<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953</id><updated>2012-01-28T00:56:01.175+08:00</updated><category term='friends.'/><category term='lagha'/><category term='quick update.'/><category term='collection.'/><category term='drama.'/><category term='engagement.'/><category term='birthday.'/><category term='ukm.'/><category term='wedding.'/><category term='Jobs'/><category term='Cook.'/><category term='life.'/><category term='poem etc'/><category term='vacation.'/><category term='Wordless.Wednesday.'/><category term='graduation.'/><category term='family.'/><category term='mrsm kuala lipis.'/><category term='movie.'/><category term='love.'/><category term='raya.'/><category term='nothingness.'/><category term='Malay'/><title type='text'>secretemotion</title><subtitle type='html'>I see no evil, I hear no evil &amp;amp; I speak no evil. :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>650</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-3860637187911718960</id><published>2012-01-26T02:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:40:52.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay close with me...</title><content type='html'>...please don't go. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, finally 25th has arrived. What's with 25th actually ? Eyra and Zura are on leave it is ! Unfortunately, I actually forgot that it's already 25th where I already plan to sleepover at Thirah's. Zzzzz. Sorry Bon, like seriously. Huhu. I'm busy like hell last weekend and CNY's holiday eve. I helped my PaMa to move things to the other side of our house. So tiring and I admit I got angry at times and stressed out. Ohh, shall not tell here why. Hehehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, we're actually at first planning to do kayak but we're not. Neither do going to picnic by the river. We're finally agree to go somewhere nearer. Lastly, me and Epa decided to take them all to One Utama. The main objective is to EAT. Yes, Eyra and Zura wanted to treat us for lunch. Thank you so much Miss Astro CSEs for the meatballs ! :p Meatballs ? Yes, we ate at Ikea and then going to OU. The main purpose is to have some softball moment but we're so unlucky that it's raining heavily in Bandar Utama. It's okay then, screw that battling cage, and thank you anyway because we got plenty much time to talk and talk from one topic to another topic non-stop. Haha. That's the power of &lt;i&gt;kepochis - w&lt;/i&gt;e never failed to have new topic and jumped quickly onto another topic in our conversation. One thing for sure; you have to catch up with what we're talking about because you'll never expect when are we going to change the topic. Huahahaha. I love you guys so so so much ! :) I really really love today and of course, I never get enough with you guys. Haha. ;) I had so much fun today, seriously I am ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: meet by chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Update: I forgot to write about Shahir's presence yesterday ! Hahaha. :p Yes, he's with us, came to OU after work at around 6pm ? Haha. Planning to karaoke at first but then we only went to Murni to eat as Shahir's the monster seems very hungry that evening. Huahaha. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-3860637187911718960?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/3860637187911718960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=3860637187911718960&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3860637187911718960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3860637187911718960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2012/01/stay-close-with-me.html' title='Stay close with me...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-8684891047072322282</id><published>2012-01-23T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T02:36:59.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll never know what will happen next...</title><content type='html'>...so, appreciate everything around you. The good or the bad one, they are all means everything for you later on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The set of white finally arrived last Wednesday. Excited, of course. Finally I'm gonna have my own space, my own room. Alhamdulillah. Hee. :) Still haven't finish unpack all my things from the boxes. I love to pack things, but I HATE to unpack them back. Zzzzzzz. Furthermore, I have to put them in a new place. Huh~ It's hard you know to decide where should I put them. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fact about me; when I started to turnout my room, I'm gonna open up my &lt;i&gt;box of memories&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(which got all my birthday cards and letters from my friends), I'm gonna read them one by one, smiling and at the same time tears filled my eyes. I miss them dearly. I thought that it's only me noticed that but suddenly my baby sister came and tell me, "&lt;i&gt;Tahu tak Kak ? Setiap kali Akak kemas bilik mesti Akak bukak balik satu-satu surat tu baca&lt;/i&gt;".&amp;nbsp;Yes, I am sentimental like that. I even keep the candy/chocolate wrappers in that box. Haha. Everything got their own story. And Alhamdulillah, I still remember them clearly. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear my friend no matter where you are now and what you are doing,&amp;nbsp;hopefully you are all in a good condition and living a good life, insyaAllah. :) I may rarely contacting you these days but I always pray for the best to all of you. I always miss you all but I have to admit that we're all have our own life, our own commitment now. As time goes by, people's keep changing, I might changed too. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I've done my best !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-8684891047072322282?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/8684891047072322282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=8684891047072322282&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8684891047072322282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8684891047072322282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2012/01/youll-never-know-what-will-happen-next.html' title='You&apos;ll never know what will happen next...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-714900397761096908</id><published>2012-01-18T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T02:31:47.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mungkin sudah suratan kita...</title><content type='html'>...terpisah sebegini saja, pasti di suatu hari nanti, ku jejak bahagia - Lara Lagi (Adira)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam semua. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah kenapa hati rasa mahu menangis semahunya tapi akal dan minda menghalang, katanya, tidak perlu tangisi. &amp;nbsp;:) Maka sehingga ke saat ini, saya masih manahan rasa. Apa yang tidak kena, saya sendiri tidak temui jawapannya. Cuba diselam sedalamnya hati tapi masih tidak dijumpai. Maka, dibiarlah ia begitu sahaja tanpa sebarang jawapan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bergenang air mata melihat kebahagiaan orang lain, bukan sedih, tapi turut merasa bahagia bersama.&lt;br /&gt;Bergenang air mata melihat kesedihan orang lain, memandang diri sendiri, ada yang lebih terseksa dari diri ini.&lt;br /&gt;Saya bersyukur, masih punya kebahagiaan dan kesedihan saya sendiri, bersyukur masih punya peluang untuk merasai semua ini. Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Untuk seorang rakan,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saya seakan pernah berada dalam situasi anda, dan juga seakan telah melakukan beberapa perkara yang anda sedang lakukan sekarang. Percayalah, apa yang anda sedang lakukan sekarang, mengeruhkan lagi keadaan hubungan yang anda cuba kekalkan. Kalau boleh saya tidak mahu anda rasa menyesal di kemudian hari. Sekurang-kurangnya, bersyukurlah, dia masih mahu menghubungi, dia masih melayan. &lt;b&gt;Jangan mendesak, jangan. Jangan mengungkit, jangan.&lt;/b&gt; Itupun sekiranya awak masih sayangkan hubungan yang kini bergelar "kawan" dan bukannya "kekasih". Berada dalam situasi sekarang, ternyata, saya menyesal dengan tindakan-tindakan saya dahulu. Dia bukan lagi seorang yang saya masih hubungi. Bukan lagi dan ia bukanlah permintaan saya. Ia berlaku dek situasi yang mendesak kami; tanpa saya relai. Saya pasti, anda juga tidak mahu ia terjadi begitu. Biarkan ia berlalu. Biarkan semua ini pergi dari sisi awak sedikit demi sedikit. Jangan biasakan diri anda hubungi dia sepertimana anda lakukan sebelum ini kerana anda tidak mahu bergantung pada dia lagi dan memberi harapan pada diri anda terhadap dia. Bangkitlah. Saya tahu, situasi kita tidak akan pernah sama, cukup berbeza. Tapi saya bersyukur melihat anda dan dia berterus-terang pada satu sama lain, berbincang bersama membuat keputusan yang pahit untuk ditelan ini. Terimalah kenyataan andai anda bukan untuk dia. Semakin anda menyakiti hati dia, semakin anda menyakiti diri anda sendiri.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: tak suka filem Ombak Rindu tapi suka &lt;i&gt;soundtrack&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ombak Rindu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-714900397761096908?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/714900397761096908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=714900397761096908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/714900397761096908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/714900397761096908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2012/01/mungkin-sudah-suratan-kita.html' title='Mungkin sudah suratan kita...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-9176132973358487964</id><published>2012-01-17T05:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T05:22:27.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It looks plain and boring...</title><content type='html'>...for you, but it's just so colourful to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First entry for 2012. Sorry for the late as I don't have laptop to post new entry (is this really an excuse ? lol). Happy new year everyone ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If on the first day of 2011 I spent with my sister and her friends in Johor Bharu/Singapore. This year, in 2012, I spent my first day with my beloved bestfriends. Alhamdulillah. A good start of 2012, indeed ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As late as 11pm of 31st December 2011, an &lt;i&gt;ad hoc&lt;/i&gt; planning have been made by me and Epa. We decided to go to Port Dickson. Just feel like going to walk at the beach and spending the day with them.&amp;nbsp;With 34 missed calls&amp;nbsp;(correct me please, Shahir. I don't really remember. Haha.)&amp;nbsp;I've made to wake Shahir up, 2-3 messages without any reply that I decided to call his home then, finally he answered the phone after 2 minutes of waiting, the plan is going on ! We won't go if he's not, that's for sure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTPX6lZZTuU/TxSNcqE5hlI/AAAAAAAABzE/Gb-ynSXmJfQ/s1600/DSC_0054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTPX6lZZTuU/TxSNcqE5hlI/AAAAAAAABzE/Gb-ynSXmJfQ/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First thing first, breakfasttt ! Well, not really breakfast, it's our lunch ! Haha. Also with Shahir's&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Bihun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WoaS6LF-F4/TxSNeJI20pI/AAAAAAAABzM/6Exg1I8Riac/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2WoaS6LF-F4/TxSNeJI20pI/AAAAAAAABzM/6Exg1I8Riac/s320/DSC_0063.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's lying there, sleeping while listening to his Ipod by the time we walked at the beach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4_LAs5IX6Zk/TxSNfgD_nbI/AAAAAAAABzU/x-ODsa8Oku0/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4_LAs5IX6Zk/TxSNfgD_nbI/AAAAAAAABzU/x-ODsa8Oku0/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So hot and ice cream is the best thing you want to have at that time. Haha. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HL9l-0ysrJA/TxSNhcOAa4I/AAAAAAAABzc/NLaLwYyBxPE/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HL9l-0ysrJA/TxSNhcOAa4I/AAAAAAAABzc/NLaLwYyBxPE/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ewiinOKUusg/TxSNi18vpiI/AAAAAAAABzk/p9ntwDrzZig/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ewiinOKUusg/TxSNi18vpiI/AAAAAAAABzk/p9ntwDrzZig/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PYphNOoyihk/TxSNk0FNI_I/AAAAAAAABzs/Fov5bc52GD0/s1600/DSC_0115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PYphNOoyihk/TxSNk0FNI_I/AAAAAAAABzs/Fov5bc52GD0/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-znpUj4bHijw/TxSNmaeX8-I/AAAAAAAABz0/TfYvF9h5Vt0/s1600/DSC_0118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-znpUj4bHijw/TxSNmaeX8-I/AAAAAAAABz0/TfYvF9h5Vt0/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRRJvBbN_Vo/TxSNnm7vuZI/AAAAAAAABz8/bLOgD671ugc/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IRRJvBbN_Vo/TxSNnm7vuZI/AAAAAAAABz8/bLOgD671ugc/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She &lt;i&gt;search&lt;/i&gt; seashell at the seashore and the seashell that she &lt;i&gt;search&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;is seashell shore. Haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyTQ218LRz4/TxSNpanpdyI/AAAAAAAAB0E/fLPHR5FNVlk/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FyTQ218LRz4/TxSNpanpdyI/AAAAAAAAB0E/fLPHR5FNVlk/s320/DSC_0137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;With the banana boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHwlfbRqZDQ/TxSNqhpXJSI/AAAAAAAAB0M/-9x5PT9MHcA/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHwlfbRqZDQ/TxSNqhpXJSI/AAAAAAAAB0M/-9x5PT9MHcA/s320/DSC_0138.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Walked by the seashore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IAYagPIdWlk/TxSNt9QYImI/AAAAAAAAB0c/0zzZu5gV_bA/s1600/DSC_0156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IAYagPIdWlk/TxSNt9QYImI/AAAAAAAAB0c/0zzZu5gV_bA/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sharp !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jFK3QECjDRw/TxSNvfX2c-I/AAAAAAAAB0k/6leH-q1cCxc/s1600/DSC_0160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jFK3QECjDRw/TxSNvfX2c-I/AAAAAAAAB0k/6leH-q1cCxc/s320/DSC_0160.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since I'm the one who take the picture, so I only can do that. A playboy logo ? LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xM-qle-Dmqc/TxSNw2cN3vI/AAAAAAAAB0s/H5ZIYSWm2uk/s1600/DSC_0165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xM-qle-Dmqc/TxSNw2cN3vI/AAAAAAAAB0s/H5ZIYSWm2uk/s320/DSC_0165.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saranghaeeee !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G4kQ4BKju38/TxSNyiRibzI/AAAAAAAAB00/y9aEiRPZEyA/s1600/DSC_0177.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G4kQ4BKju38/TxSNyiRibzI/AAAAAAAAB00/y9aEiRPZEyA/s320/DSC_0177.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She does look feminine in this picture, isn't she ? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MYkVjifGTY4/TxSN0YXVfkI/AAAAAAAAB08/ks4TwxEjY7E/s1600/DSC_0203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MYkVjifGTY4/TxSN0YXVfkI/AAAAAAAAB08/ks4TwxEjY7E/s320/DSC_0203.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;65kilos meet the 40kilos. The overweight and the underweight. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SP_uiVRv_Wc/TxSN1tGafcI/AAAAAAAAB1E/1hEwZW9iExA/s1600/DSC_0221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SP_uiVRv_Wc/TxSN1tGafcI/AAAAAAAAB1E/1hEwZW9iExA/s320/DSC_0221.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Putera lilin.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZmI71eGoL4/TxSN3Tz1avI/AAAAAAAAB1M/c09VR_r_x8Y/s1600/DSC_0243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zZmI71eGoL4/TxSN3Tz1avI/AAAAAAAAB1M/c09VR_r_x8Y/s320/DSC_0243.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the Avillion, PD swimming pool. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQOvNP3332g/TxSN48mgl1I/AAAAAAAAB1U/aiBRUILNUPs/s1600/DSC_0245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WQOvNP3332g/TxSN48mgl1I/AAAAAAAAB1U/aiBRUILNUPs/s320/DSC_0245.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ecpv3V82j0/TxSN6HP36hI/AAAAAAAAB1c/oJosI-hHxPE/s1600/DSC_0262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ecpv3V82j0/TxSN6HP36hI/AAAAAAAAB1c/oJosI-hHxPE/s320/DSC_0262.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BPwdVC-Ncmw/TxSN75Zq_CI/AAAAAAAAB1k/XTIIBHt-Ezc/s1600/DSC_0264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BPwdVC-Ncmw/TxSN75Zq_CI/AAAAAAAAB1k/XTIIBHt-Ezc/s320/DSC_0264.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thirah using the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;batuk&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something, something:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do you remember a &lt;i&gt;peribahasa&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that sounds like this "&lt;i&gt;Bagai melepas batuk di tangga&lt;/i&gt;". &lt;i&gt;Batuk&lt;/i&gt; in that phrase means the thing in the picture above and not actually cough. I used to think before that &lt;i&gt;batuk&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;in that phrase refer to cough, like seriously. -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owz_wm5j30o/TxSN9XTYzkI/AAAAAAAAB1s/73rxBw4C9-0/s1600/DSC_0265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-owz_wm5j30o/TxSN9XTYzkI/AAAAAAAAB1s/73rxBw4C9-0/s320/DSC_0265.JPG" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MvBFuEML0w8/TxSN-3SbNOI/AAAAAAAAB10/-aHYktA7M8Y/s1600/DSC_0266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MvBFuEML0w8/TxSN-3SbNOI/AAAAAAAAB10/-aHYktA7M8Y/s320/DSC_0266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;US. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Our day not ended just like that. We stopped by at Bangi from PD, having some karaoke session with Loco and Yaya at MyPopAvenue. Shahir excluded as he being so emotional that evening and went to the cyber cafe and SLEEP. Zzzz. Hahaha. You're lucky Shahir&amp;nbsp;as I don't have mood to talk about that here. Haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By 10pm I already home. And Mama back from Penang that evening. Splendid day with them. Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: he's near, I can feel it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-9176132973358487964?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/9176132973358487964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=9176132973358487964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/9176132973358487964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/9176132973358487964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2012/01/it-looks-plain-and-boring.html' title='It looks plain and boring...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LTPX6lZZTuU/TxSNcqE5hlI/AAAAAAAABzE/Gb-ynSXmJfQ/s72-c/DSC_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6755387851982634738</id><published>2011-12-31T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:55:42.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothingness.'/><title type='text'>It's time waves goodbye...</title><content type='html'>...to 2011 and welcoming 2012. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*By the time I posted this, It's 5 minutes before 00:00. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last post for 2011. Minutes to 2012...I really need to type faster now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, my 2011 went well, very well until now, the time I'm typing this. :)&lt;br /&gt;I've started my 2011 at Singapore. Yes I Am ! Celebrated my new year at Marina Bay. Never thought I'm gonna did that. Haha. Well, celebrating new year never be&lt;i&gt; my thing&lt;/i&gt;. My celebration at Marina Bay was my second time. My first time was in 2009 (if I'm not mistaken) in One Utama along with my relatives from Padang, Indonesia. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I choose not to go anywhere, plus, I know that Papa won't let me out. Haha. No one's at home except me and Papa. Mama and Baby, of course, still in Penang and will coming back home tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow. YEAYYY ! (yeay that finally I have someone to talk to when I wake up from my sleep). Ayong's going out - countdown, Angah - I'm not sure and Ayang was on her way back to KL from Ipoh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home, keep changing the tv channel and finally stuck at TV3 watching &lt;i&gt;Aduh Sayang&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;with Epa. With Epa doesn't mean she's right next to me but we're skype-ing while watching it. Haha. Technology. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello 2012, goodbye 2011.&lt;br /&gt;I hope for a better life in 2012. Get a job and earn my own money. Oh, and also this year I hope, insyaAllah, to have someone special in my life. :)&lt;br /&gt;And I really hope that I am strong enough to reduce my 15kg fat or at least, 10kg. Haha. Oh my, I miss my old weight. Hopefully we'll meet again next year, in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I really hope my family will be in good health and everything that we do will get His blessed. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I love you SecretEmotion. You help me a lot to reminisce my 2011 and the year before. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6755387851982634738?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6755387851982634738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6755387851982634738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6755387851982634738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6755387851982634738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-time-waves-goodbye.html' title='It&apos;s time waves goodbye...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7561685108940292375</id><published>2011-12-30T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T14:21:35.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><title type='text'>2011 watched me at the top of the mountain...</title><content type='html'>...and fall so many times during climb it up. Well, that's life isn't it ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 best of my 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Graduation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9_SAVr9Y84/Tv1M_SAA5jI/AAAAAAAABy8/ALHGkIB4itE/s1600/UKM+%252812784%2529-A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9_SAVr9Y84/Tv1M_SAA5jI/AAAAAAAABy8/ALHGkIB4itE/s400/UKM+%252812784%2529-A.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course this will be on top of the list ! After 3 years struggling in studies with a pair of &lt;i&gt;goldfish&lt;/i&gt; eyes, I got the degree. Alhamdulillah. Sad but true, I still miss every moment I had in UKM. I miss to have assignments and all. Busy, freaking tired but still, that's the best time you gonna miss so bad. I don't mean to brag but I'm proud of myself that I am a degree holder by the age of 21. Never thought that it will be that fast. Because of PTS, I've skipped a year of my studies in primary and 3 years duration of degree makes it into reality. Alhamdulillah. Thanks everyone for the support especially my parents of course and best friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thesis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and a half semester means everything. Changing the supervisors (from Dr. Mun to Dr. Kuik), bring out the new title (from Pakistan to ACFTA), done 5 version of chapter one and all. Fuhhh. So fucking tired. T_T Even I didn't get the highest grade and only got a B+. But the experience I had, worth everything. The last minutes work shows it all. I've spoiled my last 2 chapter in my thesis. Regret ? Quite. But the truth is, I'm happy that I finally finished it ! Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Admitted to hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I've admitted to hospital. Thank you everyone for all the concerns. Seriously, I'm glad to have you all by my side during that time. Wait for me at the hospital for hours until the doctor finally decide to put me in the ward. Keep&amp;nbsp;vomiting, the head spinning like crazy. I'm so weak at that time. :/&lt;br /&gt;If you guys wanna know, I'm so afraid there in the third class ward. All alone sleeping at the ward with other patients. For me, that's really really scary. The way they stare at me, even if I can barely see them due to my blur vision (no spectacles and yes there's something wrong with my visions at that time), I know they are staring at me. Plus, the hospital's haunted story keep playing in my mind. Haihhhh. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;I lose my appetite but you guys brought me &lt;i&gt;Bubur&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;McD and my clothes as well. :) And the non-stop messages asking for my condition. You guys are the best. *crying*&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sorry for Mama and Papa as my friends didn't inform about me that night. Most probably, I might do the same too. Don't know whether to call or not to call. I beg for an apology on behalf of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;After all, my health is getting good day by day. Alhamdulillah, until now, the pain never comes back. Pray for my health you guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Travel/Holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually didn't expect to go anywhere in 2011. Don't have budget for that. BUT, well hey, 2011 watched me stepped into Singapore for two times ! Hahaha. Didn't expect &lt;i&gt;eh&lt;/i&gt; ? -.-"&amp;nbsp;The first time with Ayang's UKM's friends and the second time was also with Ayang but along with Mama and Ayang's colleague. Heeee. Both were great and I enjoy every single day I was there. Weehooo ! But still, I haven't got a chance to enter the Universal Studios Singapore. Maybe 2012 ? Who knows ? :p&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I also went to Kuching, Sarawak like finally ! Haha. I've missed my chance to go to Sabah end of last year but this year I managed to go to Kuching. Alhamdulillah for the &lt;i&gt;rezeki&lt;/i&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp;Had fun with my IR mates.&amp;nbsp;Kayak-ing for the very first time in my life and fell into one of Putrajaya's lakes. At Wetland to be precise. Haha. Cycling at Taman Botani. Wall climbing at Putrajaya Challenges Park and sprained my ankle. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. For the first time Mama allowed me to go somewhere out of KL-Selangor for few days with my friends. Yeay ! And that would be Ipoh with Epa and FaThirah. Thanks Mama. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Helping out friends to &lt;i&gt;something, something&lt;/i&gt; and it turns out well, very well actually. Congratulations Palie and Epa ! Love you guys much. 2012 &amp;nbsp;and I hope you guys move into another phase &lt;i&gt;eh&lt;/i&gt; ? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Watched football match live at the stadium for the first time. Watching Malaysia VS Arsenal with free passes from MixFM. And not to forget, Malaysia VS Singapore. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Hope 2012 will be great. Amin. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7561685108940292375?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7561685108940292375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7561685108940292375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7561685108940292375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7561685108940292375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-watched-me-at-top-of-mountain.html' title='2011 watched me at the top of the mountain...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9_SAVr9Y84/Tv1M_SAA5jI/AAAAAAAABy8/ALHGkIB4itE/s72-c/UKM+%252812784%2529-A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7629370502093694451</id><published>2011-12-30T01:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T03:14:38.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malay'/><title type='text'>As long as you love me...</title><content type='html'>...nothing in this world could hurt me -&amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th of December and finally &amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia come to an end. Quite a frustrated ending for some people but for me, I am satisfied. :) Well well, I know some people keep condemning Malay drama. They said the director copy this and that from that Hollywood movies, the scenario is too lame, blablabla. I'm not saying that they right, neither do wrong. Everyone got their own point of view. So, this is my point of view. No offense, okay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. The used of black magic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time black magic is used in #TentangDhia, people started to get annoyed. I know, the followers of that drama tweet-ed about that much.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Inilah drama Melayu, ada je lah nak guna sihir lah apa lah&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Dah start sihir-sihir bagai, boring ah. Entah pape.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Correct me if I'm wrong. But for me, the used of black magic in&amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia shows us the reality in our society, now. You can say that it's nonsense but people nowadays keep using black magic to get what they want, especially those who got lacks of knowledge in Islam. Everyone knows that using black magic is Syirik. But we can deny that in our society right ? So, the used of black magic in&amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia is &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;relevant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. The main actor/actress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be true, I'm interested to watch&amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia at the first place because of Nora Danish and Adi Putra. I'm not their fans but I got an instinct that they will make a great couple in that drama. It's true isn't it ? I never failed myself to watch them everyday. If I didn't manage to watch it at 7pm, I will catch them up at @TontonMY. &amp;nbsp;For me, they really makes&amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia alive. And also credit to Melly, Azmi, Raffi, Ku Salmi and Zetty as the supporting casts. I'm sorry to Tasha Shila (Rose) fans. For me she looks fake. I don't feel her like I did to everyone in that drama. Again, you're so not good in acting, Tasha. Opps. Frankly speaking, I don't like her in any drama too, sorry to say but I don't really like Malaysians new artiste nowadays. They seems too fake. Out of topic, I know. Overall, well done everyone in&amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia except Tasha. Harharhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That's two point I wanna bring up because that's the only thing that bother me much. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the ending. Yes, I agree that the director should tell us about what happen to Ku Salmi as she's being so evil in that drama. She should get some punishment, or at least she penitent of what she has done to Dhia and her family at the ending. But no, the director didn't tell us what happen to her -- that makes the follower became disappointed. Frustrated I am? Yes, a bit.&lt;br /&gt;*at some point I think the director just leave it to us to guess what happens to Ku Salmi. I think everyone knows what will happen to someone like her, if she doesn't penitent. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least, Dhia got her real happiness before she's gone to meet her Creator. He got Zikir by her side, Zikir helps her to recite &lt;i&gt;kalimah syahadah &lt;/i&gt;before her heart stops beating. That makes she happy isn't it ? For me, she does happy, at least minutes before she died. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#TentangDhia is a great ending of 2011 for Malay drama lovers, I hope. For me, it is. Again, everyone got their point of view. You may disagree with me but it's only my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EITAU4d6dko/TvycOnKISCI/AAAAAAAAByc/_1pVpvdbM5k/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EITAU4d6dko/TvycOnKISCI/AAAAAAAAByc/_1pVpvdbM5k/s320/Untitled.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See.&amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia is trending Worldwide for a while right after the drama's end. It's phenomenal ! And until now, people haven't stop tweeting about that drama. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one thing. It's only a drama. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Don't take it too serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; You know what I mean. You are matured enough to think. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I admit that I'm crying watch the ending. :/&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia got so many good quotes to be remember. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Gemersik Kalbu will replace&amp;nbsp;#TentangDhia starting next Monday. Oh, I'm not going to watch. I don't fancy Ayu Raudhah like everyone does. Zzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7629370502093694451?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7629370502093694451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7629370502093694451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7629370502093694451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7629370502093694451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-long-as-you-love-me.html' title='As long as you love me...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EITAU4d6dko/TvycOnKISCI/AAAAAAAAByc/_1pVpvdbM5k/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7061899947354290556</id><published>2011-12-27T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:48:10.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'>I love you...</title><content type='html'>...Dexter, but I just don't like you anymore - One Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days Qilah posted a movie trailer on my Facebook's wall. I can't wait another minute to download the movie, I google-d and yes, got the link to download. Yeay ! Please watch it below, the trailer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/GU4qLmIXbOE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GU4qLmIXbOE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GU4qLmIXbOE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One Day, released in August 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted to give the review of the film but Qilah already put it in her blog. Hee. So read it &lt;a href="http://aqilahamin.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-day-extraordinary-film.html" style="font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. So many emotions been played when I watch the movie. And this is my review to Qilah;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SH_V7Cczl9E/TvnDTbdNV4I/AAAAAAAAByQ/TBf7UYrbges/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SH_V7Cczl9E/TvnDTbdNV4I/AAAAAAAAByQ/TBf7UYrbges/s400/Untitled.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Haha. That's it. And ohhh, if you read in that picture about Qilah's previous post about this one lady, the situation she's been through (basically) is almost the same like the movie, I mean when they didn't get together at the first place, but back together few years later and after that her partner died. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hear it here;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pmd.mediaprima.com.my.edgesuite.net/u/hotfm/amkrew/audio/bestbit/111220_dilema.mp3" target="_blank"&gt;http://pmd.mediaprima.com.my.edgesuite.net/u/hotfm/amkrew/audio/bestbit/111220_dilema.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know, I'm just sensitive like that. Can easily touched for something like this. Zzzzzz~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, everyone got their own opinion. Mine just like Qilah. So sad that we can't even cry, speechless. Hmm hmm. Watch it and you can share your opinion here about that film if you don't mind. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: to Dexter - so many years wasted, waiting for the right time, when you're ready, and when it's time, God takes her from you. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7061899947354290556?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7061899947354290556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7061899947354290556&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7061899947354290556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7061899947354290556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-love-you.html' title='I love you...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SH_V7Cczl9E/TvnDTbdNV4I/AAAAAAAAByQ/TBf7UYrbges/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7826470093400744203</id><published>2011-12-26T03:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T21:48:19.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends.'/><title type='text'>A successful marriage requires falling in love many times...</title><content type='html'>...but always with the same person - Germaine Greer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY 28th ANNIVERSARY PapaMama on 24th of December !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I admit that I'm not good in giving any speech. And of course, words can't even express the feelings I have inside towards them. Only Allah knows how much I appreciate His precious gifts to me. I think it's enough with this word;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah, Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Secondly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After almost 5-6 years, I finally met Nisamat, an old friend since primary school. The last time I saw her, hmm, when I'm in form 4 or form 5, I couldn't recall. Alhamdulillah, we manage to meet each other with an ad-hoc planning. Haha. ;) Seriously I had fun with you guys that Friday. Ca and Nisa, thank you for agreeing to accompany me that evening. Heee. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: give and take.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7826470093400744203?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7826470093400744203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7826470093400744203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7826470093400744203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7826470093400744203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/successful-married-life-requires.html' title='A successful marriage requires falling in love many times...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5239702851321857052</id><published>2011-12-21T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T03:32:29.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends.'/><title type='text'>You say it best...</title><content type='html'>...when you say nothing at all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a text message from someone yesterday evening. A simple message but yet able to makes me cry. Seriously, I can feel how she feels right now. Sorry &lt;i&gt;yang&lt;/i&gt;, I know that I'm not a good&amp;nbsp;adviser for you. I feel bad for that. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for understand, thank you for taking care in silence. Even if you didn't say anything, I already know that you do &lt;i&gt;yang&lt;/i&gt;. And this evening when you told me in that message, I can't help myself but crying. How you respect me by not saying anything. :) I miss the old times when we spend our time in ym/skype and share our stories. Seriously I do. Times brought us till this far and I'm sorry that I'm not there when you're at the bottom of the wheel. :(&lt;br /&gt;And today when you text-ed me, I can't explain what are the feelings I have inside. I am happy but at the same time I feel bad for not being there all these while. Thank you for trusting me to hear all that. I wish I can help you &lt;i&gt;yang&lt;/i&gt;. Be strong, I know you always do. InsyaAllah, He will leads you to the right path. Just have faith, okay ? :) I just want you to know, I always have my shoulders for you to lend on. I'm happy when you're happy. And I am sad, when you are too. Take care my dear. InsyaAllah He will show us the way. For you and me. Amin. :)&lt;br /&gt;You're one of my precious friends that really understands me well, that able to feel me deeply. Alhamdulillah, I feel blessed for having you in my life. :)&lt;br /&gt;********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a phone call with Shahir for almost half an hour. Half an hour and it never feels enough to catch things up.