat kl ni.Asik balik umah mentua je.haha.&lt;br /&gt;SO if takde aral, esok kami beramai2 nak ke ulu yam.yeah.leh main air.&lt;br /&gt;Tp tak cukup geng sorang. Adik aku. Dia exam la plak isnin ni so takleh nak ajak dia bermandi manda.selalunye dia la yg paling bising.&lt;br /&gt;makanye esok aku ditugaskan utk pasang khemah.erk..mampukan aku?hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahad plak..if aku larat..akan ku halakan kaki ku ke selatan.kenduri kawin maa..rindu gak nak mkn nasi myk.perghh..tebayang plak aku lauk kenduri.Slurpppp...&lt;br /&gt;makin byk lak invitation ke kenduri.ramai dah kengkawan aku yg tak sabo nak jadi pengantin.aku tak kisah..asal aku leh mkn free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papepun..aku harap sesgt weekend ni aku leh rehatkan otak dan badan yg dah lenguh2 ni.sume sendi2 dah sakit.betul cam org tua tak cukup kalsium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so everybody, enjoy your weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-8464801243361807029?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/8464801243361807029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=8464801243361807029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/8464801243361807029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/8464801243361807029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-its-friday.html' title='Finally it&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>*am*i*odd*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13343875992789498054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-2877062953717217679</id><published>2008-04-29T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T19:26:47.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE..yeah..it's love :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;alhamdulillah pagi ni aku bangun awal dr tidur yg lena.letih sangat semlm kot.hehe..&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;aku gi keje awal gak arini..kali ni aku dah sematkan dlm diri aku..aku tak mahu mengharapkan apa2.aku mahu lakukan sesuatu tu semampu yg aku boleh, tak perlu lagi recognition dr sesiapa tak kire lah samaada dlm kerjaya atau relationship.harapan itu hanya satu ilusi yg bisa menyakitkan hati.ecece..bemadah lah plak aku pepagi ni..&lt;br /&gt;tgh2 aku buat keje sambil dgr lagu, aku tetibe fokus pada bait2 lagu2 yg aku dgr.so pagi ni entry aku sedikit poyo la..&lt;br /&gt;aku nak ckp tentang cinta.hehe..pengertian cinta yg beberapa hari lalu aku rskan sgt keliru..ada org bg pendapat..ramai lah jugak..yg pendapat diorang agak berbeda dgn aku.membuatkan aku mula merasakan betapa konservatif &amp;amp; ketinggalannye aku tentang cinta.mereka mengatakan cinta tak semesti nye perlu ada pengorbanan, perlu ada commitment.:)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;aku menjadi seperti lalang, ku kire ia telah berjaya mengubah persepsi aku tentang cinta.menjadi kan aku merasakan.“owh..betul jugak ek diorang ni..”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;tp bile aku dgr balik bait2 lagu yg aku suke dgr yg mmg berjaya mennyelinap kesegenap ruang dlm diri aku..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;aku terfikir semula..biarla mereka dgn apa yg mereka fikirkan..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bagi aku definisi cintaku tetap sama..aku ekspresikan perasaan ku tentang cinta melalui dua lagu ni..:)&lt;br /&gt;"di setiap langkahku..ku selalu memikirkan mu"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- betul sebab bile cinta tak fikir lain dah..hehe&lt;br /&gt;"kau adalah darahku..kau adalah jantungku..kau adalah hidupku lengkapi diriku.."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ni pun betul..sebab merasai cinta itu dlm setiap denyutan yg ada..&lt;br /&gt;"kau genggam tanganku..saat diriku lemah dan terjatuh..kau bisikkan kata dan hapuskan semua sesalku.."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-itulah yg aku harapkan apabila aku berpatne..jatuh bangunku..dia tetap disamping..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;menjadi tongkat aku ketika aku tak mampu berdiri..menjadi mataku apabila pandangan ku terlalu kabur..&lt;br /&gt;memberikan aku semangat disaat aku kehilangan punca..&lt;br /&gt;Utk lagu kedua ni, aku rs aku tak perlu ungkaikan satu2. Just have a look pada setiap perkataan.