&amp;nbsp;I know I've been missing my kepochis everyday. We got too many things to be shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Please please please, open table please..............................! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-066kCLmKYqc/TvDemJQmdoI/AAAAAAAABx0/mxVyTmkl77w/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="126" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-066kCLmKYqc/TvDemJQmdoI/AAAAAAAABx0/mxVyTmkl77w/s400/Untitled.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Spamming Abe's wall post using that blue words seriously funny and I found that really annoying actually. Haha. Sorry Abe !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I can't even left my laptop for seconds, they were replying like 2,3,4 comments in one second. Fuhhh. Hahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Jauh di mata, dekat di hati, dekat di FB&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Love you guys very very much for making my day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;P/s: awesome friends are awesome. Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5239702851321857052?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5239702851321857052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5239702851321857052&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5239702851321857052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5239702851321857052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-say-it-best.html' title='You say it best...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-066kCLmKYqc/TvDemJQmdoI/AAAAAAAABx0/mxVyTmkl77w/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7483818270370036579</id><published>2011-12-19T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T03:09:01.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family.'/><title type='text'>The happiness we had, the gloominess between us...</title><content type='html'>...we're just an ordinary family to face all that. Alhamdulillah, thank you Allah for rewarding me such a beautiful family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days, my sister posted something on her Facebook status. Truthfully, I feel like crying when I read it. To watch my baby sister's growing. She's 15 already. Isn't that just so fast. She's big now, real BIG I must say. Bigger than me, physically. Haha. :p No, I'm not going to talk about that. But it's about the elders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're close when we were small but as time goes by, I can see a distance between us all. But Allah is the Almighty, He brought us back together when we enter the age of 20s. We're getting closer each day without we're realizing it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one time, I feel terribly sad. To think that we're not going to be the same again when we're all got our own family. Not going to be same again, I mean, got another commitment to be focus on. Seeing you guys with the one you love. I'm sincerely happy but at the same time, I feel like hating. Hate the fact that I have to let go you guys someday. Selfish I am. But it's life, I have to admit it. I could be the happiest person to see you guys entering the marriage life but I could also be the&amp;nbsp;saddest&amp;nbsp;person to let you guys go. :( *crying deep down inside*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to say more, but couldn't help myself feel like crying. I just can't continue this entry. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I love them with all my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7483818270370036579?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7483818270370036579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7483818270370036579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7483818270370036579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7483818270370036579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/happiness-we-had-gloominess-between-us.html' title='The happiness we had, the gloominess between us...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4711371596984627136</id><published>2011-12-19T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T02:04:21.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cook.'/><title type='text'>I'm not a good cook...</title><content type='html'>...but at least I'm trying to make everyone pleasantly well-fed with what I cook. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It spoil my mood to online when my Mr.ASUS's charger already cannot be used. *crying* So, I use my sister's &amp;nbsp;laptop for the time being. I wanted to update about Kuching's but all the pictures were in Mr.ASUS. T_T Never mind then, I'll do it later, when I buy the new charger -- when ? Still can't figure it out yet. :p It will be in my things-to-buy-desperately list now. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been craving for Cinnabon for months already. Hate the fact that Cinnabon is only available at certain places in Malaysia. The nearest kiosk to my house is in One Utama. Tskk. So lazy to drive there. So lazy to going out. Just so lazyyyyyyyyyyy. I almost buy it last month at The Mall. Something just stop me from doing so -- money. LOL. If I buy it at that time, it will left me not more than 10 bucks in my purse. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the laziness to going out, due to the craving-ness, I finally decided to make it by myself. A cinnamon rolls. I have to admit that I'm not good in this. Haha. The truth is I'm better in cooking. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I present you, my first attempt at Cinnamon Rolls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yulOgPNePDY/Tu4f8xTxazI/AAAAAAAABvQ/8CNYK_g26fw/s1600/Ag2G0paCIAASFcC.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yulOgPNePDY/Tu4f8xTxazI/AAAAAAAABvQ/8CNYK_g26fw/s320/Ag2G0paCIAASFcC.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it looks good in this picture. Just don't judge a book by its cover, they said. The taste is just plain. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The dough is okay but somehow I feel resentful, waiting for it to be sweet." - Ayang&lt;br /&gt;"You need to add more sugar. But it's a good try, better than never." - Papa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Tell you already, I'm not good in it. Let's just leave it to Ayang. She's good in it. I'm going to cook only. Surrender for now -- really ? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Mama in Penang (for almost 3 weeks already), I take over the kitchen. By 5pm I must already be in the kitchen to cook for dinner. Now I already know how Mama feels everyday when she's already out of idea what to cook for dinner. Haha. Stress, I tell you ! &amp;nbsp;T_T And somehow I feel tired because I'm all alone in the kitchen do all the things needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every bad feelings just went away when I saw my dad and my siblings enjoy eating even if I know it doesn't taste as good as Mama's. Alhamdulillah, it just a great feelings after all. To see everyone enjoying it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Subhanallah, Alhamdulillah, Allahu Akbar. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4711371596984627136?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4711371596984627136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4711371596984627136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4711371596984627136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4711371596984627136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-not-good-cook.html' title='I&apos;m not a good cook...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yulOgPNePDY/Tu4f8xTxazI/AAAAAAAABvQ/8CNYK_g26fw/s72-c/Ag2G0paCIAASFcC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5126737767077668754</id><published>2011-12-17T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T02:58:21.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><title type='text'>Leaving your past...</title><content type='html'>...but not live in your past. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some said, I'm still living in the past. I need to make this things clear. Well, all you can see that I'm not get over it yet. Oh come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's huge different between &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;"being left with obvious reason"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;"being left with no absolute reason"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean here. It is hard as you will keep asking yourself of what is actually wrong. Zzzzz. Screw that ! If I am still live in my past, I'm not moving on right now. I will still mourn over what had happened to us. I will still hoping. The truth is, I'm not hoping for anything. Just regret that we ended terribly. That's all. It takes me quite a long time to heal. But &lt;i&gt;alhamdulillah&lt;/i&gt;, I'm getting better everyday with His wills. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also huge different between &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;"live in the past"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;"reminiscent the past"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There is one time where you are all alone and you feel the emptiness, for sure, some good/bad memories will suddenly popped up in your head. At that time, you feel like crying, you need someone to lend their shoulder to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past, where it makes us to be more matured. It's you to decide which path would you choose, positively or negatively. It's you to decide whether to still make the same mistake or not. It's all on you. I repeat, ON YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine once said, "if you are given an option either to be happy or sad, choose to be happy."&lt;br /&gt;I've chose mine, you ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: no hard feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5126737767077668754?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5126737767077668754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5126737767077668754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5126737767077668754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5126737767077668754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/leaving-your-past.html' title='Leaving your past...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1656170029267741935</id><published>2011-12-14T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:30:33.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation.'/><title type='text'>If you're visiting somewhere out of your place...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...&lt;/span&gt;take a picture with the famous landmark of that place to show that you're really there, they said. Eh ? Haha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kuching Day #2 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that today's not going to be my wordless Wednesday. :p Second post for today, still on the same story. Hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day in Kuching, we went to Kuching Cultural Village (KCV). Since we stayed at the Kuching City, so it takes us almost an hour to be there. Ohhh, we have to pay RM60 per person to enter the KCV. For me, the entrance fee is a bit too high to compare of what they have inside. They only have special price for Sarawakians. Just my two cents; isn't that supposed not only for Sarawakians, but for Malaysians too ? Hmm hmm ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind then, we just enjoying ourselves in there. Taking pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBbY2cbla7U/TuiMYcbir4I/AAAAAAAABug/yWEoWsYQbWY/s1600/DSC_0533.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBbY2cbla7U/TuiMYcbir4I/AAAAAAAABug/yWEoWsYQbWY/s320/DSC_0533.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The KCV entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Hk1GLjRjyo/TuiL1m4J0BI/AAAAAAAABuQ/rOIunKAimkY/s1600/DSC_0485.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Hk1GLjRjyo/TuiL1m4J0BI/AAAAAAAABuQ/rOIunKAimkY/s320/DSC_0485.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Errr. Which way first ? Hmm hmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGz-bLGJkwg/TuiLjCPxgiI/AAAAAAAABuI/iaK1Vv8KPfY/s1600/DSC_0483.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGz-bLGJkwg/TuiLjCPxgiI/AAAAAAAABuI/iaK1Vv8KPfY/s320/DSC_0483.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;PapaMama. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AIXe8szZJWQ/TuiH399l7GI/AAAAAAAABso/2NlyzV5-77s/s1600/DSC_0116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AIXe8szZJWQ/TuiH399l7GI/AAAAAAAABso/2NlyzV5-77s/s320/DSC_0116.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bidayuh Longhouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqEB2bUAcWY/TuiuY-svwuI/AAAAAAAABvA/QmCqXVX8UDA/s1600/DSC_0214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqEB2bUAcWY/TuiuY-svwuI/AAAAAAAABvA/QmCqXVX8UDA/s320/DSC_0214.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Iban Longhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YqDpU-i8Mlo/TuiJBuDdZZI/AAAAAAAABtI/f5kjpWePfzo/s1600/DSC_0261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YqDpU-i8Mlo/TuiJBuDdZZI/AAAAAAAABtI/f5kjpWePfzo/s320/DSC_0261.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Penan Hut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6k0dFl_csL8/TuiJXcU8ymI/AAAAAAAABtQ/UyfYW_ttraI/s1600/DSC_0267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6k0dFl_csL8/TuiJXcU8ymI/AAAAAAAABtQ/UyfYW_ttraI/s320/DSC_0267.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Orang Ulu Longhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I don't want be an Orang Ulu," said Papa while pointing his finger to Mama. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOKB9_Aa91k/TuiK4Ezp_cI/AAAAAAAABt4/MoY_tUaqQZQ/s1600/DSC_0447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pOKB9_Aa91k/TuiK4Ezp_cI/AAAAAAAABt4/MoY_tUaqQZQ/s320/DSC_0447.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Orang Cina Farm House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_UMGhiGACf0/TuiKSupcFDI/AAAAAAAABto/_9MGgWcThgw/s1600/DSC_0339.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_UMGhiGACf0/TuiKSupcFDI/AAAAAAAABto/_9MGgWcThgw/s320/DSC_0339.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Melayu House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NwZKsksrMtY/TuiJ-lZdcmI/AAAAAAAABtg/x4WqbTBMNzU/s1600/DSC_0304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NwZKsksrMtY/TuiJ-lZdcmI/AAAAAAAABtg/x4WqbTBMNzU/s320/DSC_0304.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Melanau Tall House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6L8m08WaV8/TuiLNNYrQ0I/AAAAAAAABuA/Aeg122rto_o/s1600/DSC_0450.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P6L8m08WaV8/TuiLNNYrQ0I/AAAAAAAABuA/Aeg122rto_o/s320/DSC_0450.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Pagoda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epOqloVxJiU/TuiItpHhcWI/AAAAAAAABtA/gb5V6Pb1inQ/s1600/DSC_0255.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-epOqloVxJiU/TuiItpHhcWI/AAAAAAAABtA/gb5V6Pb1inQ/s320/DSC_0255.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The one and only family photo in Kuching. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AFN-FFGLN5o/TuiIKPCaVYI/AAAAAAAABsw/6JfmxH0I57o/s1600/DSC_0204.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AFN-FFGLN5o/TuiIKPCaVYI/AAAAAAAABsw/6JfmxH0I57o/s320/DSC_0204.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; She's making the &lt;i&gt;kain pua kumbu&lt;/i&gt;. Nice eh ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNJRNGQ_fxY/TuiIZ6SN52I/AAAAAAAABs4/nhcqqFL_7QU/s1600/DSC_0244.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNJRNGQ_fxY/TuiIZ6SN52I/AAAAAAAABs4/nhcqqFL_7QU/s320/DSC_0244.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I forgot the name of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At certain angle, it looks nice. But at certain angle, it's just disgusting. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-unQ9gI5llKs/TuiKh2RC3mI/AAAAAAAABtw/jxT7PFtTdto/s1600/DSC_0443.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-unQ9gI5llKs/TuiKh2RC3mI/AAAAAAAABtw/jxT7PFtTdto/s320/DSC_0443.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Black Pepper. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3tc07R4ZoM8/TuiMGQLGTqI/AAAAAAAABuY/fYYgxv28TzM/s1600/DSC_0506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3tc07R4ZoM8/TuiMGQLGTqI/AAAAAAAABuY/fYYgxv28TzM/s320/DSC_0506.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Hornbill at Damai Central.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back from KCV, rest for a while in the hotel room and then we walked around looking for the cat monument. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BjF5ej5oz_c/TuiMnAtlXiI/AAAAAAAABuo/OlyHdF0dXLQ/s1600/DSC_0553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BjF5ej5oz_c/TuiMnAtlXiI/AAAAAAAABuo/OlyHdF0dXLQ/s320/DSC_0553.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I give you my picture with the first cat monument. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbPz1pIXLU4/TuiM2ZMlYwI/AAAAAAAABuw/O-woxZYxY2s/s1600/DSC_0559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XbPz1pIXLU4/TuiM2ZMlYwI/AAAAAAAABuw/O-woxZYxY2s/s320/DSC_0559.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The second cat monument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-5OXDKV5_8/TuiNGtUgmvI/AAAAAAAABu4/9tmc50Dox3Q/s1600/DSC_0561.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5-5OXDKV5_8/TuiNGtUgmvI/AAAAAAAABu4/9tmc50Dox3Q/s320/DSC_0561.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The third and the last one. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: Lets Sabah next ? :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1656170029267741935?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1656170029267741935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1656170029267741935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1656170029267741935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1656170029267741935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/if-youre-visiting-somewhere-out-of-your.html' title='If you&apos;re visiting somewhere out of your place...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JBbY2cbla7U/TuiMYcbir4I/AAAAAAAABug/yWEoWsYQbWY/s72-c/DSC_0533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-3462059046860056223</id><published>2011-12-14T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:52:16.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation.'/><title type='text'>To be with your family...</title><content type='html'>...isn't that the best moment in your life ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kuching Day #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last November I went to Kuching, Sarawak (finally !) with my parents and my baby sister. A short vacation I might say. Supposed that Ayang's going together with us but sadly to say, her boss didn't approved her leave. So, only four of us are going. Alhamdulillah, safely arrived there around 3.30pm even if the flight delayed for almost an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what makes me more excited there in Kuching ? Qilah was there too with her parents. But unfortunately I only manage to meet her in Kuching International Airport. We're taking the same flight to Kuala Lumpur ! Do you know that she lives in Setiawangsa and that isn't thattttt far from Selayang. But at Kuching, we meet. Subhanallah, what a coincidence. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAJ55KxvWNg/Tud3dSyUrmI/AAAAAAAABrw/WRcBN4Qdw6E/s1600/DSC_0068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAJ55KxvWNg/Tud3dSyUrmI/AAAAAAAABrw/WRcBN4Qdw6E/s320/DSC_0068.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The first photo taken in Kuching. In front of Kuching waterfront. See the building behind ? We're staying there throughout our 3 nights in Kuching. Harbour View Hotel. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ikiZx04Y-U4/Tud3tMgmN2I/AAAAAAAABr4/jZpAPWIiXZM/s1600/DSC_0076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ikiZx04Y-U4/Tud3tMgmN2I/AAAAAAAABr4/jZpAPWIiXZM/s320/DSC_0076.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our first time ride in Kuching water taxi or &lt;i&gt;bot tambang&lt;/i&gt;. Look at Mama's face. &lt;i&gt;Cuak !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The fare is only 50 cents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDDehWGKY0E/Tud37AZnFTI/AAAAAAAABsA/MYomd7LCHm0/s1600/DSC_0081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yDDehWGKY0E/Tud37AZnFTI/AAAAAAAABsA/MYomd7LCHm0/s320/DSC_0081.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Keringat tua.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJX2UML6oyk/Tud4Km-werI/AAAAAAAABsI/kLXuQpmS7Xo/s1600/DSC_0089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJX2UML6oyk/Tud4Km-werI/AAAAAAAABsI/kLXuQpmS7Xo/s320/DSC_0089.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Papa's first food in Kuching;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nasi Goreng Terubuk Masin&lt;/i&gt;. The &lt;i&gt;sambal &lt;/i&gt;taste quite good I tell you. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NS0afQAxXk4/Tud4YvRAEFI/AAAAAAAABsQ/6YdA0l69360/s1600/DSC_0101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NS0afQAxXk4/Tud4YvRAEFI/AAAAAAAABsQ/6YdA0l69360/s320/DSC_0101.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A gazebo in front of Kuching Waterfront. Sorry that the picture is quite slant to the right. -.-" But I do love the lighting. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9GH23vgie4/Tud4q_b-vYI/AAAAAAAABsY/7fkawxFRsMY/s1600/DSC_0111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9GH23vgie4/Tud4q_b-vYI/AAAAAAAABsY/7fkawxFRsMY/s320/DSC_0111.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of Kuching's new attraction; State Legislative Assembly Building. Just opened in 2009. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFtaFngqIDg/Tud4_K_42PI/AAAAAAAABsg/y5FFlco3Q7M/s1600/DSC_0116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kFtaFngqIDg/Tud4_K_42PI/AAAAAAAABsg/y5FFlco3Q7M/s320/DSC_0116.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Astana; the official residence of &lt;i&gt;Yang diPertua Negeri Sarawak&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Was built in 1870 by Charles Brooke as a wedding gift to his wife. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: before you sleep, forgive yourself, forgive everyone and hoping that they will forgive you too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-3462059046860056223?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/3462059046860056223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=3462059046860056223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3462059046860056223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3462059046860056223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-be-with-your-family.html' title='To be with your family...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HAJ55KxvWNg/Tud3dSyUrmI/AAAAAAAABrw/WRcBN4Qdw6E/s72-c/DSC_0068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-8297992410176083465</id><published>2011-12-12T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T01:26:25.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All our dreams can come true...</title><content type='html'>...if we have the courage to pursue them - Walt Disney. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my lifetime wishlist (will update from time to time);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bU874D7Ili4/TuYsCx063LI/AAAAAAAABrg/2SAF6vn4a-E/s1600/Porche+Cayenne+S.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="144" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bU874D7Ili4/TuYsCx063LI/AAAAAAAABrg/2SAF6vn4a-E/s320/Porche+Cayenne+S.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;People out there are being crazy with cars. &lt;i&gt;Lambo this, Lambo that. Bentley this, Bentley that&lt;/i&gt;. Believe me, it's hard for me to like any of them. As long as I have one (note: Cik Kelly) to bring me here and there, I'm satisfied enough. But this one, seriously it caught my eyes. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Porsche Cayenne S&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Why you're so adorable ? T_T To own it, might not possible for me. I can get two houses for one of it. For a lifetime investment, I think to buy a house is more valuable. So, my wish is to be in that car for hours, to drive it. Can I can I can I ? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-rqJXHU78Y/TuYyJ1BQ6GI/AAAAAAAABro/dzMo_iTDQNM/s1600/s32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l-rqJXHU78Y/TuYyJ1BQ6GI/AAAAAAAABro/dzMo_iTDQNM/s320/s32.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;riding in a helicopter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; since I was a kid. I don't know why but it must be fun to be in it. To see the city from the sky. It must be sooo beautiful. Subhanallah; I already can imagined it. One day, insyaAllah, one day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-8297992410176083465?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/8297992410176083465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=8297992410176083465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8297992410176083465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8297992410176083465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-our-dreams-can-come-true.html' title='All our dreams can come true...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bU874D7Ili4/TuYsCx063LI/AAAAAAAABrg/2SAF6vn4a-E/s72-c/Porche+Cayenne+S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-976832123264795820</id><published>2011-12-08T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:54:45.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie.'/><title type='text'>No measure of time with you will be long enough...</title><content type='html'>...but let's start with forever - Edward Cullen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're my loyal reader, you will know that I'm a Twilight Saga fan.&amp;nbsp;The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn Part I came out on 24th November in Malaysia, I actually frustrated that I won't be able to watch the movie on the first day of screening -- flight to Kuching, Sarawak that 24th ! Hmm hmm. So I try to go through the official website of Malaysia's radio stations and filling the form to get free premiere screening ticket of Breaking Dawn on 23rd of November. Lucky me, Alhamdulillah, I got 4 tickets for premiere screening of Breaking Dawn from SinarFM. Yeay ! Thank you SinarFM ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tHUBHqIudmE/TuA4g06SVhI/AAAAAAAABrQ/Yn2zJgzRIus/s1600/310614_2618330545163_1462124985_32796934_1408024844_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tHUBHqIudmE/TuA4g06SVhI/AAAAAAAABrQ/Yn2zJgzRIus/s320/310614_2618330545163_1462124985_32796934_1408024844_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 tickets and I brought along my baby sister, Zarifah and Nazurah to watch it with me. Hee. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't want to put any review here, read it at IMDB yourself. Please. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Something, something;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel so touched when Bella and Edward finally married. Hehe. Almost cry ! :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love Bella Swan wedding dress. For me, it is just soooo beautiful !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDlqERBGjAg/TuA-n_J01vI/AAAAAAAABrY/-JTKJC__9tU/s1600/bella-wedding-dress_398x426.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDlqERBGjAg/TuA-n_J01vI/AAAAAAAABrY/-JTKJC__9tU/s320/bella-wedding-dress_398x426.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(source: google image)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The part when Bella became a vampire; why did Bella's boobs pops like that ? LOL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can I have my honeymoon like Edward and Bella ? LOL. Not on the post-first-night of Bella's. The place, I mean. Hehe. :p&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I know that peoples are condemning this Twilight Saga. But please do respect others interest. They might not like yours anyway. Then why should you being so rude saying this and that about what they like. Stop being like a kid. Everyone got their own obsession. Respect each others and they will do the same to you. Got it, baby ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: que sera sera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-976832123264795820?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/976832123264795820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=976832123264795820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/976832123264795820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/976832123264795820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/no-measure-of-time-with-you-will-be.html' title='No measure of time with you will be long enough...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tHUBHqIudmE/TuA4g06SVhI/AAAAAAAABrQ/Yn2zJgzRIus/s72-c/310614_2618330545163_1462124985_32796934_1408024844_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6421907402451611364</id><published>2011-12-07T13:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:52:25.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wordless.Wednesday.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ukm.'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oEpyAbksY5w/Tt78dSUboBI/AAAAAAAABrI/RIdoDjjZeXo/s1600/P7062413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oEpyAbksY5w/Tt78dSUboBI/AAAAAAAABrI/RIdoDjjZeXo/s640/P7062413.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6421907402451611364?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6421907402451611364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6421907402451611364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6421907402451611364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6421907402451611364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/12/wordless-wednesday-2.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #2.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oEpyAbksY5w/Tt78dSUboBI/AAAAAAAABrI/RIdoDjjZeXo/s72-c/P7062413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7016180935746979945</id><published>2011-11-30T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T15:58:32.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Istighfar as much as you can...</title><content type='html'>...it will makes you feel much much better whenever you feel bad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I feel bad today. Seriously, can someone drag me into the real world ? I'm tired to fight with myself. :/&lt;br /&gt;Crying. All over again. Can someone please slap me, wake me up from this bad dream ? I need someone to talk to. I need someone to love me more than I love myself. I feel...lonely. I feel...empty. Ya Allah........ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: another one step behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7016180935746979945?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7016180935746979945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7016180935746979945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7016180935746979945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7016180935746979945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/istighfar-as-much-as-you-can.html' title='Istighfar as much as you can...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6439596923539712873</id><published>2011-11-30T03:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T04:37:36.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday.'/><title type='text'>A good friend knows all your best stories...</title><content type='html'>...BUT a best friend has lived them with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I already told you in my last 2 entries, 19th of November was Zarifah's birthday. So, on 20th, she invites me to come over to her house for an afternoon tea (or whatever they call it) to celebrate her birthday together with Abang Ngah and Abang Lang. Since I went to Kak Widad's reception with Caca, so I dragged her along to Gombak Ria. Hehe. Glad that I finally made it to introduce Ca to my UKM's friends and vice versa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less talk, more photos mode: ON. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rz8XYfOLtkc/TtUz-_qeF4I/AAAAAAAABpg/yTXgyuD5toE/s1600/IMG_5915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rz8XYfOLtkc/TtUz-_qeF4I/AAAAAAAABpg/yTXgyuD5toE/s320/IMG_5915.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Early comers -- help Mama Noriah at the kitchen. Me and Ca made the&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;acar sedap &lt;/i&gt;! Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn4jm_4yGQY/TtU0PW3dfDI/AAAAAAAABpo/VZCPDRydtnw/s1600/IMG_5916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn4jm_4yGQY/TtU0PW3dfDI/AAAAAAAABpo/VZCPDRydtnw/s320/IMG_5916.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what we call, "drinking while diving". LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEcmTbIWvbA/TtU0j8z7bUI/AAAAAAAABpw/7GY1kPN7ASw/s1600/IMG_5929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rEcmTbIWvbA/TtU0j8z7bUI/AAAAAAAABpw/7GY1kPN7ASw/s320/IMG_5929.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eating time !!! XD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-IsbdSPW90/TtU1N97Vz2I/AAAAAAAABqA/GLqsa3F4rO0/s1600/IMG_5956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-IsbdSPW90/TtU1N97Vz2I/AAAAAAAABqA/GLqsa3F4rO0/s320/IMG_5956.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Ca for spending your time with us. Hehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46oISnvQgoc/TtU05qgCMUI/AAAAAAAABp4/aMmIF-zBzwc/s1600/IMG_5944.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46oISnvQgoc/TtU05qgCMUI/AAAAAAAABp4/aMmIF-zBzwc/s320/IMG_5944.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shahir with Epa. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvE1NhINnaU/TtU2jL9b_XI/AAAAAAAABqg/-5Qa-evVLuY/s1600/IMG_5992.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VvE1NhINnaU/TtU2jL9b_XI/AAAAAAAABqg/-5Qa-evVLuY/s320/IMG_5992.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shifana and Arissa in pink !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGh6rKKt1yI/TtU3mBLPDyI/AAAAAAAABq4/zLoUZp0pEWg/s1600/IMG_6007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGh6rKKt1yI/TtU3mBLPDyI/AAAAAAAABq4/zLoUZp0pEWg/s320/IMG_6007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pink family with Kaklong. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iqZljfEiY20/TtU2I1KJrGI/AAAAAAAABqY/UUYEtbejc6Y/s1600/IMG_5972.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iqZljfEiY20/TtU2I1KJrGI/AAAAAAAABqY/UUYEtbejc6Y/s320/IMG_5972.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Focus on Eyra's hijab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkvbGQbtLr8/TtU10m-ggQI/AAAAAAAABqQ/FYUQRf0zYGI/s1600/IMG_5968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkvbGQbtLr8/TtU10m-ggQI/AAAAAAAABqQ/FYUQRf0zYGI/s320/IMG_5968.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zoom in !!! Hahaha. Sorry Eyra ! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2lOqhdKBBw/TtUzEY1Jd8I/AAAAAAAABpI/_F519Jyi26s/s1600/DSC_0457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t2lOqhdKBBw/TtUzEY1Jd8I/AAAAAAAABpI/_F519Jyi26s/s320/DSC_0457.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And...finally ! Us with Shifana and Arissa. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpoWqr1rEaE/TtUzX2EOiVI/AAAAAAAABpQ/V-6tMSdYq0w/s1600/DSC_0458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jpoWqr1rEaE/TtUzX2EOiVI/AAAAAAAABpQ/V-6tMSdYq0w/s320/DSC_0458.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just being so excited. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3qbgnwkuEk0/TtU1iaArHbI/AAAAAAAABqI/FU32PcOssXA/s1600/IMG_5959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3qbgnwkuEk0/TtU1iaArHbI/AAAAAAAABqI/FU32PcOssXA/s320/IMG_5959.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the &lt;i&gt;Kepochis&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTSDhHl0YBY/TtUzpartRjI/AAAAAAAABpY/DHyd1548MDM/s1600/DSC_0501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CTSDhHl0YBY/TtUzpartRjI/AAAAAAAABpY/DHyd1548MDM/s320/DSC_0501.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Right before I went home. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--iWo3N5-6xk/TtU24iToWgI/AAAAAAAABqo/taJSzNfCN98/s1600/IMG_5994.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--iWo3N5-6xk/TtU24iToWgI/AAAAAAAABqo/taJSzNfCN98/s320/IMG_5994.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Their cake; AbangLang 8/11, AbangNgah 11/11 and Zarifah 19/11. Happy birthday November babies ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkXgB2CemVM/TtU3NsUjirI/AAAAAAAABqw/tfrnudd8fq0/s1600/IMG_5999.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tkXgB2CemVM/TtU3NsUjirI/AAAAAAAABqw/tfrnudd8fq0/s320/IMG_5999.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what so funny that makes me laugh like that. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwyFGbmKd9E/TtU4DcQVX1I/AAAAAAAABrA/F1-eIY2WaAE/s1600/IMG_6019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwyFGbmKd9E/TtU4DcQVX1I/AAAAAAAABrA/F1-eIY2WaAE/s320/IMG_6019.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left; AbangNgah, Zarifah and AbangLang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ca and I went back home earlier than the others. I didn't manage to meet FaThirah as she arrived late. Really late. Haha. =.= Whatever it is, I'm having so much fun that evening with all of them. Love you guys with all my heart. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: Alhamdulillah. Thank you Allah for this precious gift; my awesome friends. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6439596923539712873?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6439596923539712873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6439596923539712873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6439596923539712873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6439596923539712873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-friend-knows-all-your-best-stories.html' title='A good friend knows all your best stories...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rz8XYfOLtkc/TtUz-_qeF4I/AAAAAAAABpg/yTXgyuD5toE/s72-c/IMG_5915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-2141133674884859437</id><published>2011-11-30T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T03:03:03.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem etc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie.'/><title type='text'>Appreciate everything you have, be thankful...</title><content type='html'>...zindagi na milegi dobara. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. It's already the last day of November 2011. So fast and I didn't realize that I have been unemployed for almost 6 months already. Hoho. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted to talk about this Hindi movie, &lt;i&gt;Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(ZNMD) or in English it means You Don't Get a Life Second Time (credit: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zindagi_Na_Milegi_Dobara" target="_blank"&gt;wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;). Since we got a year of free Astro Box Office (ABO) channel. Why don't we utilize it to the max. LOL. I've watched the movie several times and yes, I have fall in love with this movie, the poems and the storyline Just like three idiots, this movie also revolves about friendship. 8.0/10 votes in IMDB. You tell me whether the movie is great or not. :) Oh sorry, you're not going to find any synopsis here in my blog. I'm sucks in summarizing the plot. Haha. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stated earlier, I love the poems. There's 4 poems in this movie made by Javed Akhtar, the father of Farhan Akhtar (acting as Imraan in ZNMD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the poems (translated version);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Poem #1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;There is a matter that has almost come to my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;This is evident in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Sometimes from you, sometimes from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;They ask for words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;To take their shape and come to my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;And to be embraced by my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;But this matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Is a feeling…only a feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Floating in air like fragrance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Fragrance becomes its voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;That you know of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;That i know of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;It’s not hidden from the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Don’t know what kind of secret is this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Poem #2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Every time the cloud of pain loomed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;A tear filled my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;When this lonely heart was scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I told my heart ‘Why do you cry for such reason? This happens everywhere in this world’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;These dark lonely times, time has distributed them to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Some sadness is part of everyone’s story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Some sunshine is a part of everyone’s life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Your eyes are damp for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Every second is a new season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Why do you waste your time over such matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Why do you cry I asked my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Poem #3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;he moment flows by like molten sapphire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Deep Blue silences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;No Earth below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;No Sky above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;The rustling branches and leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Saying that only you are here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Only me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;My breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;My heartbeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Such Depth like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Such Loneliness like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;And me only me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;I now believe I exist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Poem #4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If you carry impatience in your heart then you are alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If you carry dreams in your eyes then you are alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Learn to live like the free waves of wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Learn to flow like the sea does as waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Receive every moment in life with open arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Every moment is a new beginning seeing with your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If you carry surprise in your eyes then you are alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;If you carry impatience in your heart then you are alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: helvetica, arial, verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bollyspice.com/24944/imraans-shaaryiipoetry-from-zindagi-na-milegi-dobara" target="_blank"&gt;Bolly Spice&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- click on Bolly Spice to see the Hindi version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last poem is my favourite in this movie. Where it is recited while Arjun, Kabir and Imraan taking part in the bull run. And for me the last poem is meaningful, really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soundtrack of this movie also not bad and I love the last one played; Sooraj Ki Baahon Mein, catchy ! Also made by Javed Akhtar if I'm not mistaken. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: three drafts already and now I'm posting a new entry. And it's about Hindi movie ? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-2141133674884859437?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/2141133674884859437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=2141133674884859437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/2141133674884859437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/2141133674884859437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/appreciate-everything-you-have-be.html' title='Appreciate everything you have, be thankful...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5839212078702601556</id><published>2011-11-28T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T03:03:42.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding.'/><title type='text'>Why bother to date me now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...we got plenty much time to date when we're married. - @nadiaizzah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It takes me a week plus for me to update about my 20.11.2011. I got 3 invitations to attend on that day but I only went 2 of them -- an engagement of my close friend in Asasi and a wedding reception of my friend's sister a.k.a my brother's classmate when he is in form 5. Hehe. I'm sorry Hannah for not attending your big day. Huhu. I just don't feel I can make it to all three. So I choose where I can easily go (without jammed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even if I don't have many pictures taken using my D5000 but I still wanna let pictures do the talking. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5-P8Jecv7o/TtOWomQW5JI/AAAAAAAABnQ/4J9YUYitI6Y/s1600/DSC_0052+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5-P8Jecv7o/TtOWomQW5JI/AAAAAAAABnQ/4J9YUYitI6Y/s320/DSC_0052+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me - Mell - Umie. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzkF5oVQpPI/TtOW4pQRQ4I/AAAAAAAABnY/mHkcaoNfgHE/s1600/DSC_0057+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzkF5oVQpPI/TtOW4pQRQ4I/AAAAAAAABnY/mHkcaoNfgHE/s320/DSC_0057+copy.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EsLHKheD0aA/TtOXJP8tgGI/AAAAAAAABng/a4h-Rh22vSg/s1600/DSC_0066+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EsLHKheD0aA/TtOXJP8tgGI/AAAAAAAABng/a4h-Rh22vSg/s320/DSC_0066+copy.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nervous !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0nHHncvsB2w/TtOXcuh86jI/AAAAAAAABno/KaWnvoQRpS0/s1600/DSC_0078+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0nHHncvsB2w/TtOXcuh86jI/AAAAAAAABno/KaWnvoQRpS0/s320/DSC_0078+copy.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wawa - Mell - what'shername.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EbXeY57icRM/TtOXudFsVbI/AAAAAAAABnw/RwCrwP_40xo/s1600/DSC_0080+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EbXeY57icRM/TtOXudFsVbI/AAAAAAAABnw/RwCrwP_40xo/s320/DSC_0080+copy.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kema - Yaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zflm_tzQQno/TtOX_x8aefI/AAAAAAAABn4/b3ytX4VwnUg/s1600/DSC_0084+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zflm_tzQQno/TtOX_x8aefI/AAAAAAAABn4/b3ytX4VwnUg/s320/DSC_0084+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naz - Mell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kVAZgFYWA-I/TtOYRgHjY1I/AAAAAAAABoA/3Ce4iKBabfY/s1600/DSC_0086+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kVAZgFYWA-I/TtOYRgHjY1I/AAAAAAAABoA/3Ce4iKBabfY/s320/DSC_0086+copy.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrD9Gg3GduA/TtOYgFMAuLI/AAAAAAAABoI/pKuJs1Qc6Kw/s1600/DSC_0097+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrD9Gg3GduA/TtOYgFMAuLI/AAAAAAAABoI/pKuJs1Qc6Kw/s320/DSC_0097+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;i&gt;hantaran&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MF-keC6Y5YA/TtOYxzP5Z3I/AAAAAAAABoQ/kiztOPjHcWM/s1600/DSC_0101+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MF-keC6Y5YA/TtOYxzP5Z3I/AAAAAAAABoQ/kiztOPjHcWM/s320/DSC_0101+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mell's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvbu2Om4t3M/TtOZFj1r3zI/AAAAAAAABoY/_Xqrk503TNc/s1600/DSC_0104+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rvbu2Om4t3M/TtOZFj1r3zI/AAAAAAAABoY/_Xqrk503TNc/s320/DSC_0104+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Asasians who came + Merce, Umie's boyfie + Loco (not in the picture).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iysXtWz1FGY/TtOZX9JqwpI/AAAAAAAABog/_6NSNBDOjds/s1600/DSC_0109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iysXtWz1FGY/TtOZX9JqwpI/AAAAAAAABog/_6NSNBDOjds/s320/DSC_0109.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6hGQJwyuyQ/TtOZrYkMTDI/AAAAAAAABoo/gETf7S2b_Ao/s1600/DSC_0114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6hGQJwyuyQ/TtOZrYkMTDI/AAAAAAAABoo/gETf7S2b_Ao/s320/DSC_0114.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtqARuy8ejY/TtOZ-LVnHVI/AAAAAAAABow/wuP2f-Vidw8/s1600/DSC_0115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TtqARuy8ejY/TtOZ-LVnHVI/AAAAAAAABow/wuP2f-Vidw8/s320/DSC_0115.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Mell, congratulations on your engagement with Afiq. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully it will last forever. Amin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Get married fast. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*******************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The main purpose I went to the reception was to meet Ninie ! If I'm not mistaken, we last met on 2009. How time flies so fast. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-radgcMvTd_A/TtOaRXqWbqI/AAAAAAAABo4/aSM2jmXNU10/s1600/DSC_0120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-radgcMvTd_A/TtOaRXqWbqI/AAAAAAAABo4/aSM2jmXNU10/s320/DSC_0120.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The newly-wed --&amp;nbsp;Kak Widad and A.Firdaus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I asked Ca to stand beside the bride to take her bless. So next year, hopefully it will be Ca's. Hahahahaha ! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shsAs9Afv7g/TtOavHpdAiI/AAAAAAAABpA/tkH7hx2ZBks/s1600/DSC_0121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shsAs9Afv7g/TtOavHpdAiI/AAAAAAAABpA/tkH7hx2ZBks/s320/DSC_0121.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ca - Ninie - Me ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Kak Widad ! :) Ohh, she still remember me after almost 5-6 years we didn't meet. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: end of the year, there will be so many wedding to be attend !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5839212078702601556?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5839212078702601556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5839212078702601556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5839212078702601556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5839212078702601556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-bother-to-date-me-now.html' title='Why bother to date me now...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m5-P8Jecv7o/TtOWomQW5JI/AAAAAAAABnQ/4J9YUYitI6Y/s72-c/DSC_0052+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7639219711155686753</id><published>2011-11-20T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T02:18:41.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The friends can connect in a mysterious way...</title><content type='html'>...even without speaking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things in one short entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Job fair.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unemployed and seriously I am not happy with it. Until at one point I feel like giving up, but hell no, no time to think about giving up ! So, last Friday I went to BNYouth Job Fair at PWTC. Of 21 resumes printed out, I only deposit 7 of them there. It's not that I am choosy but most of the job offered doesn't related with my qualification. Sad but true, sometimes I feel regret taking a course that doesn't develop well in Malaysia. :/ But I love International Relations. Really do. It just that we, the students, the graduates, doesn't really needed in the industry, specifically, in private sector. Hmm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Birthday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saengil Chukhahamnida, saengil chukhahamnida, saranghaneun Zarifah, saengil chukhahamnida !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd birthday my dear friend, Zarifah on 19/11/11. Having a chance to call her at 0000 hours and need to compete with Abe. Forgot that she already has someone that will always try to be her first. LOL. So, I am late for few seconds from Abe. Next year I'm going to beat you no matter what. Hahaha ! Happy that she's happy. Love her for every her. May Allah bless you always, love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzK2pDGuVyg/TsfyfPGwvtI/AAAAAAAABnE/1qIVYsHEX_M/s1600/d+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzK2pDGuVyg/TsfyfPGwvtI/AAAAAAAABnE/1qIVYsHEX_M/s320/d+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;p/s: stop complaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7639219711155686753?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7639219711155686753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7639219711155686753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7639219711155686753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7639219711155686753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/friends-can-connect-in-mysterious-way.html' title='The friends can connect in a mysterious way...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tzK2pDGuVyg/TsfyfPGwvtI/AAAAAAAABnE/1qIVYsHEX_M/s72-c/d+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-815304672402039556</id><published>2011-11-16T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T13:42:32.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H-vSZ6TvN64/TsKk58AqW5I/AAAAAAAABm8/-ntYi6xFfYg/s1600/P7262800.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H-vSZ6TvN64/TsKk58AqW5I/AAAAAAAABm8/-ntYi6xFfYg/s640/P7262800.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: My first time with wordless. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-815304672402039556?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/815304672402039556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=815304672402039556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/815304672402039556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/815304672402039556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday #1'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H-vSZ6TvN64/TsKk58AqW5I/AAAAAAAABm8/-ntYi6xFfYg/s72-c/P7262800.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-3185771108143871614</id><published>2011-11-15T03:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T04:08:48.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have stop chasing...</title><content type='html'>...I just want it to come naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to sleep and suddenly this two conversations crossed my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;#1: Skype-ing with my friend. A boy.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When will you get married ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I don't have anyone to be marry with now. Can you please find and give me one ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hmm. I don't know who but as I know, I have one."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Who ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Me. But..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But...?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"But I don't want to give it to you. I want to give it to someone else."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I feel rejected. Hahaha ! No &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;. No hard feelings. At all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;#2: A conversation between me and sis.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sis, when will you go for diet ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Haha. Why so sudden ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I asked my junior when will he tackle you ? Then he said that he wait for you to be thin first."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Haha. That's mean ! Okay, cancel ! I don't want him anymore."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again. No hard feelings. She makes me realize that I am getting bigger each days at home. Oh no ! T____T I can't stop eating. Food is everywhere. Help meee ! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;i&gt;Cinta dalam Hati &lt;/i&gt;by &lt;i&gt;Ungu&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-3185771108143871614?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/3185771108143871614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=3185771108143871614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3185771108143871614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3185771108143871614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-stop-chasing.html' title='I have stop chasing...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-3651563431098163942</id><published>2011-11-12T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T19:14:23.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We plan and we hope we can make it...</title><content type='html'>...&lt;b&gt;but at the same time we also have to admit that we can only plan but Allah who determines all&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People all around the world are keep talking about yesterday's date; 11/11/11. A date that will occur only a time in 1000 years. And so, they are trying to make that date is fill with something big for them. Enough said, marriage (congrats for all the brides out there). :) Well, that date doesn't bring me any interest anyway. Everyday got their own story. Everyday bring us memories, whether the good one or the bad one, they are all will be remembered. Even the bad one we also keep that date in our mind isn't it ? So for me, 11/11/11 -- no big deal ! :)&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been few weeks since my last meeting them, the apple of my eyes, Epa and Thirah. So, we've planned to meet on last Thursday. It is actually to bring Thirah to Ikea. To eat meatballs or Daim cake, I'm not sure, for her birthday treat. I already forgot my conversation with Epa last week on GTalk. haha. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are actually planning to have our breakfast first at McDonald's that day. I am longing to have our breakfast together there and it's been quite some time since my last eating McD. Hmm. &lt;b&gt;But we have to admit that we can only plan but Allah who determines all&lt;/b&gt;. :) Me and Epa both woke up late and only by 1040am I arrived at her house. So, no McD for us that day. It's okay then -- breakfast at Epa's, eating &lt;i&gt;ketupat &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;i&gt;rendang&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. Much better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with breakfast, we're all so excited to go to The Curve and Ikea. So, off we go with Kembara. Again. &lt;b&gt;We have to admit that we can only plan but Allah who determines all&lt;/b&gt;. :) Kembara suddenly act oddly right after Epa paid the DUKE toll ! Haha. RM2, burnt ! Without thinking any better, Epa's trying to drive back to her house to change the car and we made it, BUT ONLY until the Greenwood's traffic light. The car finally stopped "breathing". Haha. We almost there, only few&amp;nbsp;meters&amp;nbsp;away from her home. We stuck there for almost an hour + u-turning back to Gombak from the toll added us an hour. Haha. Two hours okay, we need to handling it. What a day ! Thank you Uncle Zainal for coming and also &lt;i&gt;jodoh&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thirah for helping us that day ! :D Change the car and off we go again to The Curve. Alhamdulillah, everything went smoothly after that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9oX5XYMdlgM/Tr7DEQRfdBI/AAAAAAAABl8/X-hqcJmbb6A/s1600/IMG_2105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9oX5XYMdlgM/Tr7DEQRfdBI/AAAAAAAABl8/X-hqcJmbb6A/s320/IMG_2105.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Epa, "&lt;i&gt;Kembara marah kau sebenarnya ni Naa, kau lah tanya aku tadi nak naik kereta mana satu. Kan Kembara dah merajuk.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahahaha. Sorry Kembara, I didn't mean to. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6luvkGeDD6M/Tr-XDKf4XMI/AAAAAAAABmE/yqgMKcyOQlI/s1600/IMG_2111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6luvkGeDD6M/Tr-XDKf4XMI/AAAAAAAABmE/yqgMKcyOQlI/s320/IMG_2111.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Jenal. I only got 1/8 of you in this picture. Haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HbEvvbON8p0/Tr-XHlpoSII/AAAAAAAABmM/m0nxtfnn0Aw/s1600/IMG_2120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HbEvvbON8p0/Tr-XHlpoSII/AAAAAAAABmM/m0nxtfnn0Aw/s320/IMG_2120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3 hours Karaoke session at RedBox The Curve. Weehoo ! (student promo okay ! Miahaha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Less picture, karaoke more. Hahaha. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjyHSZAF4Nk/Tr-XPTTnpuI/AAAAAAAABmU/Phmm5RuID2o/s1600/IMG_2122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vjyHSZAF4Nk/Tr-XPTTnpuI/AAAAAAAABmU/Phmm5RuID2o/s320/IMG_2122.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eating session at Ikea. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A2ulwKZFim4/Tr-XVzHrp9I/AAAAAAAABmc/4SJ2OEdXiFA/s1600/IMG_2127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A2ulwKZFim4/Tr-XVzHrp9I/AAAAAAAABmc/4SJ2OEdXiFA/s320/IMG_2127.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy belated birthday to youuuuuuu Bonbon ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wo0hSSiGsAc/Tr-XcnSmNDI/AAAAAAAABmk/SmWo84SqMO0/s1600/IMG_2133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wo0hSSiGsAc/Tr-XcnSmNDI/AAAAAAAABmk/SmWo84SqMO0/s320/IMG_2133.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2 chicken wings left -- bring back home ! Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xFrx_PRTvI/Tr-Xkrf86SI/AAAAAAAABms/Z9hvdujFh6w/s1600/IMG_2145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xFrx_PRTvI/Tr-Xkrf86SI/AAAAAAAABms/Z9hvdujFh6w/s320/IMG_2145.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Epa's "playing" with her Sharpie. Haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J3W_23A1Z6Q/Tr-XrcqxeHI/AAAAAAAABm0/feDSU4rLTU0/s1600/IMG_2157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J3W_23A1Z6Q/Tr-XrcqxeHI/AAAAAAAABm0/feDSU4rLTU0/s320/IMG_2157.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Focus on Thirah's sketch made by Epa in the middle of the page. Hahaha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks you both for a great day to be remember. For a good laugh. For a good sweat. Wahahahaha. Love you ladies to bits ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;To Abe from your sister (represent sister-in-law).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Abe weyhhhh. Kak ipa ghindu doh ke mu Be ! Ye dok bau okok mu kat tange ye. Sudoh la nok wat guano ni Be weyhhhh. Berat la gini.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hahahaha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;p/s: 3 years and hopefully until the end of time. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-3651563431098163942?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/3651563431098163942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=3651563431098163942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3651563431098163942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3651563431098163942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/we-plan-and-we-hope-we-can-make-it.html' title='We plan and we hope we can make it...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9oX5XYMdlgM/Tr7DEQRfdBI/AAAAAAAABl8/X-hqcJmbb6A/s72-c/IMG_2105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5657229916448431849</id><published>2011-11-05T04:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T04:54:47.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you are in a good condition...</title><content type='html'>...please don't forget Him because He's the One who gave you that. Be ashamed if you left Him behind and just trying to talk to Him only when you are down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for that sad face. I just being emotional tonight for something I shouldn't care from the very beginning. I admit that I need a break from all of this. Well hey, I really hope that someone should care for the sensitivity that will arise from his/her statement.  But for sure that someone has its right to tell anything at his/her page. So, shut up Ainaa. You're getting too much. My eyes burst in tears for a minute. Regret that I'm not strong enough to prevent it from falling. Looking at myself, what have I done to myself ? I let the gloominess conquered my mind and soul. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today, me, Ainaa Amira Khairsu, has promised to;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - not ever thinking/searching or ever looking at a glance at/of that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - talk and write in my blog about that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - avoid to pass by that person house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 - Istighfar whenever that person cross my mind and trying hard to change that view to something better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 - Istighfar, istighfar and istighfar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd promised before not to write about that person here and I have officially break that promise months after the promise made. But today, I am dauntless with it. InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ya Allah, the most Beneficent and the most Merciful, please give me strength, Ya Allah. And please show me that this is the right decision for me, and the right path I have chose. I'm begging you, Ya Allah, please keep me safe from things that makes me far from you. And please preserve me from things you hate. Amin ya rabbal alamin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: sacrifice for this becoming Qurban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5657229916448431849?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5657229916448431849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5657229916448431849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5657229916448431849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5657229916448431849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-you-are-in-good-condition.html' title='When you are in a good condition...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4035151594439343299</id><published>2011-11-03T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T04:50:52.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't stop dreaming...</title><content type='html'>...because sometimes it gives you strength to face the reality. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I can get a job at least before 2011 ended. Please let me get my first job when I am still 21 ? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;No, no. I'm just too desperate to get a job. Zzzzz~ I can feel the heat. I can feel the pressure. Yes, the pressure is getting higher and higher each days. Who says being unemployed is exciting ? enjoyable ? delightful ?&amp;nbsp; Okay. They are all got the same meaning. Hmm. Please don't say that I'm not looking for them. I'm hunting for them everyday. *cries* I seriously need a job. I need money. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have listed the things I'm going to do with my salary. My own money. When can I get that opportunity ? Hmm. Stop questioning, Ainaa. You already know that the time will come to you at any time. Just be patient. Allah won't give us obstacles if we can not going through it. :)&lt;br /&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends said that I am too "expensive". Expensive in terms of to get close with a guy. Hoho. Nothing much I can say, just nodded my head for that. Sad but true, I put a distance with man since 3 years ago. I have easily gave my heart to them who don't know how to appreciate it and now it has become a nightmare to me. I actually wanted to share an article about this. But I can't recall who's sharing it on my Facebook, so I didn't found that article. Huhu. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm starting to love November. A good start for me though. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4035151594439343299?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4035151594439343299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4035151594439343299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4035151594439343299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4035151594439343299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-stop-dreaming.html' title='Don&apos;t stop dreaming...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-8658042518245730109</id><published>2011-11-03T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T04:56:50.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's expect...</title><content type='html'>...the unexpected, they said. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**this is an appreciation entry for 6ixth Sense band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands suddenly getting cold. My face getting warmer and I can feel that it turns red. (put aside the job hunting session for a while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at my blog stats when I realized that my 6ixth Sense's blogpost last March pageviews jump from 9 views to 42 views in only one night. At first I just ignore it. When I start mumbling about it in my Twitter, suddenly this idea crossed my mind - to check out if there is any of 6ixth Sense's fan posted the entry link somewhere. So, without hesitation, I google-d "6ixth Sense Fan Club" something like that. I didn't search for "6ixth Sense" on its own because I just don't think that it makes sense if they are the one who doing it. I know you will feel the same way too isn't it ? Usually the fans will found out it first and tell the others. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While searching for it, I saw the 6ixth Sense Facebook Fan page , I just click on them just to check out their latest activity. BUT guess what have I found; they posted my link on their Facebook ! Whoaaaa ! I was shocked, real shocked. And excited ! Haha. This is just too AWEEEEESOME ! Seriously I'm speechless. Have been in love with them, their songs in such a long time and now they makes me fall in love again and again and again with them. Faint ! Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wa7YIf8cH5E/TrGEoOOurSI/AAAAAAAABlU/iW2KQ0aXLUg/s1600/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wa7YIf8cH5E/TrGEoOOurSI/AAAAAAAABlU/iW2KQ0aXLUg/s400/Untitled.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear 6ixth Sense,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How I hope you are all reading this. Hehe. *praying*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As your fan, (sort of die-hard-fan) I feel honoured when you posted the link in your Facebook page. Well, what else can a fan hope from their favourite band if not the appreciations from them. Thank you so much for that. Thank you, thank you and thank you. I am really much appreciated it ! :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, I know that the trees won't sway if there is no wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks to those who involved directly or indirectly in sharing/found that blog entry&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanks those who stopped by at my blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-8658042518245730109?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/8658042518245730109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=8658042518245730109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8658042518245730109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8658042518245730109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/lets-expect.html' title='Let&apos;s expect...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wa7YIf8cH5E/TrGEoOOurSI/AAAAAAAABlU/iW2KQ0aXLUg/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4282822037956327339</id><published>2011-11-01T04:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T04:06:01.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me wanna say...</title><content type='html'>...I do I do I do do do do do do do. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While typing to this entry, I am also at the same time YM-ing with my bff. Talking about marriage and all. We are all big enough to talk about it already isn't it ? Oh well, I am just so excited to talk about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were little, we used to collect the &lt;i&gt;Kad Raya&lt;/i&gt;, but now ? I am busy collecting my friends wedding invitations card. Come on ladies, who else wanna get married, please send me your invitation card. Miahaha. Desperado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to this 20.11.2011 for one of my close friend's engagement. Feel like only yesterday we met, she with another man that time. And now she's getting engage with someone else. They said, to meet the right one, we are going to meet some other (wrong) people first. Haha. :) And also on the same day, I have a wedding reception to attend. To attend or not to attend. I wish I am attending both. InsyaAllah if there's no obstacle. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's few of my friends wedding that I've missed since they are all quite far from my home. Johor and all. I hope I can make it for this becoming wedding reception and engagement since both are in Selangor ! Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: and also looking forward for my cousin's wedding this December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4282822037956327339?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4282822037956327339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4282822037956327339&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4282822037956327339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4282822037956327339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/11/you-make-me-wanna-say.html' title='You make me wanna say...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-3286847355147115143</id><published>2011-10-30T02:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:12:11.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd rather be anything...</title><content type='html'>...but ordinary please. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is approaching. How time flies so fast. October is about to end already. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skype with one of my closest friend just now. Almost cry when we talked about someone-you-know-who. I repeat. ALMOST and not already did. I found that there's no reason for me to cry anymore. There's nothing about him for me to think or care. Seriously, I don't.  But the heart never lies. I do miss him sometimes. Err. Not really miss him I think. Maybe I just miss to be loved by someone I wish to spend my lifetime with ? Haha. Nahhh ! Why should I care now ? &lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still job hunting until now. Not everyone being so lucky to get a job right after they graduate. I'm not going to sigh or ever giving up. Go go Ainaa ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Watched Paranormal Activity back to back and now I already understand the storyline. Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-3286847355147115143?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/3286847355147115143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=3286847355147115143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3286847355147115143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3286847355147115143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-rather-be-anything.html' title='I&apos;d rather be anything...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Bandar Baru Selayang Bandar Baru Selayang</georss:featurename><georss:point>3.26717 101.670521</georss:point></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1473730047646585855</id><published>2011-10-28T03:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T03:53:27.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eat that poisonous apple...</title><content type='html'>...so that the prince will come after you and give you a kiss to wake you up. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we grow bigger, we've put so many things aside. Where things we usually do, we love to do, we doesn't even care now. But once we try to do that things, now, we had so much fun. Longing to be a kid once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not many knows that I actually used to live in Wangsa Maju before. But only until I was 6 that is when my mom gave birth to my baby sister then we moved to Selayang. The family's getting bigger, so, we need a bigger space, right ? Hehe. :) We live at Section One Wangsa Maju, near to Alpha Angle a.k.a Jaya Jusco (JJ), that famous shopping mall in 1990s. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little (3 or 4 y.o), I always asked my mum to go to JJ. Why ? Because it got a huge Snow White's musical clock. Plus, it only took us about 5 minutes walk from home. Raise your hands up if you remember that Snow White ! Haha. :p Whenever I asked mum to go there, mum will said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, &lt;i&gt;kalau nak pergi Jaya 'IDO' (Tidur), kita tidur dulu ya."&lt;/i&gt; OR,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Jom pergi Jaya 'IPU' (Tipu), tapi adik kena tidur dulu la.&lt;/i&gt;" OR,&lt;br /&gt;any Jaya that make sense to me. Hahaha ! #epic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how Mama persuade me to sleep and trying to makes me forget about JJ (for a while). I was so addicted to that musical clock. Seriously I am ! Miahahaha. Each and every minutes I will ask mum to watch that musical clock. The Snow White and Seven Dwarfs will come out at every one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1C0zSgU2nlg/TqmyIIEkBTI/AAAAAAAABlM/PQ3GR3EijS8/s1600/juscocopymt2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1C0zSgU2nlg/TqmyIIEkBTI/AAAAAAAABlM/PQ3GR3EijS8/s320/juscocopymt2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I google-d about that clock and finally got this picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Credit to the owner of "&lt;a href="http://kaiserslayz.wordpress.com/2008/12/27/memori-jam-dinding-muzikal/"&gt;eimhafluz&lt;/a&gt;" blog. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nevertheless, there's no more musical clock in Alpha Angle now. How sad. That is just so nostalgic. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I actually wanted to tell you some other stories, don't know why suddenly I came out with this Snow White thingy. haha. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/s: I don't have many friends when I was little. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1473730047646585855?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1473730047646585855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1473730047646585855&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1473730047646585855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1473730047646585855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/10/eat-that-poisonous-apple.html' title='Eat that poisonous apple...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1C0zSgU2nlg/TqmyIIEkBTI/AAAAAAAABlM/PQ3GR3EijS8/s72-c/juscocopymt2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6768868328755316610</id><published>2011-10-25T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T23:48:32.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can count on you...</title><content type='html'>...like four three two, you'll be there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been few days since my voice being sick. Bad sore throat is bad. I got fever for two days and got real bad cough for a week already. The weather's quite challenging these days. Sometimes it extremely hot and sometimes it rains heavily. No wonder so many people fall sick this few weeks. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, a real bad cough doesn't affect the plans that we have made before. We finally spend three days in Ipoh. When I said "we", it refers to me, FaThirah and Zarifah anyway. Hee. :) We already&amp;nbsp; planned a long long time ago since we're in UKM to spend our time someday in Ipoh, specifically, Lost World of Tambun. And finally we made it ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost World of Tambun starts to open on 11am and by 11am we already arrived there. Excited, YES ! :D Haha ! Counting hours people, it close at 6pm, and only by 6pm we went out from the waterpark. Haha. We can barely see the sun, but my skin surprisingly burned ! T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K0nmUKpkgDU/TqXIXHX784I/AAAAAAAABj0/QR3CAHblEYQ/s1600/311049_2463570036247_1462124985_32709892_414326618_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K0nmUKpkgDU/TqXIXHX784I/AAAAAAAABj0/QR3CAHblEYQ/s320/311049_2463570036247_1462124985_32709892_414326618_n.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you actually see the stripes ? Nice one ehhhh Tambun&amp;nbsp; ? T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got few pictures in Tambun but I don't know where did I put it. Haha. Back from Lost World, had a precious nap and our dinner, then we off to Kinta City to watch Real Steel with Palie. Eh, have I told you yet (in my blog ?) that my Abe now is Zarifah boyfie. Weeheee ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;**Real Steel superbly worth watching. Dakota Goyo's smile caught my attention ! Haha ! And Hugh Jackman ? You're aweeeeesome like always ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before we went back to KL, we stopped by at Kellie's Castle. Finally after years I just passed it by, I managed to enter it ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8p7Dits154/TqbSYprj9JI/AAAAAAAABj8/edFGWAdIpCE/s1600/DSC_0932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--8p7Dits154/TqbSYprj9JI/AAAAAAAABj8/edFGWAdIpCE/s320/DSC_0932.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zj3YGpgB1Y/TqbSjPeYjCI/AAAAAAAABkE/F0WdpIRWsfc/s1600/DSC_0933.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zj3YGpgB1Y/TqbSjPeYjCI/AAAAAAAABkE/F0WdpIRWsfc/s320/DSC_0933.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kellie's Castle from the front. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c22tsePIQXI/TqbSuJfSfsI/AAAAAAAABkM/-okhKPsTe9s/s1600/DSC_0939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c22tsePIQXI/TqbSuJfSfsI/AAAAAAAABkM/-okhKPsTe9s/s320/DSC_0939.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;There's two couples taking their wedding photo here in Kellie's. This is one of them. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H-HCQjci7dA/TqbS4z-D3kI/AAAAAAAABkU/eMNhCkYpmiA/s1600/DSC_0954.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H-HCQjci7dA/TqbS4z-D3kI/AAAAAAAABkU/eMNhCkYpmiA/s320/DSC_0954.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just adore this picture. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isP7womBjcs/TqbTDKKd9zI/AAAAAAAABkk/OROaCc2UujY/s1600/IMG_4440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isP7womBjcs/TqbTDKKd9zI/AAAAAAAABkk/OROaCc2UujY/s320/IMG_4440.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The three of us. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s28hBuIA4kY/TqbTM3oRqaI/AAAAAAAABks/wIsxE_ytp8k/s1600/IMG_4465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s28hBuIA4kY/TqbTM3oRqaI/AAAAAAAABks/wIsxE_ytp8k/s320/IMG_4465.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We. Again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkVTGD7oC0Q/TqbTYeIohZI/AAAAAAAABk0/50i8WSZIv74/s1600/IMG_4491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NkVTGD7oC0Q/TqbTYeIohZI/AAAAAAAABk0/50i8WSZIv74/s320/IMG_4491.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Capturing FaThirah's photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5KIGuzT2sZM/TqbTj39BSfI/AAAAAAAABk8/qUxtgFXuM8E/s1600/IMG_4511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5KIGuzT2sZM/TqbTj39BSfI/AAAAAAAABk8/qUxtgFXuM8E/s320/IMG_4511.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Them ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qowfbK0zkdo/TqbS8RaE2xI/AAAAAAAABkc/S-T5PDmH1QY/s1600/DSC_1004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well actually, once we enter Kellie's, we saw KRU production is there too. So I asked Epa,&lt;b&gt; "Ehhh.&amp;nbsp; KRU Production is here ! Is Yusry here too ?"&lt;/b&gt; (imagining Lisa and Yusry all of a sudden). Haha. Without knowing that Allah already set that we are going to meet him there, that day. :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Epa's taking my picture at that time when she told me,"Ainaa, Yusry !" And me, "Yusry...for real ?!" Seriously I thought she lied to me. But well she's not ! There he goes, climbed up the stairs, passed us by. Wohohoho. Speechless ! We are actually wanted to get some photos with him. T___T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qowfbK0zkdo/TqbS8RaE2xI/AAAAAAAABkc/S-T5PDmH1QY/s1600/DSC_1004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qowfbK0zkdo/TqbS8RaE2xI/AAAAAAAABkc/S-T5PDmH1QY/s320/DSC_1004.jpg" width="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can you see someone with the orange shirt. That's Yusry by the way. Haha. -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGwPFGiHDq4/TqbTwwHxxQI/AAAAAAAABlE/RA3lk_PRJfw/s1600/IMG_4513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGwPFGiHDq4/TqbTwwHxxQI/AAAAAAAABlE/RA3lk_PRJfw/s320/IMG_4513.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Shhhh ! It's Vikingdom's thingy (behind the scene). :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Credit to Zarifah for this picture.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Three days and actually it will never enough for us. We need more but due to the "house's rules" that I have to obey, we just stick to the plan. Thanks for understanding you both ! And thanks also for the three days of laughs (and cries). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm going to watch Vikingdom once it release. Haha !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6768868328755316610?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6768868328755316610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6768868328755316610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6768868328755316610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6768868328755316610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-can-count-on-you.html' title='I can count on you...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K0nmUKpkgDU/TqXIXHX784I/AAAAAAAABj0/QR3CAHblEYQ/s72-c/311049_2463570036247_1462124985_32709892_414326618_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5521564337532541800</id><published>2011-10-19T05:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T02:06:22.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's only words...</title><content type='html'>...and words are all I have to take your heart away. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Twitter,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we're randomly mumbling, generally speaking to everyone, not even refer to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Twitter, &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I tweet specially for someone I miss, someone I love and somehow about someone I annoyed and mad with. So much love and so much hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Twitter, &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just love to share my feelings there. Sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Twitter,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes what I really am trying to say is totally different with what are the people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Twitter,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, the tweet that I want to refer to someone is being misinterpreted by someone else and they claim that the tweet is for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Twitter,&lt;br /&gt;How big is your role in making people's life miserable besides making their life much happier connecting with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Dear Twitter,&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'm not blaming you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm blaming self for not being concern enough with what will people think with my own words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not done with you yet. I still love you anyway for making my life easier catching what my friends up to now. Thank you (and f you too anyway). XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: those who ever thought my tweets is for you, sometimes you are right but most of the time, you are WRONG !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5521564337532541800?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5521564337532541800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5521564337532541800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5521564337532541800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5521564337532541800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/10/it-only-words.html' title='It&apos;s only words...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1285807290183566892</id><published>2011-10-19T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T03:55:07.074+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love.'/><title type='text'>Tenangkan jiwa...</title><content type='html'>...lupakan segala sengketa, mulakan yang baru. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam semua. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entri kali ni berbahasa Melayu sepenuhnya, insyaAllah. Lama tak berbicara mengenai hati yang kian terabai. Hidup seorang penganggur memang membebankan barangkali. Tidak tenang. Ada sahaja yang dirisaukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah kenapa dua tiga hari ni hati rasa berdebar, hati rasa sunyi, hati rasa tidak menentu. Mungkin sindrom pra-haid. Entah. Saya pun tak mengerti. Malas mahu ambil kisah kiranya tapi kerana kasihnya pada diri sendiri, saya turutkan juga minda untuk melayan sang hati. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironinya bila kita makin cuba hindari sesuatu itu, semakin dekat pula ia hampiri.&lt;br /&gt;Ironinya bila kita mahu mendekati, semakin pula ia menjauhi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk kali yang ketiga, tarikh ini menghantui saya, kali ketiga juga saya menganggapnya satu kekuatan, semakin mengurangkan pengharapan. Betapa hati ini saya jaga untuk tidak mudah jatuh. Takut2 kehilangan lagi. Tidak mampu rasanya untuk hadapi keadaan yang menyakitkan sekali lagi. Masih belum tegar hati ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan masih mencinta, hanya TERhidup di dalam memori lama. Kali pertama rasanya seperti tiada yang mampu mengganti. Kali kedua mula goyah hati ini, tawar semakin dirasai. Di tahun yang ketiga, Alhamdulillah, semakin tiada gelodak di jiwa menanti cinta yang sudah mati tiga tahun lalu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19102008 - 19102011.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat tinggal mimpi ngeri. Selamat datang mimpi indah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: harapan baru. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1285807290183566892?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1285807290183566892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1285807290183566892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1285807290183566892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1285807290183566892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/10/tenangkan-jiwa.html' title='Tenangkan jiwa...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4285186308612132280</id><published>2011-10-12T13:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T12:35:14.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jobs'/><title type='text'>Everything happens for a reason...</title><content type='html'>...just bear in mind that there's something better awaits you outside. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some times since my last post. Got nothing to mumble about. Life's been so plain and boring these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for those who don't know, I've attended a job interview last two weeks for a placement as marketing executive. Alhamdulillah, I passed the interview and got the job. But unfortunately, I didn't accept the job offer. Why ? I got plenty of reasons, but I will only tell you two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) I don't like marketing. Very much.&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in UKM, I never hold the marketing post. Seriously I don't really into it. They said, just give it a try, who knows you'll like it once you're in it. I'd say, I don't want to ruins my first job. I already saw how people don't like their work and how they confront it everyday. I don't want to take any risks about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) first job is important as it will determine your future.&lt;br /&gt;I already watched how work experience become so influential in the jobs you've applied. I don't want to be stuck in the marketing section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I am choosy about my job. It's not that. I only wants the best for my future. Everyone does isn't it ? I just hope I'm going to get a job at least by the end of this year. InsyaAllah, amin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: tambun anyone ? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4285186308612132280?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4285186308612132280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4285186308612132280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4285186308612132280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4285186308612132280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/10/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='Everything happens for a reason...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1218478099776963829</id><published>2011-09-30T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T16:29:33.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ukm.'/><title type='text'>Reminiscing the good times...</title><content type='html'>...is one of the way to make you smile back again when you're down. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 5 days since my convocation day last Sunday. How time flies so fast. Everything still remains fresh in my mind, feels like it's only happened a few hours ago&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;(exaggerating, I know). I'm going to talk about my graduation again in this post. I'm truly sorry if you feel bored but I don't want to ruins my graduation mood which is still alive until today. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a tradition to received flowers on the convocation day. For some people maybe they don't really like it and thought it's just a waste. But not for me of course. I love flowers (but I don't know which flower I like the most. haha). :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mC8zT49FRts/ToSgcMoUvXI/AAAAAAAABjM/Npagcvewqug/s1600/DSC_0901.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mC8zT49FRts/ToSgcMoUvXI/AAAAAAAABjM/Npagcvewqug/s320/DSC_0901.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This bouquet of daisies and roses is from my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously I don't expect much but this is just too awesome !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Mama for the purple monkey wearing the mortar board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(FYI, my mum bought the mortar board and the monkey separately and she sewed the mortar board on the monkey's head.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-59l9ekUCYI4/ToSgnN52JoI/AAAAAAAABjQ/XpI_Wlu4uPU/s1600/DSC_0894.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-59l9ekUCYI4/ToSgnN52JoI/AAAAAAAABjQ/XpI_Wlu4uPU/s320/DSC_0894.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-59l9ekUCYI4/ToSgnN52JoI/AAAAAAAABjQ/XpI_Wlu4uPU/s1600/DSC_0894.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This bouquet of daisies and lilies is from Ayang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's two dolls there, smurf and a tiny teddy bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum said that Abang Asyraf wants the Smurf and Ayang wants the bear, something like that. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-59l9ekUCYI4/ToSgnN52JoI/AAAAAAAABjQ/XpI_Wlu4uPU/s1600/DSC_0894.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RuFb1313pkU/ToWSFxmQehI/AAAAAAAABjk/vT2LaOPFSDE/s1600/DSC_1142.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RuFb1313pkU/ToWSFxmQehI/AAAAAAAABjk/vT2LaOPFSDE/s320/DSC_1142.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This bouquet of roses is from my bestfriend, Caca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love the bear as the colour is white. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the graduation gift, I always prefer something that is long lasting. And as for my dad, he's already choose what will we get when we are officially a degree holder. Promise is a promise, thanks Pa for the graduation gift. I really really appreciate it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JGPbtZlVbo/ToSekgkxpyI/AAAAAAAABjE/veptNS-FOMk/s1600/DSC_0862.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JGPbtZlVbo/ToSekgkxpyI/AAAAAAAABjE/veptNS-FOMk/s320/DSC_0862.JPG" width="320" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I've been waiting for so long. Replacing my 9 years old Seiko 5 watch. Thank you Papa and Mama for this. Seriously I love it ! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess how does the watch looks like. Ngehs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ta-daaaaa !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rcNdQAqOF0/ToWQ1Gv3VtI/AAAAAAAABjY/hvoW6q_dzgA/s1600/DSC_0833.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1rcNdQAqOF0/ToWQ1Gv3VtI/AAAAAAAABjY/hvoW6q_dzgA/s320/DSC_0833.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simple but it looks good, no, no, it is actually great for me. Hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's Tissot Classic Bridgeport everyone ! Weehee. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BZuSv3F8pMo/ToSeZB5FfMI/AAAAAAAABjA/GDQ-ZarUZ50/s1600/DSC_0819.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BZuSv3F8pMo/ToSeZB5FfMI/AAAAAAAABjA/GDQ-ZarUZ50/s320/DSC_0819.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As everyone knows, I'm a fan of CK One Summer's perfume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've started to fall in love with this perfume a few years ago when Papa bought it one for me in 2005. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a limited edition perfume that only came out on summer and got different smell each time it came out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Ayang for this CK One Summer 2011 ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously I love this latest edition smell. Hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfvCaBYse7s/ToWQrjaE0nI/AAAAAAAABjU/AjcflU4W3lc/s1600/DSC_0829.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DfvCaBYse7s/ToWQrjaE0nI/AAAAAAAABjU/AjcflU4W3lc/s320/DSC_0829.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first, I want to classify it as a flower, but of course it is not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is from my baby sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It got the Famous Amos cookies inside the tin. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, this one I got yesterday from my bestfriend, Epa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eventhough we don't have the chance to be together on the stage receiving the scroll, but she's still manage to give Thirah and me this cute thing. I'm seriously touched when she gave me this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wxRRetaVFqI/ToWeayKtOtI/AAAAAAAABjo/AdSk_u-XdSs/s1600/DSC_0856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wxRRetaVFqI/ToWeayKtOtI/AAAAAAAABjo/AdSk_u-XdSs/s320/DSC_0856.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A box and a card made by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A purple envelope, a purple ribbon. All purple ! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5Ubmb3Z4hM/ToWRJT4UGEI/AAAAAAAABjg/NDx5OtUln3I/s1600/DSC_0850.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5Ubmb3Z4hM/ToWRJT4UGEI/AAAAAAAABjg/NDx5OtUln3I/s320/DSC_0850.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A pink purple Fossil coin pouch from Epa. She said that she don't really have any idea what to give us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But for me, everything that she did already enough to put a smile on my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you my dear Epa. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-773oBl2UENw/ToWek1qLDuI/AAAAAAAABjs/4w-8BalKwwE/s1600/DSC_0860.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-773oBl2UENw/ToWek1qLDuI/AAAAAAAABjs/4w-8BalKwwE/s320/DSC_0860.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4L1TaKwPC5k/ToWevgVuNHI/AAAAAAAABjw/TMbC1vqlA3I/s1600/DSC_0862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4L1TaKwPC5k/ToWevgVuNHI/AAAAAAAABjw/TMbC1vqlA3I/s320/DSC_0862.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A purple mortar board card made by herself. And what's inside the card seriously makes me miss them just so much (well I already did). :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bEzqbrkhRtA/ToSgRnXwVGI/AAAAAAAABjI/FsGZUs-9pe4/s1600/DSC_0891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you everyone for all these. I'm pleased, I'm blessed and I'm touched with all of these. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: I hope I'm strong enough to fight it !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1218478099776963829?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1218478099776963829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1218478099776963829&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1218478099776963829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1218478099776963829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/09/reminiscing-good-times.html' title='Reminiscing the good times...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mC8zT49FRts/ToSgcMoUvXI/AAAAAAAABjM/Npagcvewqug/s72-c/DSC_0901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5675509562017880263</id><published>2011-09-27T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T03:54:32.409+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ukm.'/><title type='text'>Graduation is not the ending...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="goog_328724635"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_328724636"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...it is actually the beginning of your life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm officially graduated yesterday.Alhamdulillah. :) So nervous as we step into the hall. Almost cry when we sang the "&lt;i&gt;Negaraku&lt;/i&gt;" song and when they sang the "&lt;i&gt;Varsiti Kita&lt;/i&gt;" song. Oh my, the 3 years journey in UKM finally ended with the scroll of &lt;b&gt;Bachelor's Degree in Social Science with Honours (International Relations)&lt;/b&gt;. Congratulations to those who graduated this year. For those who are not, no worries, you guys got plenty much time to complete it. Just have faith that you're going to finish it soon no matter what. :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't see any of my lecturers in the hall but I got a call from Madame Irene before I enter the hall, congratulate me on my graduation. Merci Beaucoup Madame ! :) I don't want to talk much here, let's the pictures tell you the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSchgjUSj2w/ToC6V6K6RbI/AAAAAAAABhE/LsgRVIX8NVo/s1600/DSC_0941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSchgjUSj2w/ToC6V6K6RbI/AAAAAAAABhE/LsgRVIX8NVo/s320/DSC_0941.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Just after I walked out from DECTAR. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNX6zM_QMug/ToC6jFRvVXI/AAAAAAAABhI/XiF9Ow0f3y0/s1600/DSC_0960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PNX6zM_QMug/ToC6jFRvVXI/AAAAAAAABhI/XiF9Ow0f3y0/s320/DSC_0960.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The only who came + A. Asyraf (Ayang's bf).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Ayang's convo day in August '10, the last two girls in the family came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;During Angah's convo day in November '10, all the siblings were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yesterday, the first two girls in the family came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My parents ? Of course they came in all three ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-alaDAkayxts/ToC6vvJFKmI/AAAAAAAABhM/JUvKfl-9I-k/s1600/DSC_0975.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-alaDAkayxts/ToC6vvJFKmI/AAAAAAAABhM/JUvKfl-9I-k/s320/DSC_0975.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first coursemate that I took picture with after the ceremony, &lt;a href="http://sitisuraiza.blogspot.com/"&gt;Suraiza&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lOtlt-SkoE/ToC686bfP7I/AAAAAAAABhQ/X9Q-8HEo4nE/s1600/DSC_0977.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_lOtlt-SkoE/ToC686bfP7I/AAAAAAAABhQ/X9Q-8HEo4nE/s320/DSC_0977.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Called the rest, everyone's busy with their family and I didn't find any to take picture with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, of we go to the &lt;i&gt;gong&lt;/i&gt; in front of DECTAR hoping that they are all there. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7G_NDcSzSg/ToC7KoXrY7I/AAAAAAAABhU/60ETzCaDyq0/s1600/DSC_0984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7G_NDcSzSg/ToC7KoXrY7I/AAAAAAAABhU/60ETzCaDyq0/s320/DSC_0984.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the way to the &lt;i&gt;gong&lt;/i&gt;, I met Yen Sin, also my coursemate. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUoa1JfPjmk/ToC7Wbs3WRI/AAAAAAAABhY/xb-IWMdTqoY/s1600/DSC_0985.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUoa1JfPjmk/ToC7Wbs3WRI/AAAAAAAABhY/xb-IWMdTqoY/s320/DSC_0985.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Presenting Ariey ! A friend from Asasi and now a final year law student in UKM. Thanks for coming Ariey and the rest. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ExqeVChhRos/ToC7iotkOXI/AAAAAAAABhc/5wm0n8q4HPI/s1600/DSC_0987.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ExqeVChhRos/ToC7iotkOXI/AAAAAAAABhc/5wm0n8q4HPI/s320/DSC_0987.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bestfriend with his huge bear, &lt;a href="http://shahirpunyeblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shahir&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MREtUHagFUw/ToC7u3zqykI/AAAAAAAABhg/Ma-j0z_p6mo/s1600/DSC_0998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MREtUHagFUw/ToC7u3zqykI/AAAAAAAABhg/Ma-j0z_p6mo/s320/DSC_0998.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;With Papa and Mama in front of DECTAR.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm the one who choose their clothes on that day. Eheh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUl_GgaILWM/ToC79JE0-iI/AAAAAAAABhk/CintuL_h6vk/s1600/DSC_1000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZUl_GgaILWM/ToC79JE0-iI/AAAAAAAABhk/CintuL_h6vk/s320/DSC_1000.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The flowers I got (not in the picture, flowers from Caca and famous amos from Baby).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the left side is from Mama with a purple monkey wearing mortar board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the right side is from Ayang with a smurf and a small bear, both wearing the mortar board. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7H12XzcnUvg/ToC8LbkVClI/AAAAAAAABho/PScNYSNmXcQ/s1600/DSC_1007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7H12XzcnUvg/ToC8LbkVClI/AAAAAAAABho/PScNYSNmXcQ/s320/DSC_1007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The five of us ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_tjN4izq9ho/ToC8ZWCKhaI/AAAAAAAABhs/tXhHTZEBN9I/s1600/DSC_1011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_tjN4izq9ho/ToC8ZWCKhaI/AAAAAAAABhs/tXhHTZEBN9I/s320/DSC_1011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;From left: Zura, me, Shahir, Raudhah, Wong, Cath and Abah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're all the IR graduates except for Zura as she's a Political Science graduate. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCTXzeTKFrw/ToDLA-icgxI/AAAAAAAABio/FISqe7wy2UU/s1600/DSC_1023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XCTXzeTKFrw/ToDLA-icgxI/AAAAAAAABio/FISqe7wy2UU/s320/DSC_1023.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;With Zura, my bestfriend in UKM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're both were in the same class in Asasi. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1IT-E1F4Ug/ToDLR7FRb9I/AAAAAAAABis/_j4PsLD0stY/s1600/DSC_1025.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1IT-E1F4Ug/ToDLR7FRb9I/AAAAAAAABis/_j4PsLD0stY/s320/DSC_1025.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Presenting Apih, also a friend from Asasi and now a final year law student in UKM.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Same as Zura, he's also in the same class with me in Asasi. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mbr0bHKMzMc/ToC9C7nyt3I/AAAAAAAABh4/7tzyaAWTAyo/s1600/DSC_1026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mbr0bHKMzMc/ToC9C7nyt3I/AAAAAAAABh4/7tzyaAWTAyo/s320/DSC_1026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Presenting Hasan, my class representative in Asasi and he's also a final year law student now in UKM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Believe me you guys won't recognize him if I put his Asasi pictures here. He's changed !:p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFmEivKrR4s/ToC9PCogHxI/AAAAAAAABh8/WuvwRYYLOzc/s1600/DSC_1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nFmEivKrR4s/ToC9PCogHxI/AAAAAAAABh8/WuvwRYYLOzc/s320/DSC_1031.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My coursemate and also a levelmate in Block A, Kolej Pendeta Za'ba for 2 years, Raudhah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_p6i-N8O7hw/ToC9bxPr3WI/AAAAAAAABiA/YjqtUONvmII/s1600/DSC_1034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_p6i-N8O7hw/ToC9bxPr3WI/AAAAAAAABiA/YjqtUONvmII/s320/DSC_1034.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nazurah Sahadun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u-yXdA6Xdbw/ToC9n2jp8iI/AAAAAAAABiE/-3iBZ8hlARo/s1600/DSC_1043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u-yXdA6Xdbw/ToC9n2jp8iI/AAAAAAAABiE/-3iBZ8hlARo/s320/DSC_1043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Take a break for a while. Can't stand wearing the shoes. Haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, presenting Ayang's bf, the one who wears the purple shirt. Sooo out of theme ! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6vPmaEGnPw/ToC-B8vFeEI/AAAAAAAABiM/2tCMR9dWr-A/s1600/DSC_1068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M6vPmaEGnPw/ToC-B8vFeEI/AAAAAAAABiM/2tCMR9dWr-A/s320/DSC_1068.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mama. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B0eSZo_n4Co/ToC-N4gts9I/AAAAAAAABiQ/KV2VpidMaWs/s1600/DSC_1069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B0eSZo_n4Co/ToC-N4gts9I/AAAAAAAABiQ/KV2VpidMaWs/s320/DSC_1069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X2forh2Covs/ToC-aCAEODI/AAAAAAAABiU/Q8-fLefpdvs/s1600/DSC_1080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X2forh2Covs/ToC-aCAEODI/AAAAAAAABiU/Q8-fLefpdvs/s320/DSC_1080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayang and A.Asyraf. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ccLRFvMTK-A/ToC-mmqmY6I/AAAAAAAABiY/Le07fVlL--A/s1600/DSC_1082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ccLRFvMTK-A/ToC-mmqmY6I/AAAAAAAABiY/Le07fVlL--A/s320/DSC_1082.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayong. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vV6wM436tyg/ToC-ygYsPjI/AAAAAAAABic/faMosIlNr2I/s1600/DSC_1099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vV6wM436tyg/ToC-ygYsPjI/AAAAAAAABic/faMosIlNr2I/s320/DSC_1099.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a candid actually. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aw_soUeitMo/ToC--8MZeCI/AAAAAAAABig/J4ce4IPu0fk/s1600/DSC_1100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aw_soUeitMo/ToC--8MZeCI/AAAAAAAABig/J4ce4IPu0fk/s320/DSC_1100.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bestfriend since secondary, Caca. Thank you for coming on my big day. Really much appreciate it ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1fquOX1ldg/ToC_LFKTgcI/AAAAAAAABik/NXwqejGurlw/s1600/DSC_1117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i1fquOX1ldg/ToC_LFKTgcI/AAAAAAAABik/NXwqejGurlw/s320/DSC_1117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least, with Haris. the one from Asasi also and now a final year law student. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sincerely from my heart, thanks you for all the wishes through my Facebook, Twitter and all. I'm pleased. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please don't be jealous, I know you guys will all get it someday, sooner or later, doesn't affect anything. Fight fight for your first degree ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;**Quite sad actually I don't have my graduation picture with my another two bestfriends in UKM, Thirah and Epa. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: He doesn't congratulate me. How I wish he would, at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5675509562017880263?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5675509562017880263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5675509562017880263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5675509562017880263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5675509562017880263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/09/graduation-is-not-ending.html' title='Graduation is not the ending...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wSchgjUSj2w/ToC6V6K6RbI/AAAAAAAABhE/LsgRVIX8NVo/s72-c/DSC_0941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6341753955572498653</id><published>2011-09-25T03:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T03:13:09.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember what you get...</title><content type='html'>...remember The One who gave you that. &lt;i&gt;Syukur&lt;/i&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the lack of updates now as my laptop is in the service centre for an unknown period.&amp;nbsp; So many things to share. But I don't know where to start. And I really don't know which one should I tell you first. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last Saturday I went to UKM with my friends to collect the robe and mortar board for my convocation day which have been scheduled today (25th September 2011). Excited ? YES ! But still, feel something missing. For those who knows, I know you'll feel the same way too, right ? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M75kuqrpAok/Tn4jnecySvI/AAAAAAAABg0/s950fKhNP3k/s1600/DSC_0830.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M75kuqrpAok/Tn4jnecySvI/AAAAAAAABg0/s950fKhNP3k/s320/DSC_0830.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is the robe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Size "S" okay ? haha. They said, the sizes are differ from each other on their length and not on their girth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As for you who don't know, UKM differentiate the students by the colour of the robe. There will be different colour for each faculty. For example; green robe for Social Science Faculty and brown robe for Engineering Faculty. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rVYVh-C4YD0/Tn4jx8gLQSI/AAAAAAAABg4/-ruL-jOUyYU/s1600/DSC_0836.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rVYVh-C4YD0/Tn4jx8gLQSI/AAAAAAAABg4/-ruL-jOUyYU/s320/DSC_0836.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the gift from UKM for the female student ONLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We can't choose the colour but mine got a very nice colour isn't it ? Hee. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHtYzKsKHsA/Tn4j89QxYJI/AAAAAAAABg8/lYOlZtnydgA/s1600/DSC_0839.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xHtYzKsKHsA/Tn4j89QxYJI/AAAAAAAABg8/lYOlZtnydgA/s320/DSC_0839.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Closed up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's UKM's logo on it. But it's okay, we can simply hide it inside whenever we wear it. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoXMvTGsQVo/Tn4kIcC3knI/AAAAAAAABhA/jae0SOBFm8k/s1600/DSC_0840.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EoXMvTGsQVo/Tn4kIcC3knI/AAAAAAAABhA/jae0SOBFm8k/s320/DSC_0840.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Two passes for my parents. Well, each student only get two of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My parents will surely come. InsyaAllah. And also my two big sisters. Only them will be there. My bro got work's training and my baby sister needs to focus on her PMR exams next week. So, they can't make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; It's okay. Let's just have some fun with everyone that will be there. hehehe. I am just sooooo excited. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;p/s: There's one time, I asked someone to be there with me to share the joy. But I know, he wouldn't come. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6341753955572498653?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6341753955572498653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6341753955572498653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6341753955572498653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6341753955572498653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/09/remember-what-you-get.html' title='Remember what you get...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M75kuqrpAok/Tn4jnecySvI/AAAAAAAABg0/s950fKhNP3k/s72-c/DSC_0830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-779898733153275840</id><published>2011-09-16T05:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T05:05:55.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the greatest feelings is...</title><content type='html'>...knowing you are surviving well without the people you thought you can't live without - taken from @faliqfahmie's tweet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I am now updating my days in Singapore last week, but no, I am not.&amp;nbsp; Surprises by surprises. I am now need to confront with myself. You think it easy ? NOT AT ALL. It is so not cool man when you have to handle your unstable emotions and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*while I'm typing this, I just witnessed the death of my 2 weeks baby kitten named Namey @ Memey. :( It is so heartbreaking to see it dying. Hmmm. More heartbreaking is when mum just bought the milk for kitten and a feeding-bottle for it this evening. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**this post is dedicated to two of my friend. I hope they both know that I am talking about them. I just love them so much and to see them hurt, it hurts me too. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you (1),&lt;br /&gt;I surely can't compare my situation and yours now because it is totally different. But the only thing that we share is we both had a difficult time which involved the man that we love. But I already passed the hardness by surrender it, not by my choice, but him. Frankly, I already gave up at first but still trying to convinced myself that there is still the chance to make everything back to normal. But as you can see, IT IS NOT. As in your case. I know that you're stronger enough to dump him first. Yes, I know that you will say, "Dear, all you can see is only in the surface, you can't see how bad my heart is broken now." And I know that you think that you will regret on your decision someday by leaving him. One thing my dear, if he really meant for you, whatever happens, he will still meant for you. Allah always keep His words to all His slaves. I know you do believe in &lt;i&gt;jodoh&lt;/i&gt; right ? Then why should you think of being regret ? Don't push yourself too hard. It's not that I want to destroy the 4 years relationship of you and him. But remember, you have to love yourself first, then only you can love another. Let me ask you now, do you love yourself as much as you love him or do you love him more than yourself. You should choose at first is yourself. Why ? How can you love another if you don't really love yourself. How can you care for another if you don't care about yourself ? Am I right ? Sometimes, you just have to be selfish, only for yourself. Not for others. I choose to shut my mouth all this while but after I saw your current condition, I can't see any reason why should I keep silent. I just hope you will make a right decision for YOURSELF. Believe in Allah, believe in yourself. You need to stop this or else you just keep hurting yourself and put the burden on your head with unanswered question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;ainaaamira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear you (2),&lt;br /&gt;I wished that I get to know about that earlier but no, I am not. Don't worry, I'm not angry but I just regret that I am not with you when you're totally down. I'm sorry for not being so alert. :( There's nothing much I can say but when you told me the other day in the car, there were tears in my eyes but I try to not show it to you, I'm just focusing on my driving and talk something craps. I don't want to make you cry, at least not with me, I can't stand to see you crying. Please remember, I will always be right behind you to lend my shoulders for you. You will always get my support in everything that you do. Be positive, friend. I really hope you will do well. You got plenty much time to score for it and you can always find me to ask for help. Remember that we always together no matter ups or downs even if you already have someone special. I love you, I really do. Seeing you in this condition, seriously makes me worry. Believe in yourself that you can do it with the supports given by us. Don't ever think you are all alone. We are here, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;ainaaamira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: RIP Memey. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-779898733153275840?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/779898733153275840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=779898733153275840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/779898733153275840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/779898733153275840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/09/one-of-greatest-feelings-is.html' title='One of the greatest feelings is...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6274098335567758153</id><published>2011-09-06T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T02:18:40.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me some space...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;...I really need to breathe !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temasek day #1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just for you to know that I am now&amp;nbsp;in Singapore&amp;nbsp;with my Mama accompanying my sister&amp;nbsp;who needs to attend her work's training&amp;nbsp;there. So, it's three of us plus Ayang's colleague, Hanif. :) We will be here until Saturday. Almost a week huh ? I think it's good for me to escape from "something". Or "someone" actually&amp;nbsp;? Who cares by the way. Even if I don't have the chance to &lt;em&gt;beraya&lt;/em&gt; with my friends, that's what I really want to do right now, to be here, away from home. Never&amp;nbsp;intend to&amp;nbsp;talk much here.  Just enjoy the pictures below. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_F0qYhHjCkk/TmUQcUkzqiI/AAAAAAAABfI/Z3z9Tqgr23g/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_F0qYhHjCkk/TmUQcUkzqiI/AAAAAAAABfI/Z3z9Tqgr23g/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Orchard Rd. just takes only 3-5minutes walking from the hotel. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tA0xDEU7w0A/TmUQdoKc1oI/AAAAAAAABfM/zscPKME0MYE/s1600/DSC_0138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tA0xDEU7w0A/TmUQdoKc1oI/AAAAAAAABfM/zscPKME0MYE/s320/DSC_0138.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh no ! We've lost in Singapore ! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;. Mama just wanted to&amp;nbsp;asks&amp;nbsp;where to find Maybank&amp;nbsp;there. Hehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qO7aCmRibwA/TmUQeoBJ9BI/AAAAAAAABfQ/lM3Bf5wU16M/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qO7aCmRibwA/TmUQeoBJ9BI/AAAAAAAABfQ/lM3Bf5wU16M/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, I have no idea what that is. Haha ! It just caught my eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IkOjNdC6lQk/TmUQfgzNTcI/AAAAAAAABfU/A4GWhmZ__gE/s1600/DSC_0145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IkOjNdC6lQk/TmUQfgzNTcI/AAAAAAAABfU/A4GWhmZ__gE/s320/DSC_0145.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Singapore sculpture near to the Raffles Place MRT station.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsBxen1rXvA/TmUQg0lwfoI/AAAAAAAABfY/NFLg_ta2E2w/s1600/DSC_0167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FsBxen1rXvA/TmUQg0lwfoI/AAAAAAAABfY/NFLg_ta2E2w/s320/DSC_0167.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Merlion park at noon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6Tf0wHEkPc/TmUQh0C6QZI/AAAAAAAABfc/jPQ-1zCivEA/s1600/DSC_0174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6Tf0wHEkPc/TmUQh0C6QZI/AAAAAAAABfc/jPQ-1zCivEA/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Marina Bay Sands at noon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Av4yLA1qilk/TmUQiyd5EII/AAAAAAAABfg/1Zxb3uzNP4Q/s1600/DSC_0184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Av4yLA1qilk/TmUQiyd5EII/AAAAAAAABfg/1Zxb3uzNP4Q/s320/DSC_0184.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bridge from Merlion Park heading&amp;nbsp;to Esplanade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AzamP2fJH9Y/TmUQlKW7ijI/AAAAAAAABfk/2iIltVWcG7c/s1600/DSC_0216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AzamP2fJH9Y/TmUQlKW7ijI/AAAAAAAABfk/2iIltVWcG7c/s320/DSC_0216.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yO9RzsVh5wI/TmUQmXWsR8I/AAAAAAAABfo/KkwwmxAgUf0/s1600/DSC_0217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yO9RzsVh5wI/TmUQmXWsR8I/AAAAAAAABfo/KkwwmxAgUf0/s320/DSC_0217.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbTTg2U4HdU/TmUQp8KlOyI/AAAAAAAABfw/zVM1FJPekpU/s1600/DSC_0226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbTTg2U4HdU/TmUQp8KlOyI/AAAAAAAABfw/zVM1FJPekpU/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A glimpse of Kampung Glam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsjsEIC7ZsE/TmUQorlqdlI/AAAAAAAABfs/qK_YWhcQQ_w/s1600/DSC_0218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsjsEIC7ZsE/TmUQorlqdlI/AAAAAAAABfs/qK_YWhcQQ_w/s320/DSC_0218.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WbTTg2U4HdU/TmUQp8KlOyI/AAAAAAAABfw/zVM1FJPekpU/s1600/DSC_0226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Sultan's Mosque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrHc4l1yDc0/TmUQsN3UQdI/AAAAAAAABf0/p_PCWPoD_og/s1600/DSC_0227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrHc4l1yDc0/TmUQsN3UQdI/AAAAAAAABf0/p_PCWPoD_og/s320/DSC_0227.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Where I had my lunch. haha. From Merlion Park, flew to Kampong Glam just to had lunch ! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5TN6rTrbFPM/TmUQtBVlKwI/AAAAAAAABf4/oQ1aQzza9bI/s1600/DSC_0230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5TN6rTrbFPM/TmUQtBVlKwI/AAAAAAAABf4/oQ1aQzza9bI/s320/DSC_0230.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wait. This building looks creepy. Like a piece of paper !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7aOpFGkAvY/TmUWfvc7rdI/AAAAAAAABgw/h4E_0qgrI9w/s1600/DSC_0244.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-F7aOpFGkAvY/TmUWfvc7rdI/AAAAAAAABgw/h4E_0qgrI9w/s320/DSC_0244.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, it's actually a triangle building. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k70tbj3KjjM/TmUQvnvQ12I/AAAAAAAABf8/8UoHRxGztDY/s1600/DSC_0233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k70tbj3KjjM/TmUQvnvQ12I/AAAAAAAABf8/8UoHRxGztDY/s320/DSC_0233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singapore's Murtabak ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-diI8EelAnnc/TmUQyZsM17I/AAAAAAAABgE/O-38aj2PIqA/s1600/DSC_0258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-diI8EelAnnc/TmUQyZsM17I/AAAAAAAABgE/O-38aj2PIqA/s320/DSC_0258.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Fullerton Hotel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Zu1EyhTgr4/TmUQz6cM2aI/AAAAAAAABgI/d_ahDhTRZgw/s1600/DSC_0279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Zu1EyhTgr4/TmUQz6cM2aI/AAAAAAAABgI/d_ahDhTRZgw/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Fullerton Hotel's window. Just like it. haha. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-be0efv0aGhY/TmUQ2AMxq5I/AAAAAAAABgQ/rOqsLsJgZzY/s1600/DSC_0293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-be0efv0aGhY/TmUQ2AMxq5I/AAAAAAAABgQ/rOqsLsJgZzY/s320/DSC_0293.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Marina Bay Sands at night. (Ignore the crane. haha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JBdp5A0ngs/TmUQ4JXKI9I/AAAAAAAABgU/DiaijS61m_8/s1600/DSC_0295.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JBdp5A0ngs/TmUQ4JXKI9I/AAAAAAAABgU/DiaijS61m_8/s320/DSC_0295.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little fountains with red light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-issbqwbO2gs/TmUQ5PRdx9I/AAAAAAAABgY/nvNIkbt54LY/s1600/DSC_0300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-issbqwbO2gs/TmUQ5PRdx9I/AAAAAAAABgY/nvNIkbt54LY/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't ask me what this is. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMS7z4_pu2U/TmUQ7Iy6hrI/AAAAAAAABgc/ZFpAbIGfRLo/s1600/DSC_0320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMS7z4_pu2U/TmUQ7Iy6hrI/AAAAAAAABgc/ZFpAbIGfRLo/s320/DSC_0320.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Merlion Park at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehlNZvGs9vs/TmUQ8yl1ANI/AAAAAAAABgg/fYzjKAhkXTs/s1600/DSC_0333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ehlNZvGs9vs/TmUQ8yl1ANI/AAAAAAAABgg/fYzjKAhkXTs/s320/DSC_0333.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Esplanade at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5jk9-A7k_k/TmUREwaQLQI/AAAAAAAABgk/dIqGypmhNEM/s1600/DSC_0338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5jk9-A7k_k/TmUREwaQLQI/AAAAAAAABgk/dIqGypmhNEM/s320/DSC_0338.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Singapore Flyer + Marina bay Sands + Merlion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3kIf5aYYIE/TmURGIWwI1I/AAAAAAAABgo/5SFCvMpDxvk/s1600/DSC_0344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W3kIf5aYYIE/TmURGIWwI1I/AAAAAAAABgo/5SFCvMpDxvk/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Again. Don't ask me what this is. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9iS0dMCqw8g/TmURJqZxjqI/AAAAAAAABgs/E-9TANAfUxw/s1600/DSC_0360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9iS0dMCqw8g/TmURJqZxjqI/AAAAAAAABgs/E-9TANAfUxw/s320/DSC_0360.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least. Hershey's Mascot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See the girl with cap next to Ayang ? She's a Korean and on vacation all alone. We walked together to the City Hall MRT Station as she don't know how to get there. And we met this Hershey's Mascot on our way there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: I asked the girl how to pronounce Etude. hahaha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6274098335567758153?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6274098335567758153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6274098335567758153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6274098335567758153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6274098335567758153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/09/give-me-some-space.html' title='Give me some space...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_F0qYhHjCkk/TmUQcUkzqiI/AAAAAAAABfI/Z3z9Tqgr23g/s72-c/DSC_0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>131 Killiney Rd, Singapore</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.297552 103.8382406</georss:point><georss:box>1.2955675 103.83577310000001 1.2995365 103.8407081</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6347599024737441877</id><published>2011-09-06T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T02:19:02.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes we forgot...</title><content type='html'>...what we used to do when we were little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember when I was in lower form and in primary school, I was very excited to post&amp;nbsp;the &lt;i&gt;kad raya&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to some of my friends.&amp;nbsp;I'll be waiting for the postman to come everyday hoping they will reply mine. But now ? Not anymore. Obviously, this Ramadhan I'm just waiting for the postman to bring me a letter from UKM. Haha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, at the age of 21, I still receive the &lt;em&gt;kad raya&lt;/em&gt; from my friends. Not as much as before but only 4 cards and they are all posted and NOT given by hand. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first card was given by my ex-roommate in Kolej Pendeta Za'ba. She posted a &lt;em&gt;kad raya&lt;/em&gt; along with a birthday card and also an &lt;em&gt;angpow&lt;/em&gt;. Thanks Akak ! That was my first &lt;em&gt;duit raya&lt;/em&gt; for this year. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s2XBobv3sno/TmUAX49QoPI/AAAAAAAABe4/ogXM-zVd0_E/s1600/DSC_0124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s2XBobv3sno/TmUAX49QoPI/AAAAAAAABe4/ogXM-zVd0_E/s320/DSC_0124.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1JAAgK_QyE/TmUATlfIoTI/AAAAAAAABe0/4zh7QHqm3oA/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J1JAAgK_QyE/TmUATlfIoTI/AAAAAAAABe0/4zh7QHqm3oA/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;kad raya&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--h-eOCQ9L88/TmUBCu1pmmI/AAAAAAAABe8/-P-riIpvbXE/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--h-eOCQ9L88/TmUBCu1pmmI/AAAAAAAABe8/-P-riIpvbXE/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub-f8cflJl0/TmUBETIbnCI/AAAAAAAABfA/yKnOUIq1kuY/s1600/DSC_0132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ub-f8cflJl0/TmUBETIbnCI/AAAAAAAABfA/yKnOUIq1kuY/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The birthday card. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quite weird actually when my roommate didn't wish my birthday the other day. But then it&amp;nbsp;turns out that&amp;nbsp;she actually&amp;nbsp;wants to surprise me with this card. Wanted to use another method, she said. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The second, third and fourth arrived on the same day. So, I don't know which one is sent first. haha. The best thing was they are all from Johor&amp;nbsp;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yf1EFBLc3wE/TmT_-s1dLeI/AAAAAAAABeY/u8g-1ia3exI/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yf1EFBLc3wE/TmT_-s1dLeI/AAAAAAAABeY/u8g-1ia3exI/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzzXCXziFjY/TmUACGx270I/AAAAAAAABec/Dq8ZCGChCLI/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xzzXCXziFjY/TmUACGx270I/AAAAAAAABec/Dq8ZCGChCLI/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;By only looking at the envelope, I already knew who's posting it. An ex-Maxis-intern-student of course, Eyra Gadis. :) Well hey, it's from Tangkak !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hnv906kntmA/TmUAFDiFjkI/AAAAAAAABeg/QhcRFEe4WoE/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hnv906kntmA/TmUAFDiFjkI/AAAAAAAABeg/QhcRFEe4WoE/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jw0cRehWQ6g/TmUAKeYJlvI/AAAAAAAABeo/--UiAHZOkHE/s1600/DSC_0119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jw0cRehWQ6g/TmUAKeYJlvI/AAAAAAAABeo/--UiAHZOkHE/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This one I only have to look at her handwriting and I already knew whom writing it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's from Nazurah, representing Pontian ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjWqz1yB918/TmUAOmda8HI/AAAAAAAABes/nnVVD5SXobI/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kjWqz1yB918/TmUAOmda8HI/AAAAAAAABes/nnVVD5SXobI/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qutqnW4ZAtU/TmUAQyzAxXI/AAAAAAAABew/Rb2bjn8j76M/s1600/DSC_0123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qutqnW4ZAtU/TmUAQyzAxXI/AAAAAAAABew/Rb2bjn8j76M/s320/DSC_0123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least. It takes me a while before I can figure out who's sending me this card. The clue is only "Kluang". I thought it was Yaya since she's from Kluang, I forgot that my Abang King was also there. Haha. Thanks anyway Abang King for this card ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete all four. Thanks for the &lt;em&gt;kad raya &lt;/em&gt;everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I will reply those cards next year, can I ? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6347599024737441877?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6347599024737441877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6347599024737441877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6347599024737441877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6347599024737441877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-we-forgot.html' title='Sometimes we forgot...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s2XBobv3sno/TmUAX49QoPI/AAAAAAAABe4/ogXM-zVd0_E/s72-c/DSC_0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>131 Killiney Rd, Singapore 239546</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.298257 103.8387948</georss:point><georss:box>1.2942885 103.8338593 1.3022255 103.8437303</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5644069911285795679</id><published>2011-09-02T12:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T12:55:55.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The happiness is very meaningful...</title><content type='html'>...if we share it with everyone else. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me in everything that I've done wrong and anything that hurts your feelings and all. :)&lt;br /&gt;I know it's the fourth day of raya already. Haha. Sorry for the late guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: The program needs to start now !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5644069911285795679?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5644069911285795679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5644069911285795679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5644069911285795679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5644069911285795679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/09/happiness-is-very-meaningful.html' title='The happiness is very meaningful...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1155414490587144093</id><published>2011-08-28T01:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T02:44:07.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No matter how far I'll go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...you guys will always be in my heart. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's good to have iftar with all the family members around and seriously it also great when you have it with your best friends around. :) So after almost a month I haven't meet my friends, I finally had my iftar with some of the Kepochis and some my best friends in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Kepochis&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we seriously haven't meet for quite some time especially Loco, the president of the Kepochis. So, we planned and finally make it to have iftar together at Flaming Steamboat and Epa's home. Since we really love to be so Kepochi, talk and talk and talk while eat and eat and eat, we didn't take our picture there. Maybe a few ? Err, I just can count it by using my fingers. Haha. :) We don't have much time to spend our night together. They asked me to stay a little longer but seriously I can't. I'm staying with my parents now, remember ? I have to obey the curfew, "Don't come back home too late," Mama said. How I miss my night life&lt;i&gt; lepak&lt;/i&gt;-ing with my friends when I was in UKM. Hungry ? Just text Shahir and off we go to get some food to eat. Talk and talk and talk something craps, had a sleepless night doing our assignment together along with Epa and Thirah. Studying at McD with Loco etc. Oh my...how I miss everything about them. :( We really need a day or two to spend together. Too many things to share with them. I know you all did too, right ? Haihhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The good old friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I was too busy last semester doing my thesis, I rarely contacting my best friend in UIA Kuantan, Anie. We do called each other before but not when I am in my final semester. When I know that she is now on her semester break (UIA's academic calendar usually different from other universities), I told Caca (if you're my loyal reader, I know you have read her name much in my previous posts. haha) that we MUST have our iftar together this year no matter what. So off we go yesterday to make it real. We had our iftar at Bubba Gump. The food quite pricey I tell you. But the memories there ? PRICELESS. We had iftar with Shaheizy Sam on the next table. How cool is that ? Haha. Never crossed my mind to have that opportunity. We don't have to go to any iftar event with the artistes yaww. Haha. And not only that, Bront Palarae passed by our table and yes, I adore him for giving me a humble smile. Thank you for that Bront. Now that I like you more brothahh ! :) Enough for that. Seriously I'm happy to meet my best friends yesterday. I'm not in Malaysia on the second week of Raya, and I know that I don't have a chance to celebrate my Raya with them as usual. To meet them a few days before Raya already satisfied me much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: You know that I love you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1155414490587144093?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1155414490587144093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1155414490587144093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1155414490587144093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1155414490587144093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/08/no-matter-how-far-ill-go.html' title='No matter how far I&apos;ll go...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-402817131798581984</id><published>2011-08-23T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:59:03.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and death...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ramw4hPHAFk/TlNInJPM0KI/AAAAAAAABeQ/PussPvrLU9E/s1600/image201108210002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;...both determined by Allah and we as his slave need to accept the &lt;i&gt;qada' &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; qadar &lt;/i&gt;positively&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;**&lt;/i&gt;this is a delayed post of 21st of August 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First and foremost...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My deepest condolence to one of my close friends in UKM, Izzah a.k.a Bintang Malam for losing her beloved dad early this morning. (Al-Fatihah) Seriously I keep thinking of her since I got that message from Eyra told me that Izzah's father has passed away. I still remember her tweet saying that her father had an operation last few weeks, a minor operation on his heart. And today, he's gone forever to meet his Creator. But I really can't imagine how her Syawal will be. It's only 10 days before Syawal...and she has invited me to her sister's engagement on the 5th Syawal. And her convocation day later on....Hmm. Be strong, Izzah ! I know you can go through all this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***********************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you been to Bazar Ramadhan this year ? Trust me, I haven't been to any Bazar this year until today. I am so excited as my brother craving for Sugar Cane juice and I really want some Putu Piring, so I followed him there. By using Papa's new bike, Yamaha Majesty. Not really that new but "new" to our home, we went to Pinggiran Batu Caves's Bazar Ramadhan. Got my Putu Piring, got Angah's Sugar Cane juice, we head back to our home. I put all the things we've bought under the seat. Yes, including Angah's Sugar Cane juice, my phone and my money. Weren't that I supposed to just hold it ? Hmm Hmm. As we arrived home, there's something leaking under the bike. I didn't notice it until Angah asked me where's the leak came from. We thought there's something crack under the bike, but it's not. We try to ignore but then when we open up the seat to take all the things that we put there, I saw the Sugar Cane's juice plastic already flat and everything in there was already wet INCLUDING my phone ! T______T See, I told you I supposed to hold the juice. And now I still can't switch on the phone and need to dry it. Wuwuwuwuwu. I only used that phone for a year and I really really love that phone ! T_____T FYI, I'm a person that so stingy when it comes to buy a phone for self. Take that. serve me right ! -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ramw4hPHAFk/TlNInJPM0KI/AAAAAAAABeQ/PussPvrLU9E/s400/image201108210002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643934595357135010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nice spot to dry a phone. Haha. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: My celcom, off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-402817131798581984?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/402817131798581984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=402817131798581984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/402817131798581984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/402817131798581984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/08/life-and-death.html' title='Life and death...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ramw4hPHAFk/TlNInJPM0KI/AAAAAAAABeQ/PussPvrLU9E/s72-c/image201108210002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4203038925187715249</id><published>2011-08-15T14:39:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T17:01:55.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The more you hate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...the more you'll love. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the only "card" that I got for my 21st birthday. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zx9A7B3ZeJ8/Tki_X0vPVaI/AAAAAAAABdA/pO29RhyUFuE/s400/P8152830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640968949296223650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;I asked Ayang to buy a birthday card for me but she end up called my baby sister in SEMASHUR to make one for me. Haha ! By using A4 paper, this is it ! Wahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8HOeCM0uFXU/Tki__nYJWtI/AAAAAAAABdI/9wDANBRhQBA/s400/P8152836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640969632904469202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Angah and Ayang. haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for us, the girls, Mama will bought us jewellery when we turn 17 and 21. A bracelet on 17th and a necklace on 21st. As I turned 17 in 2007, Mama bought me a bracelet but unfortunately the bracelet lost somewhere in Redang. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1ylcwe6ou8/TkjG_yfQlAI/AAAAAAAABdw/AkNo4C8d9jg/s400/DSC02695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640977332468487170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;In memories. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;So, as I turned 21 this year, Mama bought me a necklace and a bracelet (as a replacement of my lost bracelet in 2009). Here they are. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFTsr6j0T84/TkjIcIAmFuI/AAAAAAAABeA/eHGO5JpVN_k/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFTsr6j0T84/TkjIcIAmFuI/AAAAAAAABeA/eHGO5JpVN_k/s400/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640978918793418466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Jengjengjeng~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlQ_CLXTiFE/TkjIb-UMmqI/AAAAAAAABd4/svwcBMM7hSw/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zlQ_CLXTiFE/TkjIb-UMmqI/AAAAAAAABd4/svwcBMM7hSw/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640978916191279778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bL3arlnhaQ/TkjIcRopl3I/AAAAAAAABeI/tmTXIb4yI8E/s1600/P8152839.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6bL3arlnhaQ/TkjIcRopl3I/AAAAAAAABeI/tmTXIb4yI8E/s400/P8152839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640978921377339250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ta-daaa ! Ehehe. :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KFTsr6j0T84/TkjIcIAmFuI/AAAAAAAABeA/eHGO5JpVN_k/s1600/DSC_0050.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mama already bought this two on May. haha ! Meaning that I already wear this two since May. Hehe. Thanks Mama for the birthday present. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: currently waiting for my birthday+graduation gift from Ayong. HAHAHA !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4203038925187715249?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4203038925187715249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4203038925187715249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4203038925187715249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4203038925187715249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/08/more-you-hate.html' title='The more you hate...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zx9A7B3ZeJ8/Tki_X0vPVaI/AAAAAAAABdA/pO29RhyUFuE/s72-c/P8152830.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4779017397335405716</id><published>2011-08-12T14:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T03:37:00.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The love you are waiting for so long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...will come when you least expect it, they said. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plain and empty. That would describe my life for now. No, it's not about my family. I enjoy every single moment with them. :) It just that I misses my friends in UKM so badly. Hmm. I miss everything about them ! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why am I still longing to see him...again. After almost a year I try to avoid any contacts from/of him, which I successfully did actually. The dreams led me to this black lane once again. I hate to open up my Facebook account because I will automatically search for his name. That's explained the lack of updates in my FB account. I just opened it to check any notification, and only response to them. Zzzzz~ Go away unnecessary feelings. I need to be strict to self again and again and again. Almost 3 years y'alls ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah me and Mama will company Ayang to Singapore this becoming Raya for a week. Starting on the 6th Raya day. She has to attend her training there. Fly away from home. That could be an excuse to not meet him at any of my friends' house during Raya ? Haha. Could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: headache headache ! looking for jobs ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4779017397335405716?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4779017397335405716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4779017397335405716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4779017397335405716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4779017397335405716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-you-are-waiting-for-so-long.html' title='The love you are waiting for so long...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-3552933119488665050</id><published>2011-08-09T13:44:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:25:33.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Each year plus one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...but I never feel offended with it. Haha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah...praise to Allah that I am still breathing today. :) I just turned TWENTY-ONE yesterday and I thanked all who wish me yesterday. :) So glad that you all did remember my birthdate. Hehe. :) I've hide my birthday in Facebook but still people can see who wished my birthday on my wall. Next year (if Allah still giving me chance to live in this world, insyaAllah) I think I wanna private the wall as well on 8th August. Haha. And see who really remember mine. :p But don't worry, I know those who really remember mine. Hehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHAHIR NAIM&lt;/b&gt;. He called me a few days before and wished my birthday in advance. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ayang, Aby and Angah&lt;/b&gt; as they gave me a "card" on the 7th evening. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mama&lt;/b&gt; (as Mama heard epa's calling me at 12am. Haha.) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Epa and Palie.&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifth; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Syiro. &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here is the list of people who wish me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;By phone (the name as in my contacts);&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Epaliepa dg - call&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syiro - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayong - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thirah - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IR Izzah - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MRSM Amier - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3A Caca dg - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acoi - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+6017374**** - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zura - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ir Suraiza - sms &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dedek - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MRSM Kurt - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3A Anie clcm - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MOF K.Julie - sms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;By Facebook;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fadhlizil Ikhram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fatin Athirah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nur Zarifah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syahirah Turiman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josephine Lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mell Syahira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afi Darwisy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Norsyuhada Zaharudin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hasmah Salleh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amalina Ismail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adila Jamal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lyla Syahirah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Aieen Kacak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luqman Hariz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bagus Suryo Iswanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zahirah Badarudin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noralif Ayib&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hasanuddin Yusoff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naqib Jaafar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;K-z Izzati Azhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tahir Roslan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nur Zulaika Mustafa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rosmanora Osman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syazwani Yusoff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kae C Yen Sin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suraiza Shaari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zalikha Adila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ara Aryssa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madihah Adzmi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roslinda Rezali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Siti Zairyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dayang Noor Ailani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emmy June&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mira Zaharani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wan Syamsul Fauzee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fairuz Khairunnisa Ibrahim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faiz Mohammad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wan Nadia Izzah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nur Ili Nadiah Zulkiple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nurul Fateha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Najihah Ali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anok Besut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ruby Rahim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hamie Hokkien&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Azleen Hasnudin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anan Kaberi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NOr HAna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinie Irfan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nur Sakinah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;By Twitter;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bonboruu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nurzarifah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;REDariey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aqilah_Amin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;megathakimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amalinaismail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AzzairiRosle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yayahani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;slay789&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amersama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cikdeline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paliezil (nurzarifah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aifatrahman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EyraGadis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;EffaFarida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Papa sleep early yesterday night and wish me after Sahur, before Subuh's Azan. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list...less than last year but still a lot to me ! Thanks for all the wishes everyone. I'm pleased. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Mama already gave my 21st birthday present last 2 months ! Haha. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-3552933119488665050?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/3552933119488665050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=3552933119488665050&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3552933119488665050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3552933119488665050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/08/each-year-plus-one.html' title='Each year plus one...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7151732977764036103</id><published>2011-08-08T16:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:29:35.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And when the rain begins to fall...