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried a fear, you wiped it dry..I was confused, you cleared my mind..I sold my soul...You bought it back for me..And held me up and gave me dignity...Somehow you needed me...You gave me strength...To stand alone again...To face the world out...On my own again...You put me high up on a pedestal...So high that I could almost...See eternity....And I can´t believe it´s true...I needed you and you were there...And I´ll never leave...Why should I leave, I´d be a fool...´Cause I´ve finally found someone..Who really cares ...You held my hand when it was cold..When I was lost..You took me home..You gave me hope...when I was at the end...And turned my lies back into truth again...You even called me friend...You gave me strength..To stand alone again To face the world..Out on my own again...You put me high up on a pedestal...So high that I could almostSee eternity...You needed me, you needed me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Lastly, enjoy the song :)&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QyMDHgttqmc&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-2877062953717217679?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/2877062953717217679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=2877062953717217679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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pagi td gile awal.hurm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="090333309-29042008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Berlin Sans FB;"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?YES! sgt sebenarnye..but aku rs ok la..keeping myself busy so that I won't think of anything else. :)&lt;br /&gt;alamak..mata dah stat buat hal..kepala dah mcm tiong2 sikit..mlm ni mcm kene dtg opis lagi..&lt;br /&gt;larat ke aku?but truth is..this is the only place currently makes me feels belong.&lt;br /&gt;jap ek&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;ok skang dah kul 7.yup still here.haha..&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br /&gt;ok..730..aku nak berambus dari opis ni..mcm dah tak larat nak tgk opi sni dah.seems that the only place that makes me feel comfortable pun dah jadi tak best.huhu..the blame goes to TL and management yg ntah pape.:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-6961892349880621505</id><published>2008-04-28T17:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T17:29:41.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holla</title><content type='html'>aku tak sempat nak mengapdet blog sendrik.&lt;br /&gt;tp dgn masa yg aku curik ni aku nak apdet few things..hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;anak kucing aku yg 2 ekor tu dah besa skit.dah pandai begurau gaduh2 sama sendiri pdhal kaki pun belum kuat lagi..tgk diorang mmg mampu buat aku tersenyum before ke opis..adeh nnt dah pandai berak adakah aku akan tersenyum lagi?hehehe..tatau&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;application ke kerja baru ditolak tp diorang kata if nak try utk position lain bolehla..so aku tunggu lagila samada diorang ni nak panggil intebiu ke taknak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;poket aku semakin menipis..haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;arini ada orang dr obesi nak dtg opis..malas nye nak layan deme ni.haha&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;life aku skang..sama tak kuat mcm kaki kucing aku tu.goyah je..aku dah malas nak pikir.hahaorg kata there's no life without love..tp aku nak tmbh..there's no life too if you're in love.muakakakakaka&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;aku nak kene gi kinik ni tp ntah kinik mana aku nak gi.hhu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ok lah tu je apdet arini.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;selamat bekerja kengkawan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-6961892349880621505?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/6961892349880621505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Teringat zaman merappers kan diri..:D</title><content type='html'>Tetibe pagi td masa on the way gi keje aku dgr lagu kumpulan KRU kat radio..teringat balik zaman mude2 dolu2.