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...you are my rainbow in the sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know whether I did mention about my broken spectacles in my previous post. If not, yes, I've broke my almost two years old spectacles last few weeks. Haih~ Quite a mess actually when we can not see clearly what we saw (especially when you came all the way to watch your national team football match in the stadium last July). Hmmm. It takes 2 weeks for me before I make the new one. So, I just wear the "uncomfortable" contact lens these few weeks. Why the "uncomfortable" ? It just that I don't like it to have lenses or other things in my eyes. I'll feel sleepy, my eyes feel a bit itchy. Enough said, I hate it. But in this situation, I just have to wear it. Or in some other occasion such as dinner or wedding reception, I'm gonna wear it. Ok, I actually not going to talk more about this. Just wanna show you my new spectacles. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYxslKTTHFk/TkC_O-De6QI/AAAAAAAABc4/kHnmXmI58yU/s1600/DSC_0295.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYxslKTTHFk/TkC_O-De6QI/AAAAAAAABc4/kHnmXmI58yU/s400/DSC_0295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638716997364541698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the case (of the old one). Eheh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZabAVafboLw/TkC_OskSsAI/AAAAAAAABcw/PeazX88VdOY/s1600/DSC_0299.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZabAVafboLw/TkC_OskSsAI/AAAAAAAABcw/PeazX88VdOY/s400/DSC_0299.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638716992670314498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The broken spectacles. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1Qr2aN86Gg/TkC7vRHMI-I/AAAAAAAABco/v9n6AnsWAN8/s1600/DSC_0309.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G1Qr2aN86Gg/TkC7vRHMI-I/AAAAAAAABco/v9n6AnsWAN8/s400/DSC_0309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638713154189665250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The old frame is black !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpu4xi1KaNI/TkC7vMBwROI/AAAAAAAABcg/RHR0n0tY6zU/s1600/DSC_0310.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mpu4xi1KaNI/TkC7vMBwROI/AAAAAAAABcg/RHR0n0tY6zU/s400/DSC_0310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638713152824689890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I can change to any colour that I want. Eheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And this is the new one........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYxslKTTHFk/TkC_O-De6QI/AAAAAAAABc4/kHnmXmI58yU/s1600/DSC_0295.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYxslKTTHFk/TkC_O-De6QI/AAAAAAAABc4/kHnmXmI58yU/s400/DSC_0295.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638716997364541698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Ta-daaaaaa ! Yes, I choose the same frame for my new one !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1OEB4XN4mA/TkC7u4KfqSI/AAAAAAAABcY/BOqZNeXqSXU/s1600/DSC_0312.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D1OEB4XN4mA/TkC7u4KfqSI/AAAAAAAABcY/BOqZNeXqSXU/s400/DSC_0312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638713147492641058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it's RED !  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Jxg_szak50/TkC7us7L5uI/AAAAAAAABcQ/49yydgjfBIY/s1600/DSC_0315.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Jxg_szak50/TkC7us7L5uI/AAAAAAAABcQ/49yydgjfBIY/s400/DSC_0315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638713144475641570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still I can change to any colour that I want. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5_ks4VdX94/TkC7ue40-2I/AAAAAAAABcI/vyZ9alhuZjs/s1600/DSC_0319.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P5_ks4VdX94/TkC7ue40-2I/AAAAAAAABcI/vyZ9alhuZjs/s400/DSC_0319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638713140707654498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I got 6 colour of all. Yeay ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I'm craving for steamboat ! Urghhhhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7151732977764036103?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7151732977764036103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7151732977764036103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7151732977764036103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7151732977764036103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-when-rain-begins-to-fall.html' title='And when the rain begins to fall...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aYxslKTTHFk/TkC_O-De6QI/AAAAAAAABc4/kHnmXmI58yU/s72-c/DSC_0295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-8409420455933203688</id><published>2011-08-04T00:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T00:47:11.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strict to yourself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...when it comes to something you eager to have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last few days (a day before Ramadhan) I spend my precious time with my old friends from secondary school. It's hard to meet between us unless it's Raya. Alhamdulillah we finally meet eventhough there's only four of us, me, 'Aieen, Caca and Qiena. :) Don't want to talk much. Just enjoy the pictures below. Hee. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx0_Y81iBLU/Tjl2KVOjakI/AAAAAAAABb4/34DXdol_kao/s1600/DSC_0141.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx0_Y81iBLU/Tjl2KVOjakI/AAAAAAAABb4/34DXdol_kao/s400/DSC_0141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636666328499841602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the driver of the day. Haha. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVXAimIKARQ/Tjl2pBw0jaI/AAAAAAAABcA/oCzsiDHu6Us/s400/DSC_0152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636666855850806690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;This is what we've done instead of eating muffins made by the person above. Eheh. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fu6vS1ProHI/Tjl2KSRC6qI/AAAAAAAABbw/TY08qw95OuE/s1600/DSC_0164.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fu6vS1ProHI/Tjl2KSRC6qI/AAAAAAAABbw/TY08qw95OuE/s400/DSC_0164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636666327704988322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Syaqina Nordin. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PTWNXpBW09w/Tjl2KEodoyI/AAAAAAAABbg/uTTgWQFYo4s/s1600/DSC_0191.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PTWNXpBW09w/Tjl2KEodoyI/AAAAAAAABbg/uTTgWQFYo4s/s400/DSC_0191.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636666324045112098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, myself. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5aapopHSK9k/Tjl1OJSSSDI/AAAAAAAABbY/Hs87nQ_8BbI/s1600/DSC_0177.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5aapopHSK9k/Tjl1OJSSSDI/AAAAAAAABbY/Hs87nQ_8BbI/s400/DSC_0177.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636665294502119474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LMAO seeing this picture. Sorry Ca. hahaha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9BDB2VA-Bk/Tjl1Ny4aOSI/AAAAAAAABbQ/JM4G62H7Z3w/s1600/DSC_0214.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p9BDB2VA-Bk/Tjl1Ny4aOSI/AAAAAAAABbQ/JM4G62H7Z3w/s400/DSC_0214.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636665288488007970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Aieen. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJj48HdBTrg/Tjl1Ni5KwDI/AAAAAAAABbI/bwf5qojeiqU/s1600/DSC_0246.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NJj48HdBTrg/Tjl1Ni5KwDI/AAAAAAAABbI/bwf5qojeiqU/s400/DSC_0246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636665284196220978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdrGzknp-7Y/Tjl1NtSSjTI/AAAAAAAABbA/FqObHLsoaaQ/s1600/DSC_0258.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MdrGzknp-7Y/Tjl1NtSSjTI/AAAAAAAABbA/FqObHLsoaaQ/s400/DSC_0258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636665286985944370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jumping session. Got bunch of it ! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SMIAfh3YhgQ/Tjl1Nb4Kq9I/AAAAAAAABa4/WU6oWPALwsk/s1600/DSC_0266.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SMIAfh3YhgQ/Tjl1Nb4Kq9I/AAAAAAAABa4/WU6oWPALwsk/s400/DSC_0266.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636665282312973266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqmJo2ENT0/Tjl0nX2PaBI/AAAAAAAABaw/NLiJGXB22fM/s1600/DSC_0272.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3vqmJo2ENT0/Tjl0nX2PaBI/AAAAAAAABaw/NLiJGXB22fM/s400/DSC_0272.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636664628396124178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhEtvaXOBPc/Tjl0nBRQpyI/AAAAAAAABao/UCRGLczfOR4/s1600/DSC_0273.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhEtvaXOBPc/Tjl0nBRQpyI/AAAAAAAABao/UCRGLczfOR4/s400/DSC_0273.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636664622335436578" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RBKzB2g0KDE/Tjl0m60SNEI/AAAAAAAABag/qwdfK0ZXvzk/s1600/DSC_0274.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RBKzB2g0KDE/Tjl0m60SNEI/AAAAAAAABag/qwdfK0ZXvzk/s400/DSC_0274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636664620603290690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVIUXhMAfvg/Tjl0m6upwLI/AAAAAAAABaY/lSe1z8EFJPo/s1600/DSC_0275.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVIUXhMAfvg/Tjl0m6upwLI/AAAAAAAABaY/lSe1z8EFJPo/s400/DSC_0275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636664620579668146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMW10uQopyc/Tjl0mkXOagI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Bol8KryR2p0/s1600/DSC_0280.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BMW10uQopyc/Tjl0mkXOagI/AAAAAAAABaQ/Bol8KryR2p0/s400/DSC_0280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636664614575827458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pictures of us. Haha ! We're crazy over it. Luckily it's Maghrib and we have to get back home.  :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's good to gather like this. We do it again next time eh ? eheee. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: Need to be strict to self. haih~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-8409420455933203688?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/8409420455933203688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=8409420455933203688&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8409420455933203688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8409420455933203688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/08/strict-to-yourself.html' title='Strict to yourself...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qx0_Y81iBLU/Tjl2KVOjakI/AAAAAAAABb4/34DXdol_kao/s72-c/DSC_0141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6942565047380288034</id><published>2011-08-02T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T01:29:04.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Al-Mubarak...</title><content type='html'>...we're so longing to meet you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st of August 2011 and also indicated the 1st of Ramadhan 1432H. Happy Fasting everyone  !  &lt;i&gt;Amar Ma'ruf Nahi Munkar. &lt;/i&gt;In this month full of &lt;i&gt;barakah&lt;/i&gt; hope that we can leave everything that lead us to vice. It's good to had &lt;i&gt;Sahur&lt;/i&gt; with everyone around on the first day of fasting. Alhamdulillah. I'm blessed !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: 6 days only please. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6942565047380288034?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6942565047380288034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6942565047380288034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6942565047380288034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6942565047380288034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramadhan-al-mubarak.html' title='Ramadhan Al-Mubarak...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7359022271904765617</id><published>2011-08-02T00:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T01:09:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...to everyone who will be graduating with me this September ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I can check the convocation's session for 39th UKM Convocation Ceremony. Here is the details. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ykNF5YMYyxI/TjbXSaJSenI/AAAAAAAABaI/4oYAxQ62wAM/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635928694956653170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind only the red box. Eheh. Alhamdulillah. InsyaAllah I'll be graduating on 25th of September 2011. :) If I'm not mistaken, my ex-roommate for three years in UKM will also graduating in the same session. Weehee ! I am excited ! So excited ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh, about the debt. Supposedly that it's already clear but due to misunderstanding between JPA and UKM, they debit the money from our account back. So, there's still debt that I need to clear. Huh~ They shouldn't credited the money into our account at the first place. So confusing ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...I haven't got the re-check result yet. Whatever the result will be, I hope everything will go well until the day. Amin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Happy belated birthday "Hottie" !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7359022271904765617?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7359022271904765617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7359022271904765617&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7359022271904765617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7359022271904765617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/08/congratulations.html' title='Congratulations...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ykNF5YMYyxI/TjbXSaJSenI/AAAAAAAABaI/4oYAxQ62wAM/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-181326035273203516</id><published>2011-07-26T02:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T02:57:35.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone stole the key of my heart...</title><content type='html'>...and never return it back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, when I turned 18...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHOpyndkSac/Ti20xMWr7yI/AAAAAAAABZw/ScvqKeii1Nk/s1600/PB175071%2B%2528Large%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHOpyndkSac/Ti20xMWr7yI/AAAAAAAABZw/ScvqKeii1Nk/s400/PB175071%2B%2528Large%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633357466133327650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No stamp because it has been given by hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adA4I9fN2hc/Ti20xGHScDI/AAAAAAAABZo/zVoftOClmz8/s1600/PB175072%2B%2528Large%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-adA4I9fN2hc/Ti20xGHScDI/AAAAAAAABZo/zVoftOClmz8/s400/PB175072%2B%2528Large%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633357464458129458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And that's the big card. Haha. As requested. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3MuWGNayl8/Ti20wxrS7HI/AAAAAAAABZg/93HYLeuBeH8/s1600/PB175073%2B%2528Large%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V3MuWGNayl8/Ti20wxrS7HI/AAAAAAAABZg/93HYLeuBeH8/s400/PB175073%2B%2528Large%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633357458972011634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside ? No one cares now. Just mind the date. 080808. *coughcough* Hee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When will I get this big card again ehh ? Kehkehkeh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have returned everything to him. But not this one. It's not that I want to keep it but I forgot about it. =,= I keep it somewhere in my cupboard and only found it when I cleaning out it later on.&lt;br /&gt;So, who's going to give me this another big card ? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Ramadhan is approaching ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHOpyndkSac/Ti20xMWr7yI/AAAAAAAABZw/ScvqKeii1Nk/s1600/PB175071%2B%2528Large%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-181326035273203516?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/181326035273203516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=181326035273203516&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/181326035273203516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/181326035273203516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/07/someone-stole-key-of-my-heart.html' title='Someone stole the key of my heart...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHOpyndkSac/Ti20xMWr7yI/AAAAAAAABZw/ScvqKeii1Nk/s72-c/PB175071%2B%2528Large%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-42142603120764494</id><published>2011-07-26T00:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T00:59:00.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day will be great....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "  &gt;...if you spend it with your loved ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  text-align: left; "  &gt;Woke up from my sleep last Sunday, I quickly brush my teeth and wear my contact lenses. My sister suddenly came to my room and asked me what am I doing ? I simply answer with "I don't know". Well I got no plan at all since Papa and Mama went to&lt;span class="Apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;menghantar pengantin&lt;/i&gt; (the bride was my neighbour in Wangsa Maju 15 years ago) somewhere in Bukit Belacan and already left the house at 10am. Please noted that I am now an insomniac and will only wake up from sleep at noon. =.= She asked me to bake the egg tart with her. How can I refuse that. I love egg tart ! :) I got no picture on the progress and I got no recipe to share. Sorry but all I can tell you is that my sister got the recipe from YouTube. Hee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  text-align: left; "  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wXZxP_JuLs/Ti2ZuHyNjnI/AAAAAAAABZY/QBuD7th4LiU/s1600/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wXZxP_JuLs/Ti2ZuHyNjnI/AAAAAAAABZY/QBuD7th4LiU/s400/DSC_0135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633327726553042546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here is the result of our egg tart. :) Superb ! The taste ? Much more delicious than the bakery shop. LOL. Seriously it tastes so good. My brother thought that we bought it somewhere. Well hey, your sisters both doing it okayyy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  text-align: left; "&gt;To be true, I love cooking more than baking. But still, I am enjoying every bits of baking. :) And I like to play with the dough and somehow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;curi-curi makan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the dough. LOL. Last week we've done something with cream cheese. I forgot the name (and I can't even find it on the web. Oh no ! Have to search it one by one. -,-). Got the recipe from Kraft Philadelphia's website. So yummy ! :D The taste just nice and not so sweet. Thanks to my sister who loves baking so much and drag me into this together. Hee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Forgot to tell that I've broke my spectacles. T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-42142603120764494?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/42142603120764494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=42142603120764494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/42142603120764494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/42142603120764494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-will-be-great.html' title='The day will be great....'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7wXZxP_JuLs/Ti2ZuHyNjnI/AAAAAAAABZY/QBuD7th4LiU/s72-c/DSC_0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1273136811975889029</id><published>2011-07-22T03:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T02:23:39.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody's changing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: -webkit-auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;...and I don't feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Nothing much to say. I'm still awake to  help Mama early on this morning. I may not sleep now or else I'm not  going to wake up to help her. So, better I stay awake rather than  sleeping tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrOUB_3ZF6Y/Tih_BbLKRBI/AAAAAAAABZQ/QV7mmLGlW7A/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 111px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrOUB_3ZF6Y/Tih_BbLKRBI/AAAAAAAABZQ/QV7mmLGlW7A/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631890996477969426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my status yesterday in Facebook. Credit to "Lie to Me" drama  for that. A girl who is still love her ex and came back 3 years after  they're breaking up longing to get back together. But the man he loves  already fall for someone else when she came back. One of their friends  told her that "do not look at him as in the past 3 years, but try to  look at him now". That reminds me of everybody's changing. You may not  change your feeling towards him/her, but he/she always can. :) So, love  them for what they are now. Do not compare them to their past. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;p/s: quarter of the heart says he is still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1273136811975889029?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1273136811975889029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1273136811975889029&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1273136811975889029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1273136811975889029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/07/everybodys-changing.html' title='Everybody&apos;s changing...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrOUB_3ZF6Y/Tih_BbLKRBI/AAAAAAAABZQ/QV7mmLGlW7A/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6898759172112923742</id><published>2011-07-20T03:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T02:22:30.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you still think of the old one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;..how can you get a new one ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see, I've changed my blog's layout. Well, a simple one from blogger itself. And I also added a page of contact where I put my Facebook and Twitter links. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*****************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember the previous post I've made about the dreams that I got ? Of him ? After I text-ed him that day, the dreams doesn't haunted me anymore. Alhamdulillah. :) But, from a few reliable sources, I found out that he had an accident few weeks later (after I text-ed him). If I'm not mistaken, he already recovered from his injuries. Alhamdulillah. Maybe it just a coincidence that I dream about him for few times and what have I thought became true. But who knows the truth right ? It makes me think and think and think a lot of it. Who cares about what am I thinking ? Nahh ! No one. Just hope he will always be fine and take care of himself well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I miss my Kepochis. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6898759172112923742?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6898759172112923742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6898759172112923742&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6898759172112923742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6898759172112923742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-you-still-think-of-old-one.html' title='If you still think of the old one...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-2448379721606281813</id><published>2011-07-17T00:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T03:54:00.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything happens...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been few days since my emotional post. Nothing to be mumbling about. I got the idea but don't have the time to post (or in other words, I am lazy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;17th of July&lt;/b&gt;...supposed that we're now in Bandung, just arrived all the way from Jakarta on 16th evening, but unfortunately, here we are, still in MALAYSIA. Sadly to say that we had to burn all the tickets. :( 2 of us (FaThirah and Zarifah) need to attend the PTD M41's exam on 16th. Have to admit that we can only plan, but everything is determined by Allah. There's always &lt;i&gt;hikmah&lt;/i&gt; behind all that. InsyaAllah we gonna make it some other time.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk about &lt;i&gt;hikmah&lt;/i&gt;, alhamdulillah, I got two free passes to watch the Malaysia vs Arsenal on 13th of July live in Bukit Jalil National Stadium from MixFM. Weehoo. 13th is supposed to be the day we flew to Jakarta and I got this opportunity to watch Arsenal. Are you crazy ? This is awesome ! Thank you so much Mix FM for the two free passes. At first I was intended to bring my only brother along with me since we both are Arsenal's fan but he just can't make it. Work, who can escape that ? Hmm ! It gave me few times to think who I wanna bring since my mum refused to follow. Ceit. I already got this name in mind before I decided to invite her along and YES I brought her with me that night, Caca. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpK_RSAGaiQ/TiHVKRElpyI/AAAAAAAABX4/Gk2cPzADjGY/s1600/Untitled.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpK_RSAGaiQ/TiHVKRElpyI/AAAAAAAABX4/Gk2cPzADjGY/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630015381547886370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See how many people likes it. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Call me lame or whatever but that was the first time I watch a football match with a very big crowd in the stadium and most them are male ! Woohoo ! What a great experience eh ? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoeDTqpYNN0/TiHdf3vib2I/AAAAAAAABYA/KkGZlIJ13Nw/s400/P7132643.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630024548798852962" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Walked to the field. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gojzk-JTDVc/TiHdgApZHkI/AAAAAAAABYI/cmrIYBntvjI/s400/P7132651.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630024551188995650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Lineup, taking pictures. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzLM8skalcg/TiHdgRUdOKI/AAAAAAAABYQ/8a2OWXUgw4I/s400/P7132656.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630024555664586914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;First half just about to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KR1OOmlkxI8/TiHdgpeERPI/AAAAAAAABYY/GQYXvpamzFQ/s400/P7132661.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630024562147345650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Penalty by Aaron Ramsey bring the first goal of Arsenal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aKW8oqrtVT8/TiHdg0eMHOI/AAAAAAAABYg/md40d5yTXUM/s400/P7132682.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630024565100649698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Finished ! Spot the no. 8 ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Sorry but I don't have many pictures of them playing. Too excited and focus on the game. LOL. Well done Arsenal, 4-0. And also Harimau Malaya, I actually hope that they can break the score but luck wasn't with them. It's okay, at least there's few try from them. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TspMPmUn8_w/TiHmQ8HBgSI/AAAAAAAABZI/HwL_ix7QGlI/s1600/P7132665.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TspMPmUn8_w/TiHmQ8HBgSI/AAAAAAAABZI/HwL_ix7QGlI/s400/P7132665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630034187877712162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Extra excitement. lol. I swear the one who wear the Malaysia's jersey is handsome and got a very nice body.  lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIZgZiLy2HU/TiHmPtkZCsI/AAAAAAAABZA/SBMtH7Ayogw/s1600/P7132669.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XIZgZiLy2HU/TiHmPtkZCsI/AAAAAAAABZA/SBMtH7Ayogw/s400/P7132669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630034166794488514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hiding the double chin ! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpBCsl2I_rg/TiHmPXufOzI/AAAAAAAABY4/dvlnW4Xed-I/s1600/P7132688.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpBCsl2I_rg/TiHmPXufOzI/AAAAAAAABY4/dvlnW4Xed-I/s400/P7132688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630034160931257138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me in the stadium ! XD Oh, sorry for the excited face of mine. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yQsyBOnUurU/TiHmPCRGx7I/AAAAAAAABYw/iZxjv-lBliU/s1600/P7132711.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yQsyBOnUurU/TiHmPCRGx7I/AAAAAAAABYw/iZxjv-lBliU/s400/P7132711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630034155170875314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Most of Malaysians wearing Red that night but supporting the Yellow. lol. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back where we belong. Even though we love Arsenal but Malaysian Team always in our heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C8_7JKWBFIM/TiHmOp_2c2I/AAAAAAAABYo/xFTG9fBWGyA/s1600/P7132707.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C8_7JKWBFIM/TiHmOp_2c2I/AAAAAAAABYo/xFTG9fBWGyA/s400/P7132707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630034148656051042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The final score. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks MixFM again for the two free passes. Even it's only a Free Seating ticket but I'm satisfied enough. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: why am I missing you now ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-2448379721606281813?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/2448379721606281813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=2448379721606281813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/2448379721606281813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/2448379721606281813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/07/everything-happens.html' title='Everything happens...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpK_RSAGaiQ/TiHVKRElpyI/AAAAAAAABX4/Gk2cPzADjGY/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4001131313024644536</id><published>2011-07-12T19:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T20:52:54.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;graduate in September. InsyaAllah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be frank, I only cry twice for the results that I got which are when I was in Standard 6 and when I was in Form 3 -- I don't even cry for my C5 Biology in SPM (don't ask me why). But last night I just couldn't help myself crying for the results that I got for my Industrial Training. I feel like my past 2 months in MOF went for nothing. It's not that I'm not grateful. I am grateful for the results that I got since it doesn't disturb my current CGPA. But please, I'm the only one who get a B+ ? Okay speechless. I came early to work (as early as 7.40am), I get back from work after 5pm, I submitted my report earlier than my other friends, I've made corrections for my log book just like she wanted me to do and I do everything that needed ! I don't know where have I done wrong. Maybe my report ? I just don't know. Maybe I'm not deserve to get an A for my industrial training ? What a big mess in my head. I need an explanation for that but I have no guts to ask her. So, I decided to appeal for a re-check on my reports and all. Just hope that luck will be with me. Whatever I'm gonna get after this, I hope I will be satisfy, at least I fight for it and not just looking at it with 1001 questions in my head asking what are my mistakes. My frustration last night was beyond the frustration that I got last 3 years of being left. This is my future ! I've try so hard to take care of my reputation, my university's reputation in that 2 months and I only get a B+ for that ? Maybe you guys will think that the B+ is already good enough. Perhaps, yes. But that B+ come along with 6 units. I don't mind if it only takes 1, 2 or 3 unit but 6 units ? You don't know how much it will impact your CGPA. And one more thing, I don't want my future employer to see my transcript with a B+ for my Industrial Training. That will bring me a very bad luck in finding jobs. :( I never cry for my results since my first semester in UKM but this final semester seriously give me a bad headache. Just hope everything will be okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it is, with the results coming out last night, and with the Convocation's fees settled, I'm officially done with my Degree and going to graduate by the end of September. InsyaAllah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all the support everyone, especially my mum who accompany me this evening to settled everything in UKM, my family,  my dear friends who called, tweet-ed, skype-ed and sms-ed me last night and also today. I was blessed to have you all in my life. Thank you so much. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: pms mode !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4001131313024644536?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4001131313024644536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4001131313024644536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4001131313024644536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4001131313024644536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-going-to.html' title='I&apos;m going to...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-650842058023887538</id><published>2011-07-11T01:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T19:56:43.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is not necessarily to be together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...sometimes you just have to let it go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum and big sister said that I'm getting lazier since I got back from my internship. Am I ? -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if I look through all, yes I am lazy and being so procrastinate with everything. What to do with this eh ? Don't know why but I'm just too lazy to do anything at home. Urghh. It pissed me off sometimes, but I didn't do anything bout that at all. T_T  HELP ME !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have to talk much, enough with these few words that describe everything I wanted to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love can not blinded us but we always thought we are. You can be blinded by love but please don't be fool by love. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Parents or a lover ? You should already know which one should you choose. Parents know the best. Always.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The most precious treasures in this world are your parents, your siblings, your family. How good or bad they are, they always share the same blood with yours. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How one person can ruins your happiness.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn to Allah in everything, you'll feel much much better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Got a lot to say but I don't know who to starts. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-650842058023887538?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/650842058023887538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=650842058023887538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/650842058023887538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/650842058023887538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/07/love-is-not-necessarily-to-be-together.html' title='Love is not necessarily to be together...'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1725463934055616360</id><published>2011-07-09T01:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T02:45:00.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moon.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to watch the moon and sometimes I talked to it. When the heart feels lonely, when the heart is in the state of anger or whenever the heart is struck by some good memories or moments. Looking at the moon, hoping that he/she will looking at it too, right ? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep listening to Talking to the Moon by Bruno Mars lately. Frankly, I don't really listen to his songs (that's explained why am I quite late listen to this song) not like the girls out there do. So, when I said I listen to his song this once, you should be proud of me. LOL. Seriously I just feel me in this song. Or maybe I am before. But I do love the tone, the music, the lyrics. Seriously I'm currently addicted to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Dear Moon, don't let the morning comes, let the darkness keep surround, let it be lonely, just like me"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the poem by Khalil Gibran, '&lt;i&gt;sepi&lt;/i&gt;', my favourite of all. Yes, I only know the poem when I watched '&lt;i&gt;sepi&lt;/i&gt;' but I just love the poem and I memorized each and every word of the poem. Believe me, I'm not the person who will memorize something that doesn't really meaningful to me. If I do, there's something in it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mystery the moon, a hole in the sky, a supernatural night light"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella Luna by Jason Mraz also win my heart. Same as Bruno Mars I don't really listen to Mraz but this song is different. Well, this song is given by someone before and now it quite meaningless to me. But still, I keep listening to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How this moon's song/poem haunted me eh ? :p And how moon can allure me in many ways. Distract me when I walk, make me look at it through the car's window whenever I'm not driving. Haha. Some people would love the rainbow, but I prefer the moon. Just don't know why. The phase of the moon is just like the phase of human being. From zero to hero and from hero to zero. :) I actually got the point but quite lazy to elaborate more here. 2.40am already. How time flies and I don't realize I've typed more than an hour ! Shall stop now. Bye !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: some people are just blinded by love till they don't know how to differentiate the positive and negative impacts of what they're doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1725463934055616360?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1725463934055616360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1725463934055616360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1725463934055616360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1725463934055616360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/07/moon.html' title='moon.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6914580182857911059</id><published>2011-07-04T00:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T03:32:09.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Klana Resort.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spend my first week of being unemployed successfully as Mama's official driver last week. lol. Never mind, at least I'm out of the house for a while. Keh2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My weekend is filled by &lt;i&gt;Forum Generasi Muda&lt;/i&gt; at Klana Resort, Seremban. Well, we doesn't represent any organisation or agency, it is only me and my other friends want to spend our weekend there. (&lt;i&gt;Sambil menyelam, minum air &lt;/i&gt;they said. :p) Even though we don't have much time to chat together, only listening to the forum, being emotional in the group discussion. But we enjoy the golden time together before we barely seen each other after this. How sad to say this. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are 10 of us from UKM that personally came, 7 from IR (me, FaThirah, Shahir, Zulaika, Suraiza, Palie and Joann), 2 from FUU (Acap and Haris) and 1 from FST (Aifat). :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the picture talk itself even if I don't have much of them. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8fvaIFatxg/ThNcqU6_KjI/AAAAAAAABWo/-qMb6tI28PA/s400/IMG_9703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625942241756260914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Here is the view from my room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;809, Klana Resort. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glad that we got this room even if we need to climb up and down the stairs to go to the lobby. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0CnzuS3kiBI/ThNcqrePm3I/AAAAAAAABWw/XcxhL-ngFko/s400/IMG_9707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625942247809719154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Morning bell is reserved for this ! A newspaper by the way. Eheh. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hrqVN_EUzU/ThNcqxBSjLI/AAAAAAAABW4/r1UVBBm1SEo/s400/IMG_9711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625942249298889906" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Oh, it's Shabeery Chik. Ignore him, just read the backdrop. Keh2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cHUChrfElSI/ThNcq24PnGI/AAAAAAAABXA/Zj7_kq4cDR8/s400/IMG_9736.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625942250871561314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Second from right (with the curtain a lil bit open), that's our room ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2oOecV-fNyc/ThNcrJy2xJI/AAAAAAAABXI/UnDR1jC3IM0/s400/IMG_9729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625942255949235346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;The girls (excluding Joann) at 8th ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGHE9TZQqeQ/ThNeSl7ZJWI/AAAAAAAABXY/QznZEkzLMCk/s1600/IMG_9742.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGHE9TZQqeQ/ThNeSl7ZJWI/AAAAAAAABXY/QznZEkzLMCk/s400/IMG_9742.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625944033027761506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SwZ_5IedRPY/ThNeSWJNluI/AAAAAAAABXQ/ytiIOYiqmpw/s1600/IMG_9741.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SwZ_5IedRPY/ThNeSWJNluI/AAAAAAAABXQ/ytiIOYiqmpw/s400/IMG_9741.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625944028790757090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The roommates. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6SDnNUhZ0Y/ThNf7JaiHTI/AAAAAAAABXw/Fv93Wzlh6Uk/s1600/P7022611.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6SDnNUhZ0Y/ThNf7JaiHTI/AAAAAAAABXw/Fv93Wzlh6Uk/s400/P7022611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625945829260008754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, Tun M also coming for a Luncheon Talk with the youth. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxPlaMg3pkA/ThNf6kYrRHI/AAAAAAAABXg/zqvcSPIHKZE/s1600/P7022591.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xxPlaMg3pkA/ThNf6kYrRHI/AAAAAAAABXg/zqvcSPIHKZE/s400/P7022591.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625945819320108146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's Suhaimi Sulaiman in the middle (if you still remember him as the MHI host before and now he's with Astro Awani).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joann as the panelist. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't know what have I got from this forum. LOL. Seriously I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just hate how the youth at the forum trying to get an attention. Believe me, we got our own reason why we didn't get involved in any &lt;i&gt;Belia&lt;/i&gt;'s activity especially in their organisation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. They are too matured for their age. 24 but think like a 40. Oh, sorry but I'm so not into them. They're just so boring. zzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. They think that when they got a position as a President of any club,they are too good till it's hard for them to hear anyone's better than them. :@)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Talk much, less action. LOL !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;THEY TALK RUBBISH AND PROUD OF IT. WELL, THEY GIVE AN IDEA THAT DON'T HAVE ANY BASIS, NO VALID SOURCES. CAN YOU PLEASE READ FIRST THEN ONLY YOU CAN SAY IT PROUDLY. YOU GOT THE IDEA BUT YOU DON'T HAVE THE PROOF.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry, but I'm just being honest. I'm so not into them. (That's explained why I didn't make friend with any of them). LOL. Anyway, some of them are just great (when I said great that means they are brilliant with ideas and their knowledge is good as well) and nice. BUT most of them, sorry to say, I don't adore them at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All I got there was precious time with my friends. :) That's all !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: We didn't get the chance to swim in the swimming pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/2402293130779785953-6914580182857911059?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6914580182857911059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6914580182857911059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6914580182857911059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6914580182857911059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/07/klana-resort.html' title='Klana Resort.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d8fvaIFatxg/ThNcqU6_KjI/AAAAAAAABWo/-qMb6tI28PA/s72-c/IMG_9703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-8602990471080560313</id><published>2011-06-29T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T11:20:27.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking to the moon.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, I finally submit my Industrial Training report on Monday. Meaning that I'm officially unemployed. Give me a month or two to rest please. Hehe. :) Even though I feel quite mad with Cik Marina's sudden decision to collect her supervisees' report on Monday, but otherwise, I'm so thankful to her for making me rapidly done my report and no need to think about it anymore. :D Oh, I feel so freeeee. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still...I miss my routine for the last two months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waking up as early as 6.30am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleeping as early as 10-11pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having breakfast, lunch and dinner without fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep arguing with Azzam bout the pillows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sleep with the air conditioner till morning but usually I suddenly awake at 4-5am and then turn it off, turn on the fan. Can't bear the coldness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought food from Pasar Malam Putrajaya for two every Tuesday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a bath in the morning without using the water heater. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh and so many more. 2 months went away just like that !  How time flies and in a week plus time we're going to Jakarta. I feel like only yesterday I booked the ticket and we haven't ready yet. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: YM-ing with Zarifah -- longing for updates ! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-8602990471080560313?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/8602990471080560313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=8602990471080560313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8602990471080560313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8602990471080560313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/06/talking-to-moon.html' title='Talking to the moon.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-8072994874091502855</id><published>2011-06-22T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:19:57.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's the final countdown !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my final week and I just can't wait for it to be done. Weehoo !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kak Iza:&lt;/b&gt; Ainaa, last &lt;i&gt;bila dekat sini&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Minggu ni &lt;/i&gt;last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kak Iza: &lt;/b&gt;Ha'ah, &lt;i&gt;minggu ni&lt;/i&gt; last week, &lt;i&gt;minggu depan apa pula&lt;/i&gt; ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; This week ! Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kak Iza:&lt;/b&gt; Haa, &lt;i&gt;ni lah budak&lt;/i&gt; graduate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me:&lt;/b&gt; Hahaha !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, she got me ! haha. Supposed I'm saying that this is my FINAL week and not my LAST week. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last Tuesday I went out with some of Fiscal's officers for a farewell of Puan Rosnita, my supervisor and also me. We're both having our final week here in MOF. Puan treat us for lunch at JM Bariani, Alamanda. Thanks Puan ! Having such a great moment with them. Brought my MJU1010 along and yeah we did take some picture together. :) Again, thanks Puan and all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's my last day here in Macro as well as MOF. I feel such a relief that I finally done with my Industrial Training and the most important thing...done with UKM thingy ! I'm freeeeee ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But before that I need to finish up my LI report first. I've planned with FaThirah and Zarifah to submit it by this Wednesday and thinking of having some good time together after that. But then, Izzah told me that Cik Marina has emailed and asked us, her supervisees to submit it on Monday. Congratulations Cik Marina, you know how to ruined people's plans and moods. :|&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UnHCSbG92xI/TgPwLfKf7PI/AAAAAAAABWY/zSqNlqTwXBM/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621600840023272690" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Again..she misspell my email address and I didn't get the email. Thanks Izzah for forwarding it to me. Read the sentences that I've underlined. She wants to read the report in DETAIL. Come on. 6 units and if I'm not mistaken the grade will be counted in our CGPA. I know and I believe that my report won't be as good as she expected. She got her own standard of log book and I believe the report as well. :| Ohhh, I've calculated the CGPA if she didn't give me an A for LI. The lowest I should get is B+ because my CGPA won't be affected. If I got a B, then my CGPA will fall. For now, I only can pray to Allah that she won't do that to me and her other supervisees. And also, I hope I can do better in my report. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: praying hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-8072994874091502855?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/8072994874091502855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=8072994874091502855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8072994874091502855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8072994874091502855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-final-countdown.html' title='it&apos;s the final countdown !'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UnHCSbG92xI/TgPwLfKf7PI/AAAAAAAABWY/zSqNlqTwXBM/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4679221886206113129</id><published>2011-06-19T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T03:30:41.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kata hati.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Salam semua. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hari ni nak berblog dalam Bahasa Melayu. Mungkin, lebih mudah untuk memperkatakan, lebih mudah untuk menginterpretasikan. :) Mereka kata, jangan pernah terlalu mudah memberikan cinta dan jangan pula terlalu payah memberi cinta. Bagaimana sebenarnya ? Cinta yang benar itu tidak perlu dicari, ia akan datang dengan sendirinya. Tapi masih juga tidak dapat membendung diri untuk sentiasa mencari yang terbaik kan, untuk memiliki hati sendiri ? Terkadang terlalu alpa sehingga tidak nampak bahawasanya dia sudah ada di depan mata. Terkadang terlalu yakin bahawa dialah orangnya. Siapa sebenarnya kita untuk lebih mengetahuinya ? :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lama rasanya tak berbicara mengenai hati. Mungkin tiada apa yang dapat diperkatakan mengenainya. Tiada sebarang perkembangan di hati, yang ada hanyalah kenangan lalu. Sejak akhir-akhir ini banyak bermimpi tentang dia. Ya, dia lagi. Pasti anda merasakan bahawa saya ada memikirkan tentang dia pada siang saya dan sebelum tidur saya. Jujurnya, langsung tiada. Saya juga tidak mengerti mengapa, bingung. Jika sekali, itu seperti kebiasaannya apabila tarikh-tarikh tertentu sudah dekat, tetapi tidak pula kali ini. Hampir selang dua hari dia muncul di dalam mimpi saya dan setiap mimpi itu adalah berbeza. Saya tidak mengerti mengapa, keliru. Apakah tandanya ini ? Barangkali Allah nak uji saya, keutuhan saya terhadap keputusan yang dibuat beberapa bulan lalu. Untuk lebih melegakan hati saya, saya sms&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; dia dan bertanyakan khabarannya. Hanya itu dan tidak lebih. Menurunkan ego saya, tak mampu rasanya berdepan dengan persoalan di kala ini.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;Ikhwan, I've been dreaming about you lately. I don't have any idea why. &lt;i&gt;Awak okay &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;je kan ?&lt;/i&gt; I know it's been ages I didn't meet or contacting you. Sorry. Hope you're just doing great."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Ok je&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jawapan dia...hanya ringkas dan pendek. Terbit juga rasa kesal dan kecewa, tapi dipujuk hati dan mengabaikannya sebaik boleh. Tak perlu mengulas panjang, bertahun mengenalinya, begitulah fiilnya. :) Rasa sedikit lega bila dapat jawapannya, apa pun yang akan terjadi selepas ni, saya redha. Saya sudah cuba berkali-kali membetulkan keadaan yang rasanya agak kekok ini, tetapi dia masih tetap menegakkan egonya. Tidak mahu menuding jari. Sebelum menyalahkan sesiapa, kena lihat dan perbetulkan diri sendiri dahulu. :) Saya tidak nampak jalan penyelesaiannya di sini. Kita biarkan masa yang menentukannya...nanti.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: bulan itu tidak menyinar seperti dulu lagi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4679221886206113129?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4679221886206113129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4679221886206113129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4679221886206113129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4679221886206113129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/kata-hati.html' title='kata hati.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-519924253779060531</id><published>2011-06-17T13:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T03:00:52.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming home. :)</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally I got the chance to open up my blog and online. Gosh ! So many updated entries and I haven't read any. Blame the broken monitor and I have to wait for few days before I get the new one. --" So, I am now in Macro Section. To be true, I'm not enjoying much here. It's not because of the staffs and officers (or probably it is ?) but the function of Macro itself.  For me Macro is so much for the economic student and they're focusing more on the domestic. Wait, domestic ? Yes and I am an international relations student. Does it really make sense ? Not really. =.= I'm quite blur and really don't feel me in this section. I love the Level 8 sections more, International and Fiscal. :) The officers here in Macro are nice and kind to me but they are quite matured I guess that makes me feel uncomfortable a bit. Don't worry, praise to Allah for giving me an ability to easily get along with people. I'm just okay to be around them. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday my supervisor from the university came, Cik Marina she is. My heart beat quite fast while waiting for her since she's quite '&lt;i&gt;skema&lt;/i&gt;' in giving marks (as I heard 2 of my classmates has  failed in her subject). I'm just about to call her when she suddenly called me and said that she's already in MOF's south block. I quickly went to downstairs and invite her to came along with me. Alhamdulillah, everything went smoothly and I would to thank Puan Kupp so much for all the compliments. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"She's a pleasant girl and she's always smiling to everyone."&lt;/b&gt; -Puan Kupp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She keep saying that to Cik Marina yesterday. And I guess Cik Marina also satisfied with everything ? Hehe. I hope so. :)  Only about my English and log book that being the issues yesterday. hehe. Other than that, Puan Kupp helps me a lot ! Thank you so much Puan Kupp ! And also Cik Marina, thank you for coming. Just hope you won't be too harsh in giving marks for our LI. huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week left for my LI to end. Seriously I can't wait for that. I can just lazing around at home while hunting for jobs. I can eat mama's cook everyday and all. Ohhhhhh my home sweet home. :) How good to be home finally after almost 7 years I have to stay in the hostel (starting I was in form 4) and only come back for a while. Heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DEAR ALL, I'M COMING HOME NEXT WEEK. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: JPA already banked in the money in my UKM student account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-519924253779060531?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/519924253779060531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=519924253779060531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/519924253779060531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/519924253779060531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/06/coming-home.html' title='coming home. :)'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5612755514272464133</id><published>2011-06-07T15:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T12:31:05.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results supposed to be coming out tomorrow on 8th of June. But as usual, me and FaThirah will find out it first by sms. LOL. We already knew our results yesterday evening. XD The results wasn't that good but wasn't that bad too. Just so-so and the most important thing is that I've passed. Only this LI thingy left then I'm done with my first degree. Hee. InshaAllah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Million thanks to my supervisor for the thesis. I don't expect much but a B+ already made my day. Thank you Dr for all the assistance and advices. I really appreciate everything and happy to be under your supervision. I'm one of the luckiest student to be chosen by you. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also million thanks to my 4 semester lecturer for giving me an A- for my French level 4. Thinking of taking Delf. But, hold on first. Wait until I got my own salary then I'll pay for that test. Why should I waste my 4 semesters learning French isn't it ? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And others, alhamdulillah... :) Want to know my full result since first semester ? Don't you ever think of that ! I'm not gonna tell. haha. Already enough if I tell you that it's above 3 and below 3.5. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...these are all the subjects I'd  learn throughout my 6 semesters:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ko-kurikulum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Rekreasi Luar I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Rekreasi Luar II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Kursus Pengurusan Persatuan I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Kursus Pengurusan Persatuan II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pilihan Bebas (elektif)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Bahasa Perancis Asas I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Bahasa Perancis Asas II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Bahasa Perancis Pertengahan I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Bahasa Perancis Pertengahan II&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Bahasa Isyarat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Fotografi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wajib Major&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-weight: bold; white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Pendekatan Hubungan Antarabangsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Pengantar Pengajian Strategi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Teori dan Konsep Hubungan Antarabangsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Organisasi Antarabangsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Diplomasi dan Dasar Luar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Pengantar Politik Ekonomi Antarabangsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Perbandingan Regionalisme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Isu Keselamatan Antarabangsa bukan Tradisional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Keselamatan dan Dasar Luar Malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Pengajian Konflik Antarabangsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Politik Ekonomi Antarabangsa Asia Pasifik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Kuasa-kuasa Besar Asia Pasifik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Dasar Luar Negara Asia Tenggara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Undang-undang Antarabangsa dan Politik Dunia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Alam Sekitar dan Hubungan Antarabangsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wajib Pusat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Evolusi Politik Malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Evolusi Pemikiran Falsafah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Kedinamikan Sistem Antarabangsa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wajib Fakulti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-weight: bold; white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Teknologi Maklumat untuk Sains Sosial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Ketrampilan Berbahasa dan Berkomunikasi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Pengantar Sains Sosial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Bahasa Inggeris untuk Sains Sosial&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Metodologi Penyelidikan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Pengantar Falsafah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Latihan Ilmiah (Tesis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wajib Universiti&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-weight: bold; white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Tamadun Islam dan Tamadun Asia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Hubungan Etnik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Latihan Industri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wajib Universiti (Liberal)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="font-weight: bold; white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Kritikan Seni Tampak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Kepimpinan dan Kemahiran Interpersonal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all the lecturers for teaching me. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Different people, different perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5612755514272464133?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5612755514272464133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5612755514272464133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5612755514272464133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5612755514272464133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/06/results.html' title='results.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5673638428987907719</id><published>2011-06-07T08:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T15:37:02.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tummy.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the third week I am here in Fiscal and I've started my week with a pettish tummy. :( Been walked up and down to the toilet for few times yesterday. Not even yesterday but the day before, it already started. Diarrhea and few times feel like puking. T_T Thought that today the tummy will behave nicely but still when I woke up this morning, I got diarrhea again. I don't know what is wrong with her. :| Be nice to me please, my "&lt;i&gt;bunch&lt;/i&gt;" tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week as my second week in fiscal, the PTDs treat me for lunch again, but this time around we had steamboat at Johnny's. :) Thanks a bunch Puan Zurliza, Puan Izarydah, Puan Muazlinda, Puan Dayana, Cik Faung and Cik Syikin. Auwhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I arrived home from work yesterday, Azzam was crying out loud, he refused to get bath. =.= To please him and make him stop crying, he asked me to bath him. Well that my first time bath a baby boy. Quite awkward but I have to. To hear him crying, I'm gonna get migraine because he's not crying but SCREAMING. Is that what you want to hear when you come back from work ? HELL NO. Ohh Azzam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Shahir met himself in future: En. Fareeedzal. ! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5673638428987907719?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5673638428987907719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5673638428987907719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5673638428987907719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5673638428987907719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/06/tummy.html' title='tummy.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-8126602853935142122</id><published>2011-06-02T08:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:48:00.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomly typed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh, it's June already. How time flies. I feel like only yesterday I walked out from UKM, checking out from Za'ba and bring back all my things home. Phewhhh. June means, I already been in MOF for a month. Weehee. 22 days left minus another 3 weekends (6 days), so, it's only 16 days left before I'm done with my internship ! Muehehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I got no work to do these few days, I've decided to do some job hunt. There's few I've applied. Hopefully I'm gonna get shortlisted, insyaAllah, Amin. No high expectations, just apply as much as I could. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much to tell here since my days as an industrial trainee makes my life quite unbounded. LOL. My working days are filled by 9 hours of staying in the office, back home watching tv until 10pm or 11pm, then I'm off to sleep. No hanging out with friends, no staying up late in the night and not even online while I'm at home. It's not that there's no internet at my cousin's house. Only that I have no mood to open up my Mr. Asus. Sometimes I do feel that there's no need for me to bring Mr. Asus to Bangi because I only open it up in weekend which is when I'm in Selayang. Haha. =.= But still, I'm taking him to bangi. Cehhh. Same goes to my GoGear Vibe which I only use it in the car, there's no more lullaby before I sleep as at 9pm I already keep yawning. Just lying on the bed and that's it, bye world, I'm in la la land already. LOL. I'm having difficulties to sleep before. Alhamdulillah now I am not ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I change my Twitter setting to HTTPS. Damn it. Now my old pc can't load it. How am I gonna entertain self ? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-8126602853935142122?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/8126602853935142122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=8126602853935142122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8126602853935142122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8126602853935142122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/06/randomly-typed.html' title='randomly typed.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7289162094177572513</id><published>2011-05-31T14:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:17:58.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spend my morning today with &lt;a href="http://secondsanctuary.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Captain of the Universe"&lt;/a&gt;. :) I first found her blog last year (if I'm not mistaken), don't really remember when and how. But I do amused by the comics she made through her experiences. lol. My favorite ? &lt;a href="http://secondsanctuary.blogspot.com/2010/06/awkward-situation-scenario-2.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. All this while I only be her silent reader and today I finally follow her blog. :) Sorry but hard for me to follow other's blog. It's only because I don't want to messing up my dashboard with all new entries that I myself don't have time to read them. haha. I'll feel guilt if I don't. (mental crisis) :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's been so plain, so slow and so bored. I come to the office for nothing. I've wasted my 9 hours without doing anything (I don't think I'm gonna get any work until 5pm). Haihh~ Give me any work please. It's my pleasure to do them all (for now, instead of looking at the pc, twitter-ing and blogging). :/ Screw that ! I'm going to &lt;i&gt;Pasar Malam&lt;/i&gt; after work. Hunting for fooooooood. Hehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping that I'm not going anywhere this weekend (unless my Anaconda didn't follow her mum to Kuantan. hehe). It's been so many times she asked to meet her up but each time, I already got plans to do. Sorry. :( I'll make myself free this few weekends okay ? hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: results ? I'm scared. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7289162094177572513?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7289162094177572513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7289162094177572513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7289162094177572513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7289162094177572513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-3980199025067370707</id><published>2011-05-27T07:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:55:28.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sooner or later.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fresh entry in the morning. I already in MOF as early as 7.35am to dodge the congestion in Presint 2. Blame the "&lt;i&gt;Himpunan Sejuta Belia&lt;/i&gt;" for blocking my way and parking for the event this weekend. :( Ohh, despite that &lt;i&gt;stupid&lt;/i&gt; blocking road, I wanna promote the event. LOL. I've been here looking at the progress everyday and I'm really sure that the event is going to be a nice place you wanna spend your weekend with. But not for me as I'm going back to Penang this evening. Hehe. What a disappointment, right ? But it's okay. I prefer Penang more. Hehe. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, I dream of him again and I'm not sure why he appeared. :S He asked me in the dreams, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Tell me that we're not stranger. Don't do this to me."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; as I passed him by without greet him any. What a strange dream I had as he will never talk that much with me. LOL. Well, it just a dream. It makes me smile in the dream, but it hurts me instead once I woke up from my sleep. :|  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tweeted bout it this morning and see what I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBlZyWjFA4M/Td8geRjQ-tI/AAAAAAAABWM/tUvYLQJK1Ew/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611239365206407890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 69px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Strongly agree with Qilah. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IV4MoXlyM_4/Td7vYjp84eI/AAAAAAAABWE/9MsdjeNb4_Y/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611185390917312994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Haha. Stupid Loco ! and Ard, I actually pretty agree with her. Hmmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;I hope this is the last time. I'm not searching for anyone now. I'm comfortable this way without any commitment I have to give. But who knows what has Allah sets for me. The prince will come at any time, sooner or later, he will still there for me, InshaAllah. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: The booth of &lt;b&gt;Sasuke&lt;/b&gt; quite interesting. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-3980199025067370707?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/3980199025067370707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=3980199025067370707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3980199025067370707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/3980199025067370707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/sooner-or-later.html' title='sooner or later.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MBlZyWjFA4M/Td8geRjQ-tI/AAAAAAAABWM/tUvYLQJK1Ew/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6611772691935313673</id><published>2011-05-26T08:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T14:41:47.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outstanding balance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know how does it feels when you get back from work, then your adorable little nephew smile at you once you open the door and keep calling your name ? I feel like all the tiredness are gone all of sudden. :) "Ty ! Ty ! Ty ! Je ! Je ! Je !" (notes: Aunty = Ty, Anje = Je) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ohh, you're so cute Ahmad Azzam Darwisy&lt;/b&gt; ! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Previous Thursday, I paid my university fees via CIMBClicks. Then I asked Bendahari whether I need to submit the transaction slip to UKM, they said, no need. I wonder how will they know that I am the one who paid since my student account hasn't clear yet until yesterday. Worried, yes ! Ohhh my money. -.- But today, I feel such a relief when the account already cleared. Hehehe. No debt ! (Seriously I don't feel so good to see any outstanding balance in my student account.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BAN6Vahbn5E/Td3yTEpw1KI/AAAAAAAABV8/AT7oYe6Yh2U/s400/hehe.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610907120253850786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 134px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RM0.00 !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Izzah, Shahir and Raudhah at Pizza Hut last Monday since Shahir wants to take his &lt;i&gt;precious &lt;/i&gt;thesis from me. Pizza ? Yes, I'm CRAVING ! Hehe. While waiting for my pizza, they told me that JPA will cover the LI fees. And I was like, what ?! Why Bendahari didn't announce it at e-pelajar what-so-ever. They only stick a notice at Bendahari's counter in UKM ? What do you expect with that ? Huh ! Especially for us who are now having our Industrial Training at different places and not in UKM. Zzzzzz~ If JPA also pay the fees, meaning that, I've overpaid my fees ! After few days, then I realize something, it's okay if we overpaid because we have to  pay for our Convo's fee later on. Phewhhh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: going back to Penang this weekend. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6611772691935313673?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6611772691935313673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=6611772691935313673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6611772691935313673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/6611772691935313673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/outstanding-balance.html' title='Outstanding balance.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BAN6Vahbn5E/Td3yTEpw1KI/AAAAAAAABV8/AT7oYe6Yh2U/s72-c/hehe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1590391610830251878</id><published>2011-05-24T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T15:45:04.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiscal ?</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My second day in Fiscal and Finance Sector went not so well. Feelings ? I like International more (maybe because it's my first week and I still didn't get used the environment). -.-" Seriously, I don't know who's my supervisor. HAHA. But I think the Catherine-alike is the one. LOL. Don't mind, don't care. As well as she doesn't shout at me as she did to others, I'm okay with it. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;**updated: turn out that my supervisor is not the catherine-alike but someone more understanding and soft. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got an email from Cik Marina, forwarded by Bintang Malam actually as Cik Marina misspell my email, so, I don't get the email. It's okay it's okay. Thank you Izzah for forwarding it and informed me about it. She's my supervisor for my Industrial Training (from the university). Meaning that, she's the one who will come and "visit" me at MOF and evaluate me. Zzzz~ Just hope that everything's going to be fine. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Suddenly feel like wanna drink Starbucks. Zzz~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1590391610830251878?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1590391610830251878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1590391610830251878&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1590391610830251878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1590391610830251878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/fiscal.html' title='Fiscal ?'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5015708348059492262</id><published>2011-05-20T08:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T09:42:35.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the last day I am here in International &amp;amp; Services Sector. Mixed feelings. :S Yesterday the PTDs treat me for lunch at Alamanda. Thanks y'alls. :) Had a great afternoon with everyone, Cik Waheeda (the boss), Cik Elanee, Cik Mashitoh and En. Syed (I call them kakak only and Syed as Syed). Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is Friday ! F.I.N.A.L.L.Y. Weeheeeeee~ Home home home home home ! HAHA. Will going back home after Maghrib, InsyaAllah. Then tomorrow my friends and I are going to attend our seniors' wedding at Putrajaya and planning to go to Citrawarna 2011. XD Hope the plan goes well. Amin. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Eat Eclipse Mints all alone is boring without sharing it with classmates. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5015708348059492262?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5015708348059492262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5015708348059492262&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5015708348059492262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5015708348059492262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/friday.html' title='Friday.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4392164164001272543</id><published>2011-05-18T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T16:59:08.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months only.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everybody knows, I already starts my industrial training since 2nd of May. Quite nervous on my first day since I'm the only one from UKM that used to do my intern here this two months. :S But other than that, everything's went well. Alhamdulillah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have 3 supervisors since I'm going to work under 3 sectors of International Economy Division; &lt;strong&gt;3 weeks in International &amp;amp; Services, 3 weeks in Fiscal &amp;amp; Finance and 2 weeks in Macro.&lt;/strong&gt; Phewhhh. Quite tough actually. I already can mingle with the staffs and officers in International &amp;amp; Services but then I have to go through another awkward moment with the staffs and officers in Fiscal and Finance. Same goes to Macro later. :( Huh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is my last week in International &amp;amp; Services. Wow ! How time flies huh ? Three weeks already I am here, meaning that, there's another five weeks remaining for my industrial training. And today I finally got my own temporary security pass. Hehehe. With my face and name on it. XD Ohh, Kak Waheeda (my boss) is planning to treat me for tomorrow's lunch . Weehee. Thank you for being nice to me this few weeks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Two months aren't enough to do industrial training. We need at least 3-4 months !