&lt;br /&gt;kalau tak silap la masa diorang kuar first album tu aku masih kat sekolah rendah.haha..takpun br form 1 form 2 camtu..aku mmg suka grup KRU ni.tp tak seteruk akak aku la..dia tak pernah miss beli kaset KRU, maklumlah time tu takde lagi CD2 nih.nak donlot pun tatau camne.Pastu siap ada poster deme2 tuh lagi.Gile fanatik lah akak aku tu dulu.&lt;br /&gt;Beckp tentang grup KRU ni, aku mmg salute gaklah kat diorang. It's hard to find a band, esp malay band mcm diorang that can survive for a long time (erk..dah mcm bateri energizerla plak). Yes we still have Search and Wings yg tahan sampai skang tp tak mcm KRU.Plus, they did wrote a good songs and some of it were popular.&lt;br /&gt;so kengkawan, aku hidangkan kalian dgn satu video yg aku suke ni.ENJOY!!!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lCo2rNxNYtc&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lCo2rNxNYtc&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&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/1521971198106941338-1374424136218316018?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/1374424136218316018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-8995391733727729702</id><published>2008-04-19T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:18:11.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine diner?</title><content type='html'>Tajuk kat atas tu ada la kene mengena dgn makan mlm aku smlm..&lt;br /&gt;Setelah dekat setahun aku berpatner, akhirnye semlm kitorang decide nak cube makan kat restoran yg ala2 mahal gitu..patner aku lak kalau bab makan dia tak kisah sgt mahal ke tak tp bab beli barang kalau seploh hengget pun dia kata mahal. so kitorang ke san fransisco (betul ke aku eja ni?) sbelum gi diner tu kitorang ada lah melepek carik baju kat isetan.tetibe aku cam fefeeling nak cantik la utk dia..so aku kata kat dia kalau dia nak bawak aku gi sumwher yg best, macam ala2 romantic dinner camtu so aku nak lah cam cecantik utk dia..so aku beli lah satu baju ni..tatau nak klasifikasikan sebagai dress atau pun apa..haha..mcm dress la lebey kuang tp aku pakai dgn suar..&lt;br /&gt;utk pengetahuan aku ni gempal sikit..(erk..sikit? ye kot.haha) at first, i got the feeling.. ashamed of what i am..rs malu lak nak pakai dress sebab gumuk..but after a deep thoughts, i decided to wear it..to be beautiful for my partner. masa masuk keta tu, still felt a bit awkward but  somehow patner aku, she understood and  praised me that i'm beautiful..it made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;so, kitorang sampailah kat midveli. rs sgt2 special mlm tu..she hold my hand gently as we walked to the restaurant. masuk2 je, we're seated at a table for two tuh.jauh dr main door.&lt;br /&gt;then, sorang waiter pompuan ni dtg..bg tau pasal special menu diorang tetibe gak parner aku..she ordered sparkling juice. then, waiter tu dtg siap tuang2 kan..dah macam dlm pilem..hahaha..tepaksa lah aku control perut yg vuncit sebab waiter tu asik duk sebelah je.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mlm tu jugak our conversation seems so smooths..gelak2..gurau2..majuk2 sikit..tp takdela sesi gaduh sampai tarik muka..lama rsnye tak borak camtu..even aku ada terasa pun aku mcm tak de selera nak merajuk sgt..to me, last nite was so special..to good til nothing could ever ruined our nite. lepas 930, kitorang decide nak balik umah..sebab rs mcm nak sgt berbaringan besama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aktiviti malam tu berakhir dgn perasaan sgt puas..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;sedar2 je dah kul 830 pagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesimpulan yg aku dpt buat..aktiviti2 mcm fine dinner ni elok gak dibuat sekali sekala selain dr gi bercuti..mmg lah kuar duit byk sikit dr biasa..but to me..it's worthy (macamla aku yg bayo..ahaks) yela, priceless tau moments yg kite dpt dgn patner kite tu..we cant simply get it anywher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kengkawan, kalau rs2 nak menyemarakkan lagi hubungan kalian, silalah consider cadangan aku ni..:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1521971198106941338.post-5268571356470167304</id><published>2008-04-17T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T02:10:36.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship?What's that?</title><content type='html'>Arini dgn rasminya aku memulakan penulisan dlm blog ni.&lt;br /&gt;yeay..it took me so long just to create a blog..:)&lt;br /&gt;bukan kerana kebizian tp aku takde idea dan sebab yg kukuh utk aku bukak blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topik yg aku rs aku nak cakap dlm entry arini is about a relationship..yeah..&lt;br /&gt;mcm takde topik lain kan? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;mengikut definition dlm dictionary yg aku jumpa..relationship = a state of connectedness&lt;br /&gt;between people or a state involving mutual dealings between people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship tu selalu dikaitkan dgn cinta..&lt;br /&gt;aku benanye nak ckp pasal hubungan cinta..mcm mana kite nak define hubungan tu adalah suatu hubungan cinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kebiasaannya..kite beranggapan suatu hubungan cinta itu seharusnya dtg dgn tanggungjawab atau commitment yg harus diberi pada pasangan kite..bagaimana kite nak bezakan tanggungjawab atau commitment cinta dgn yg lain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korang follow tak ni?hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bg cth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasangan satu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kedua2nya saling bertanggungjawab terhadap diri memasing dan sentiasa consider pasangan nya&lt;br /&gt;setiap kali perlu membuat keputusan..&lt;br /&gt;cthnya..kalau si A kerjanya memasak membasuh melipat kain..atau kerja2 surirumah..&lt;br /&gt;yg si B pulak akan buat kerja2 basuh keta buang sampah vakum umah..so masing2 ada tugas memasing.. lepas tu if si A ada kekurangan yg tak dpt di ubah, si B akan cuba utk mengatasi kekurangan itu dgn kelebihan yg dia ada..maksud aku..bukan belagak tp melengkapkan supaya kedua2nye menjadi sempurna besama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasangan dua:&lt;br /&gt;dua2 duduk bersama, ke katil besama, mengucapkan kata cinta setiap hari tetapi mempunyai&lt;br /&gt;pandangan tentang kehidupan yg berbeza.mcm minyak dgn air, dr pandangan kasar nmpk mcm bercampur tp sebenarnye tak bersatu pun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yg mana satu kite katakan sebagai benar2 satu relationship?&lt;br /&gt;pasangan satu atau dua?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tau topik pembukaan aku ni sgt lah berbelit2 tp tulah yg aku tgh fikirkan..aku tgh cari&lt;br /&gt;jawapan tentang mcm mana nak kenal satu perhubungan tu satu hubungan cinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apakah ciri2 yg kite perlu ada utk kite definisikan suatu hubungan yg kite ada tu satu hubungan cinta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebab minda aku sekarang tgh berperang..&lt;br /&gt;diri aku berpegang pada definisi mcm pasangan satu..&lt;br /&gt;cinta harus dtg dgn rs tanggungjawab dan commitment..cinta bukan sekadar i lebiu, u leb me.&lt;br /&gt;bukan juga satu keadaan yg menjarakkan rs..cinta adalah jalan dua hala..&lt;br /&gt;atau mungkin ada beberapa simpang tp tidak sekali2 sehala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp skang aku didedahkan pada kisah cinta yg sedikit membingungkan aku..kisahnya apabila permulaan percintaan itu tiada commitment sgtpun tp semakin lama semacam semakin takde tanggungjawab dan commitment yg harus diberikan..&lt;br /&gt;Cth paling cikai aku leh bagi mcm memula si A ni tak selalu balik mlm, tp lama2 dia rajin balik malam.dia kata kat si B, si B kene biasakan diri sebab skang dia mcm tu, sikapnya tu kire ujian utk realationship diorang, kire kalau leh biasa kan nnt leh lah survive benda lain..masalahnya, dia baliklewat malam tu bukan nya terpaksa atau apa tp sebab si A ni tetiba rs nak balik lewat je..&lt;br /&gt;Si B makan ati tp sebab sayang dia tahan kan jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aku jadi kompius, boleh ke kite kata kite cinta bile kite tak de tanggungjawab pun ke atas patner kite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kengkawan, leh bg idea pada persoalan aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1521971198106941338-5268571356470167304?l=quaintness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://quaintness.blogspot.com/feeds/5268571356470167304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1521971198106941338&amp;postID=5268571356470167304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5268571356470167304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1521971198106941338/posts/default/5268571356470167304'/><link 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