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4392164164001272543?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4392164164001272543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4392164164001272543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4392164164001272543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4392164164001272543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-months-only.html' title='2 months only.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-599360605228554752</id><published>2011-05-18T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T12:31:10.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thesis: submitted !</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from Wesak Public Holiday. Didn't go anywhere yesterday, not even going back to Selayang. Just staying at my cousin's house, need to teach my niece on Bahasa Melayu (and all) since she got mid-year exam starting today. Phewhhh. Hopefully she did well than before. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guys, I know that it's kinda late to tell but I finally finish my thesis right before my industrial training starts (It's two weeks ago). hehehe. Seriously I feel so relieved eventhough the content wasn't that good and I'm not really satisfied with it. I submitted it on the first day of my industrial training. :) Alhamdulillah. Thank you Dr.Kuik for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Stop complaining !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-599360605228554752?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/599360605228554752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=599360605228554752&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/599360605228554752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/599360605228554752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/thesis-submitted.html' title='Thesis: submitted !'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1158048657144512556</id><published>2011-05-16T09:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T03:08:52.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years journey.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been two weeks since my last day in UKM. Seriously I miss every single moments in that place. 3 years and lots of thing happened. From the saddest to the happiest thing, each of them I remember clearly. I've started my journey in UKM with most tragic moment in my life (for now). Being left and you know how hard I am handling that. And also, the loss of my beloved &lt;em&gt;Tok&lt;/em&gt; in November 2008. Not a good year for me, indeed. Then in 2011, I left UKM with very beautiful memories I ever had. :) Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you only knew what the future holds, after a hurricane comes a rainbow."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything my three years (and still counting) friends. You guys coloured my black and white life very nice and beautifully. InsyaAllah I will never forget you guys. :) I think we already knew when and where we gonna have our class reunion ? LOL. (note: epaliepa. ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last week in UKM was actually quite tense since I have to complete my thesis. However, I still manage to have a day-out with my BFFs in UKM. :) Fulfilling Zura's wish to bring her to Low Yat Plaza to buy her graduation gift - Nikon 3100. :) That was the last time before we're going to spend our days and nights together in Jakarta this becoming July. Hee. I seriously can't wait for that. Hoping that there's nothing happen in between that obstruct me from going, insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: love them to bits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1158048657144512556?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1158048657144512556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1158048657144512556&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1158048657144512556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1158048657144512556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/3-years-journey.html' title='3 years journey.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5363225512530334095</id><published>2011-05-15T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T12:20:03.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick update.'/><title type='text'>quick update.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seems like I can't update this week. If you remember clearly, last Thursday the rain fell heavily in Klang Port area, to that, the modem got strike by the lightning and it cannot be use. :( Quite frustrated that I can't online this weekend since it's the only time I can surf the internet this two months. Haih~ It's okay then I'll try to update a.s.a.p. Maybe during lunch hour tomorrow. My supervisor is on leave tomorrow. HOYEAH. :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: 5days in Bangi, 2 days in Selayang for 8 weeks straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5363225512530334095?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5363225512530334095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5363225512530334095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5363225512530334095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5363225512530334095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/quick-update_15.html' title='quick update.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7049485534186946765</id><published>2011-05-10T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T12:20:03.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick update.'/><title type='text'>quick update.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the office by the way. lol. Just trying since no one's here except me. Everyone's busy with the Budget 2012 Consultations by our PM at the Ground Floor. :) Ohh, please don't say that I don't have jobs. I just done with the registrations. So, I come up here because I got nothing else to do downstairs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: praying that I'll work here someday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7049485534186946765?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7049485534186946765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7049485534186946765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7049485534186946765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7049485534186946765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/quick-update_10.html' title='quick update.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-419771563637711812</id><published>2011-05-08T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:28:47.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quick update.'/><title type='text'>quick update.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't update my blog since 23rd April if I'm not mistaken. Promise you next weekend I'll update bout things happened to me this few weeks. Been busy now, sleep early at night and have to wake up early to go to work. -.-" I miss my old life. And I really really miss all my friends in UKM. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I know how work's life looks like. As you already know I'm staying at my cousin's house in Bangi and didn't online whenever I am there. I will only be online on weekend as I'll be in Selayang. :) Take care everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: the awkward moment is when my bestfriends become a lover. We know it could happen but the awkwardness still occur. lol. Whatever it is, we're happy for you guys ! :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-419771563637711812?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/419771563637711812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=419771563637711812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/419771563637711812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/419771563637711812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/05/quick-update.html' title='quick update.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7536475215908345033</id><published>2011-04-27T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T02:07:04.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only if..</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that smiley face should be like this " :( ". Morale down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only if you do understand that I am not here for fun and I put all my time here to do my thesis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I want so bad to be at home at this time since I have to stay in Bangi for another 2 months. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I've took so much time on my thesis. It ain't easy. We don't simply get the data by a project, staying in the lab, see/do the progress. We don't simply get the data by doing some surveys. We need to analyze the articles, lots of articles which you can't even imagine that it's too much for you to read. Hmm~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me strength ya Allah. Really hope I can finish it by Friday. Amin. Then I'm coming home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I'm still working on it. Done with all the chapters but need to edit some. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7536475215908345033?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7536475215908345033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7536475215908345033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7536475215908345033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7536475215908345033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/only-if.html' title='only if..'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5464870107043337966</id><published>2011-04-27T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T02:05:48.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3years.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 years and please don't break it. Accept everything as you can never got someone who is perfectly suits your mood and all. Everyone got their own behaviour that you can't do anything. Because you are too. We're just the same are we ? You don't like this and that at me. And I too, don't like you this and that. LOL. We will never get enough aren't we ? Just let everything go and we will be fine. :) That's what a friend should be...accept all the weakness, pleasure all the kindness. I love my friends. Sorry if I ever being mad at you. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: be nice, don't get mad. :)&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/2402293130779785953-5464870107043337966?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5464870107043337966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5464870107043337966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5464870107043337966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5464870107043337966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/3years.html' title='3years.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7228068668278343387</id><published>2011-04-26T07:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T08:00:39.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>number 31.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think you should read the #100factsaboutme again. To be precise, number 31. Then you'll understand. Seriously I am. But you're lucky enough that I've been so patient that I didn't say anything bad to you. I just let it be. That give me a lesson to not make any plan anymore with you. If you wanna do it, then you just asked me. But if you don't wanna do it or half-heartedly wanna do it whenever I asked you, TELL ME EARLIER. I won't feel this bad. You just spoiled my day, ohh, my morning ! Hmmm ! Thank you very much to you and you. I didn't sleep just to make sure I didn't overslept. Seems like that it's useless ? Ohh sorry that I've being so mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we didn't make it today, so I'm gonna spend the whole day with my thesis and chase after the dateline tomorrow noon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I'm sorry that I have to canceled it due to few reasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7228068668278343387?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7228068668278343387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7228068668278343387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7228068668278343387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7228068668278343387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/number-31.html' title='number 31.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-7946718785484937013</id><published>2011-04-26T01:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T01:52:37.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear all. :)</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, stop trying to think about unnecessary feelings. &lt;b&gt;Please fall in love with the thesis&lt;/b&gt;, I'm begging you. We just have to focus on this for this week only then we are free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear hands&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, please &lt;b&gt;stop clicking on the social networking site&lt;/b&gt;. We need to concentrate typing in the Microsoft Word, so that we can finish on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear eyes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, sleepy no more please. We only have to &lt;b&gt;get through these sleepless nights&lt;/b&gt; until it is time. I'm going to pamper you after we're done on this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear nose&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, please be nice to me. Keep sneezing since yesterday and I'm tired. &lt;b&gt;Mucus, this is not the right time for you to come out&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear body&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, we sleep when we done on this. &lt;b&gt;We're going to rest soon&lt;/b&gt;. I'm sorry that I hurt you so much. 35% left. You know how much I love you. I'm trying my best to finish it as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear mind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, let's &lt;b&gt;think out of box and do it right&lt;/b&gt;. We need to speed up and catch the dateline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear all, let's do this together. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;I love you all.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I'm sick ! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-7946718785484937013?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/7946718785484937013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=7946718785484937013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7946718785484937013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/7946718785484937013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/dear-all.html' title='Dear all. :)'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-8698494189669513659</id><published>2011-04-25T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T16:46:21.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new matric card.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realize that my matric card has been misplaced. Already search it in the car, bag and all but I couldn't find it. :( I think I should just let it be since we almost finish the semester but then I think I might used it to borrow some book from the library and all. So, I decided to go to Wisma Aman. Unfortunately we have to do a police report before I can apply for a new card. zzz~  So off I go with FaThirah to the police station. Just a personal views: I think all the policemen should take a computer lessons or just hire a clerk to type the report. Actually the report can be done in few minutes but seeing the policeman type very slowly makes it done in almost half an hour. -.-" Grrrr ! Done with report, I quickly go to the Wisma Aman again and it only takes few minutes to fill the application form and print the card. I wasted my time at the police station and need to pay RM15 for the new card. Don't care it all, the most important thing is that I got a new card with the same picture. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: sneezing since yesterday. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-8698494189669513659?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/8698494189669513659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=8698494189669513659&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8698494189669513659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/8698494189669513659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-matric-card.html' title='new matric card.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4522110231427412885</id><published>2011-04-24T02:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T02:59:28.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spell my name.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love and very like it when people called me with my full name. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I really turned off when people wrongly spell my name like this -- Aina Amira. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's double A there~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Usually I just let it, but sometimes I feel so annoyed. It's okay for the one who just meet me. But it's so not cool when you already know me for few years and still spell my name like that. zzz~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Love me, love me not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4522110231427412885?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4522110231427412885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4522110231427412885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4522110231427412885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4522110231427412885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/spell-my-name.html' title='spell my name.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-344487397487299772</id><published>2011-04-23T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T00:01:59.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam: done !</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supposed that I'm updating my blog yesterday but since we got a "plan" yesterday, so I postponed it until today. Thus, yesterday was the last paper for all the 6 semesters. Meaning that, only two tasks left to completing all that needed to graduate: the thesis that has been scheduled to be submit by 29th of April and two months of internship. Hip hip hooray ! :) Hopefully I can finish my thesis on time, insyaAllah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just met my SV this morning and  guess what..he asked me and Ika to submit our full draft on 27th of April. Well, I'm just about to start my chapter 4. T_T Go go Ainaa ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: 3 days left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-344487397487299772?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/344487397487299772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=344487397487299772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/344487397487299772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/344487397487299772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/exam-done.html' title='Exam: done !'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-9009305544534430985</id><published>2011-04-20T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T16:22:53.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scenery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that I really really love about my room in Za'ba which I already be here for almost three years is that it got a beautiful scenery when you look out of the window. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ucx5Ravms4o/Ta6WeJe1gyI/AAAAAAAABV0/0cOHBR3W3To/s1600/DSC_0046.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ucx5Ravms4o/Ta6WeJe1gyI/AAAAAAAABV0/0cOHBR3W3To/s400/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597576831553602338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe for you it's just plain scenery but for me the view is really calming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll take a look outside whenever I feel quite tense with works. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jjit1gqQ5GI/Ta6Wd7aZxMI/AAAAAAAABVs/So-oG68e0s8/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jjit1gqQ5GI/Ta6Wd7aZxMI/AAAAAAAABVs/So-oG68e0s8/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597576827776910530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dark outside, by the time I posted this, it's raining heavily outside and the sound of thunder makes me feel so scared. It's too loud and so scary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQlUGIE8Bv8/Ta6WdhthD6I/AAAAAAAABVk/wmu2cfe9EZ8/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQlUGIE8Bv8/Ta6WdhthD6I/AAAAAAAABVk/wmu2cfe9EZ8/s400/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597576820877758370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stairways to &lt;s&gt;heaven&lt;/s&gt; Engineering Faculty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: Shutting down the lappy in few seconds. It's too dangerous to still on the lappy. bye !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-9009305544534430985?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/9009305544534430985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=9009305544534430985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/9009305544534430985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/9009305544534430985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/scenery.html' title='scenery.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ucx5Ravms4o/Ta6WeJe1gyI/AAAAAAAABV0/0cOHBR3W3To/s72-c/DSC_0046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1337262514173013504</id><published>2011-04-19T22:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:26:15.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aini ainaa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just about to start my revision on Foreign Policy but then distracted by Baby N. Heheh ! Sorry notes, I'll read you after this. :p My roommate currently struggling for her paper tomorrow morning but then I dragged her to take some photo with me since I think I don't have many picture with her in this three years. -.-" So here it goes. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KMICCqF967Q/Ta2X9PaDV0I/AAAAAAAABVc/vhL1_yJdHVQ/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KMICCqF967Q/Ta2X9PaDV0I/AAAAAAAABVc/vhL1_yJdHVQ/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597296990255011650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presenting my roommate. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I never post her picture in my blog if I'm not mistaken, right ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lfihV9fjdU/Ta2X81_6W6I/AAAAAAAABVU/sjVX6zILwms/s1600/DSC_0063.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lfihV9fjdU/Ta2X81_6W6I/AAAAAAAABVU/sjVX6zILwms/s400/DSC_0063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597296983434484642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And another picture. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, her name is Aini and I am Ainaa. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qc8c9tWi3UI/Ta2X8RyGNrI/AAAAAAAABVM/xxtr1saxQeA/s1600/DSC_0061.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qc8c9tWi3UI/Ta2X8RyGNrI/AAAAAAAABVM/xxtr1saxQeA/s400/DSC_0061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597296973712864946" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she's all alone. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We both are Selangorian and our blanket's colour coincidentally same as the Selangor flag's colour, red and yellow ! hehehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enough for now, notes are waiting for me. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: the feelings of three years sharing a room is totally different with three years being in the same class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1337262514173013504?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1337262514173013504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1337262514173013504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1337262514173013504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1337262514173013504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/salam-all.html' title='aini ainaa.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KMICCqF967Q/Ta2X9PaDV0I/AAAAAAAABVc/vhL1_yJdHVQ/s72-c/DSC_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1578018318049778614</id><published>2011-04-19T17:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T17:53:08.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old pictures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking into folder by folder in "snappingzone". See what have I found. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Ui4Iuf5fZw/Ta1ZIlZIj5I/AAAAAAAABU8/xfmTEwPaTFk/s1600/lastscan4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Ui4Iuf5fZw/Ta1ZIlZIj5I/AAAAAAAABU8/xfmTEwPaTFk/s400/lastscan4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597227915902750610" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Ayong at the age of...6 ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hmAP9tZfhc/Ta1ZIeHJLtI/AAAAAAAABU0/J0Eh-M7uo6M/s1600/lastscan3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hmAP9tZfhc/Ta1ZIeHJLtI/AAAAAAAABU0/J0Eh-M7uo6M/s400/lastscan3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597227913948245714" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angah at the age of...6 ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmlH3imnRW8/Ta1ZIJfCuZI/AAAAAAAABUs/oIPScqgd4Ss/s1600/lastscan2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xmlH3imnRW8/Ta1ZIJfCuZI/AAAAAAAABUs/oIPScqgd4Ss/s400/lastscan2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597227908411341202" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ayang at the age of 5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8iTR8AQ31I/Ta1ZH74zHiI/AAAAAAAABUk/3lzVfTpFEws/s1600/lastscan1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l8iTR8AQ31I/Ta1ZH74zHiI/AAAAAAAABUk/3lzVfTpFEws/s400/lastscan1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597227904761273890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me at the age of 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't have my younger sister's picture, didn't scan it. lol. Everyone was with long face and Angah &amp;amp; Ayang look so chubby ! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but not least...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZeuVR9pwh14/Ta1ab5tvTdI/AAAAAAAABVE/aIMgvdTzm34/s400/1996.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597229347287027154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 284px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think this picture is taken in 1996. lol. So smutty !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Bragged that you have this and that, but in fact, you got nothing. Stop showing off you jerk !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1578018318049778614?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1578018318049778614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1578018318049778614&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1578018318049778614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1578018318049778614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/old-pictures.html' title='old pictures.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--Ui4Iuf5fZw/Ta1ZIlZIj5I/AAAAAAAABU8/xfmTEwPaTFk/s72-c/lastscan4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-5859375204283128625</id><published>2011-04-18T16:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T16:50:47.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two down !</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done for the International Law paper. Alhamdulillah. Thought that I'm going to stay in the exam hall until it's time but I'm NOT. lol. Already finished answer all questions in less than an hour. Bahaha. I think less than 10 of my classmates that stayed in the hall. lol. Take note, the questions aren't that easy. Eheh. :) I'm not expecting anything. An "A" ? Nah ! I know I'm not so good in IL. So, just wait and see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama called just now telling me that Kak Sita called her and asked when will I come and stay at her house. So people, it's confirm. I'm going to stay at Bangi Perdana for two months for my internship. Kak Sita said that Anne (my niece) keep asking when will Auntie Anje's (or Kak Anje ?) coming. lol. :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWO down, ONE to go !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Let's sleep then struggle for Azizan ! hoooyeah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-5859375204283128625?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/5859375204283128625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=5859375204283128625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5859375204283128625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/5859375204283128625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/final-exam-updated.html' title='two down !'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-4949711791431648865</id><published>2011-04-17T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T23:26:59.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>second last exam.</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so nervous to take my exam tomorrow. Ya Allah, I only use the notes that FaThirah gave to me as a guide of what should I read for the exam. I didn't attend the last class since I got an appointment with ENT specialist at that time. Never knew that it was the last class. If not I already asked the doctor to postponed the appointment. :( Whatever it is, I need to put so much strength in myself and believe that I can do it. Yes, I can do it. InsyaAllah. Wish me best of luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: I'm sorry but I can't be like I am before when I'm with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-4949711791431648865?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/4949711791431648865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=4949711791431648865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4949711791431648865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/4949711791431648865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/second-last-exam.html' title='second last exam.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-1729975431324430183</id><published>2011-04-17T13:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T14:26:01.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malam Gala PESEPSI 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Salam all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Few days I don't have a chance to online. ONLY NOW the UKM-JARING can be access. Grrr ! Screw that. So, last night we got Malam Gala PESEPSI. Rating 4/10 for the event but 10/10 for photography session with classmates. LOL. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 the sequels of saranghae. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G06UdXwBtD8/TaqAc3KnMRI/AAAAAAAABT0/x72xKKVU2og/s1600/DSC_0237.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G06UdXwBtD8/TaqAc3KnMRI/AAAAAAAABT0/x72xKKVU2og/s400/DSC_0237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596426720294416658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Epa + Palie. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lil bit blur, sorry !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQeTzE2UbXE/TaqAckg6xSI/AAAAAAAABTs/x574Y_18Z88/s1600/DSC_0193.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQeTzE2UbXE/TaqAckg6xSI/AAAAAAAABTs/x574Y_18Z88/s400/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596426715287700770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loco + YenSin. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How cute. :p :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPB0u_Rt65c/Tap_qLzTwtI/AAAAAAAABTk/SZb2HTHRX3w/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sPB0u_Rt65c/Tap_qLzTwtI/AAAAAAAABTk/SZb2HTHRX3w/s400/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596425849660490450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Palie + YenSin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the first saranghae picture actually. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#2 Class picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F29zBrtO-Yk/Tap_pjKcNHI/AAAAAAAABTM/LzpbrBe-PUI/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F29zBrtO-Yk/Tap_pjKcNHI/AAAAAAAABTM/LzpbrBe-PUI/s400/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596425838751659122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All that attended. Only 13 of us, but never mind..we still have fun ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From left: Sue, SiewTeng, YenSin, Palie, Thirah, Ika, Loco, Me, Epa, Asma' and Nisa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(not in the picture: K.Fizah &amp;amp; Azizah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C--8xnzt9eU/Tap_pW_dSRI/AAAAAAAABTE/B58K-lNg-6k/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C--8xnzt9eU/Tap_pW_dSRI/AAAAAAAABTE/B58K-lNg-6k/s400/DSC_0114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596425835484367122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10 girls + 1 woman. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At back, from left: K.Fizah, Azizah, Nisa, Asma', Sue &amp;amp; Ika.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At front, from left: SiewTeng, YenSin, Me, Thirah &amp;amp; Epa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;#3 Karaoke session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsbCLHiVTkI/Tap_p5SkZII/AAAAAAAABTc/VWUJ-dYU65g/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596425844691330178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Loco with his Alleycats. LOL. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;(I didn't karaoke this year. lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4 random pics. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EnB5YmUyw5w/TaqAdPBVN6I/AAAAAAAABT8/vU4GxqHp_Mc/s400/DSC_0187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596426726697940898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What distracted them anyway ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THIS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QX6BhlGHwjs/TaqAdPBlRWI/AAAAAAAABUE/OwrFLMIHo9s/s400/DSC_0186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596426726698992994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Mat Ariff lifted Loco to catch a hamper that is thrown by Abang King. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1L3woR1rCyg/Tap_p8cpIYI/AAAAAAAABTU/IJ9VX41T1D0/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596425845538890114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bestfriends in UKM. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zura didn't attend the dinner since she still haven't finish her thesis that have to be submit by next week. phewhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wxaLby_FDA/TaqFeSDpALI/AAAAAAAABUc/LBmcslDtgnM/s400/DSC_1794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596432242250940594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Last year with Loco. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pWYTjmW_ptM/TaqAdRxwAuI/AAAAAAAABUM/KhgWw7nCD4E/s400/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596426727437894370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;This year with Loco. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-40Oiaf7QObU/TaqFedKmbvI/AAAAAAAABUU/wRzNm5kwTCU/s400/DSC_0222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596432245232922354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Last but not least, with Abe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't dressed up much last night since I didn't bring any nice clothes to wear for the night. Plus, the theme is "signature style". So, this is me. :) Having fun with my classmates that attend the dinner. Thanks for the new PESEPSI EXCO's for organizing this dinner even it's quite too late and quite too simple. AT LEAST we have our last dinner to be remembered. Thank you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all my classmates, I really, really love you all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Let's struggle for Marina !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-1729975431324430183?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/1729975431324430183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=1729975431324430183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1729975431324430183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/1729975431324430183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/malam-gala-pesepsi-2011.html' title='Malam Gala PESEPSI 2011.'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G06UdXwBtD8/TaqAc3KnMRI/AAAAAAAABT0/x72xKKVU2og/s72-c/DSC_0237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-366751994376889138</id><published>2011-04-13T00:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T01:19:13.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>songs. :)</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever had an experience(s) of doing something and the song currently played exactly explain what you're doing or explaining something interrelated ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've experience it for so many times. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Suddenly he appeared in my mind and coincidentally "&lt;b&gt;Better in Time&lt;/b&gt;" came out on my WMP. lol. That tell me that I should erase it from my mind quickly ! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I ate Maggi Assam Laksa just now ! Well, I can't remember when was the last time I eat it. lol. Eating all alone at my desk and "&lt;b&gt;Show Me the Meaning of Being Lonely&lt;/b&gt;" came out on my GoGearVibe. Grrr ! I'm a loner huh~ Put that big "L" on my forehead. zzzz~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't recall the others. The notification of "Ainaa, do your French take home test now please" keep appear in my mind. zzz. Off I go and have some fun with French !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: "sometimes" will be ok but regularly, you already getting on my nerves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-366751994376889138?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/366751994376889138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2402293130779785953&amp;postID=366751994376889138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/366751994376889138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2402293130779785953/posts/default/366751994376889138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/2011/04/songs.html' title='songs. :)'/><author><name>ainaaamira.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12365366706387271736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oExZfa1C_rg/Tu8c0JVW4TI/AAAAAAAABwk/wYMFjsNar6E/s220/IMG_9120.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2402293130779785953.post-6538028202154194709</id><published>2011-04-11T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:03:36.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one down !</title><content type='html'>Salam all. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just had my first paper this noon. Alhamdulillah, everything went well. :) Done answering the paper 15 minutes before time. *claps* Actually don't know what else to say in the essay. :p Or actually my time management to answer the question really accurate ? 2 hours, 3 question = 1 question, 40 minutes. :) hehehe. So, next paper will be on next Monday. That paper scary me much ! International Law. *faint* Then Foreign Policy paper. Oh my... Just hope I can do better than today. :) InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONE down TWO to go !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: Time to sleep ? :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2402293130779785953-6538028202154194709?l=ainaaamira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ainaaamira.blogspot.com/feeds/6538028202154194709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' t
