<?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-1640527246377870917</id><updated>2011-11-15T01:27:55.651+08:00</updated><category term='gossips'/><category term='Notts'/><category term='gorgeous'/><category term='excited'/><category term='eateries'/><category term='food'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='family'/><category term='shopaholic'/><category term='pain'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='giggles'/><category term='happy'/><category term='new thingy'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Preetylicious by preetypeeps :)</title><subtitle type='html'>Embracing life through lenses.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-5683749828442248081</id><published>2010-02-20T15:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:26:45.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossips'/><title type='text'>kawen mawen!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-T0TJYvXI/AAAAAAAAB3M/HQ1konvM4uE/s1600-h/_DSC9693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440229401588972914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-T0TJYvXI/AAAAAAAAB3M/HQ1konvM4uE/s200/_DSC9693.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okay it’s official that 2010 is &lt;strong&gt;tahun kawen beramai-ramai!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday (14 February okay) was angah’s engagement followed by Beya’s wedding on 18 of February (which I didn’t manage to attend since we’ve been busy with angah’s kenduri). Then next on the list would be Azrah and Mat which will be on 14 of March (143, isn’t that the sweetest), after that would be my cousin Yasmin wedding which is on 29th May (still couldn’t decide whether I can attend the reception or not since school holiday haven’t started) and finally would be angah’s wedding which is on November.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those are CONFIRMED wedding only. Not to mention those who are still planning whether to get married this year or next year. Also not included friends who haven’t break the news to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you it is official that 2010 is tahun kawen beramai-ramai. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-k9jH6PAI/AAAAAAAAB4k/DnOP2rEoatE/s1600-h/_DSC9675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440248252194241538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-k9jH6PAI/AAAAAAAAB4k/DnOP2rEoatE/s200/_DSC9675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The hantarans...I love doing decoration for hantarans!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-k7ESuY_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/uAtZPY9nHsY/s1600-h/_DSC9931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440248209558365170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-k7ESuY_I/AAAAAAAAB4M/uAtZPY9nHsY/s200/_DSC9931.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-k8W5VxlI/AAAAAAAAB4U/cXqPE0PRUPE/s1600-h/_DSC0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440248231732037202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-k8W5VxlI/AAAAAAAAB4U/cXqPE0PRUPE/s200/_DSC0335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Angah during the sarung cincin and with all of us =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-T3PpWhiI/AAAAAAAAB3k/YNZ5xhcWnH0/s1600-h/_DSC0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440229452188911138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-T3PpWhiI/AAAAAAAAB3k/YNZ5xhcWnH0/s200/_DSC0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440229427187101234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-T1ygdLjI/AAAAAAAAB3c/0y9VlyrgsXU/s200/_DSC0051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being kak nam....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okay now to make it simple and short; I am truly happy for angah and am having a great time during the kenduri. Also I am extremely pleased that angah loves the decoration I made for her hantarans. Yeay! Kawen Mawen Entreprise is on the making =). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Also I am really satisfied on that day since this is the first time in 3 years I manage to get together with my other relatives. For the past 3 years I have missed out too many family events that sometimes I felt I was being left behind. So during the kenduri, the debt was pay off and I am really happy. Okay I think I've been repeating the word "happy" for so many times. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-XxJmcJII/AAAAAAAAB30/pQtC6BeG4PM/s1600-h/_DSC0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440233745533379714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-XxJmcJII/AAAAAAAAB30/pQtC6BeG4PM/s200/_DSC0199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-XxjToOfI/AAAAAAAAB38/DOjedM_1EdE/s1600-h/_DSC0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440233752433801714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-XxjToOfI/AAAAAAAAB38/DOjedM_1EdE/s200/_DSC0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-XwdudJKI/AAAAAAAAB3s/C8OdKNJ7uS0/s1600-h/_DSC0187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440233733755839650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-XwdudJKI/AAAAAAAAB3s/C8OdKNJ7uS0/s200/_DSC0187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kenduri aftermath...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-XyVTqIfI/AAAAAAAAB4E/HtPwioZetrM/s1600-h/_DSC0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-k8w3oqLI/AAAAAAAAB4c/rErSbH5OJWE/s1600-h/_DSC0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440248238704208050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-k8w3oqLI/AAAAAAAAB4c/rErSbH5OJWE/s200/_DSC0231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ehehe...wedding photographer wannabe ;) errr wedding photographer in making would sounds nicer ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-T1JlBmhI/AAAAAAAAB3U/xeOxE34BW_Y/s1600-h/_DSC0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Am really sorry for not be able to attend Beya’s wedding. I felt really bad but nothing much can be done since I have my own kenduri to take care of and we’ve been receiving visits from relatives as well. Plus cousin Yasmin wedding is just around the corner so we have to help her in a lot of terms. So sorry again Beya and am really happy for you =D (again the word happy). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Nak kawen tahun ni jugak!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am feeling: &lt;img alt=":D" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/4.gif" /&gt; extremely happy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Music: On iTunes: Sampai Syurga - Faizal Tahir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-5683749828442248081?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/5683749828442248081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=5683749828442248081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5683749828442248081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5683749828442248081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2010/02/kawen-mawen.html' title='kawen mawen!!!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S3-T0TJYvXI/AAAAAAAAB3M/HQ1konvM4uE/s72-c/_DSC9693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-4434582371385294834</id><published>2010-01-21T12:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T12:50:23.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing testing.</title><content type='html'>I'm testing this new apps I've just downloaded from iTunes store. It's easier to log on to blogger using this apps but then you can't view other blogs that you're following. Still it's kinda handy. And I could always post almost anything from anywhere with the help of wireless connections =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-4434582371385294834?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/4434582371385294834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=4434582371385294834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4434582371385294834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4434582371385294834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2010/01/testing-testing.html' title='Testing testing.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-3192603517069072315</id><published>2010-01-18T11:10:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:20:57.724+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>sesat bertanye, malu berjalan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S1PUZP-hAEI/AAAAAAAAB28/5MkZONqrWFk/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427915506162139202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S1PUZP-hAEI/AAAAAAAAB28/5MkZONqrWFk/s200/happy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay just some brief scribble on what happen during last weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitorang sesat sampai jambatan Pulau Pinang! Sampai Seberang Prai to be precise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. It happens on Saturday night on our way back to hostel from Queensbay. Not that we didn’t know our way back. But it was mainly because of the traffic. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And the best part was, Odey and I masuk hostel ikut lubang cause we’ve past our curfew hours. Odey even have to leave the car to Bazil since the main gate is closed. Hehe. Cuak giler kot. Dah la terserempak ngan En. Yussof warden Blok Rambai. Hehe. Luckily Odey is an expertise in this matter. So she kinda cover up method la. Ehehe. Punyelah meronggeng sampai tersesat-sesat kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway we received visits from Kakak Ummy and Syaz. They arrived on Friday evening and went back to IPDA on Saturday evening after a short window shopping at Gurney Plaza. Too many stories and gossips and hot news to digest (still proccessing and digesting).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also on Friday we watched Adnan Sempit. Yes I know you’re probably rolling on floor laughing but yes I did watch it and it wasn’t that bad after all. I mean, for RM6.00 I could say I'm quite satisfied =P. Been trying to find some time to watch Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus and Did You hear About the Morgan as well. Malaysian wayang is so horrible! The schedule for each movie sometimes could be ridiculous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, Pn. Has has arrived. Have a presentation do to! Gotta go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am feeling: Nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: currently in my class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-3192603517069072315?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/3192603517069072315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=3192603517069072315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3192603517069072315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3192603517069072315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2010/01/okay-just-some-brief-scribble-on-what.html' title='sesat bertanye, malu berjalan.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S1PUZP-hAEI/AAAAAAAAB28/5MkZONqrWFk/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-2354702313377573998</id><published>2010-01-14T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T00:55:57.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>cramp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S031F3I8DNI/AAAAAAAAB2k/UvHbFNyEfaE/s1600-h/ist2_9420432-sick-teddy-bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 122px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 138px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426262607100906706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S031F3I8DNI/AAAAAAAAB2k/UvHbFNyEfaE/s200/ist2_9420432-sick-teddy-bear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay it may sounds ridiculous but I kinda like it when I suffered of cramp on my fingers earlier this evening. I mean, not like it as in like it. But it’s more like a feeling of finally get a chance to experience what my friends have been suffering off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I never experience it before. Can’t even imagine how it feels let alone know how it looks like. Though my friends tried to explain it to me but I just kept on babbling about not knowing how it feels. So everytime Odey or Yana or Ayu complain that they suffered of it (espeacially while they were asleep), I was like; eh cane ek rase cramp, aku tak penah la cramp, or sometimes; eh nape korang slalu cramp eh, asal aku tak penah rase pun, even at times I was like; eh tah-tah aku penah cramp tapi aku yang tak tau tu adalah cramp (giler obsess ngan kekejangan). Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I finally now how it felt! And it ain’t no good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, though it’s painful but I kept on laughing because I think it’s kinda hilarious when you’re in pain but at the same time you’re feeling excited. I even walked barefooted to Yana and Ayu’s room; not that their room was greatly distant anyway, as I was panic and completely lost on what was happening on my fingers. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of Yana, Ayu and Odey, I survived. Hehe. Odey said that luckily that it’s only on my fingers, if it was some other parts, it could hurt even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking: tak nak dah cramp! Sekali sudah. Hihi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: So excited about Faizal Tahir and Yuna winning the AJL. I was cair giler when I saw Faizal Tahir’s appearance on that night (macam la tengok live kan). Yuna was so cute and the small piano brought us memories =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: Oh, internet connection in maktab sucks! Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling: &lt;img alt="@-)" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/43.gif" /&gt; Chalk and cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: On iTunes: Bencinta - Faizal Tahir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-2354702313377573998?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/2354702313377573998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=2354702313377573998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2354702313377573998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2354702313377573998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2010/01/cramp.html' title='cramp.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/S031F3I8DNI/AAAAAAAAB2k/UvHbFNyEfaE/s72-c/ist2_9420432-sick-teddy-bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-830067864167828809</id><published>2009-12-30T23:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:09:48.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new thingy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>The waiting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzuEuaPR4kI/AAAAAAAAB08/YxxxphJuMfM/s1600-h/lady_in_waiting+-+Copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 115px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421072509322781250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzuEuaPR4kI/AAAAAAAAB08/YxxxphJuMfM/s200/lady_in_waiting+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, the wait has come to a grand end. Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier I did mention that I’ve been gadget shopping for the past few months, and impatiently I’m updating that the roll have been completed yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what I’ve been collecting =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Hand phone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt3rS_ViqI/AAAAAAAAB00/VnxLiNa7BAw/s1600-h/IMG_3973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421058162186095266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt3rS_ViqI/AAAAAAAAB00/VnxLiNa7BAw/s200/IMG_3973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt0HMeWQ7I/AAAAAAAAB0k/k3QvxkVP8Mk/s1600-h/DSCN2279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421054243426943922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt0HMeWQ7I/AAAAAAAAB0k/k3QvxkVP8Mk/s200/DSCN2279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that everyone is aware that I’ve been using my old hand phone throughout my final year in Nottingham and have no intention of buying a new one. Well, actually I did bought a new phone but it doesn’t last longer than 2 weeks if I’m not mistaken. Ever since then, I’ve been keeping my two eyes on new release phone but none ever really got my attention. It was not until I came back to Malaysia for good, then I really felt that the time has come. Hehe. It was unintentionally incident. I was helping along to decide on cream of the crop but end up buying for myself as well. I really love it cause it's WHITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421054218280249058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt0Fuy6JuI/AAAAAAAAB0E/7VkGvSyZoKs/s200/DSCN2281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt0GokNnuI/AAAAAAAAB0c/BWJdouW7RCA/s1600-h/DSCN2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421054233787866850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt0GokNnuI/AAAAAAAAB0c/BWJdouW7RCA/s200/DSCN2289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421054226251754610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt0GMfdrHI/AAAAAAAAB0U/a6WuZczCEVI/s200/DSCN2313.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lurve the phone cause it white whitey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. Laptop &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt3rLakG4I/AAAAAAAAB0s/hjovMSazOwI/s1600-h/DSCN2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421058160152812418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szt3rLakG4I/AAAAAAAAB0s/hjovMSazOwI/s200/DSCN2257.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx0XmKcDI/AAAAAAAABzk/FceHQTqcsCI/s1600-h/DSCN2336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421051720971743282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx0XmKcDI/AAAAAAAABzk/FceHQTqcsCI/s200/DSCN2336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errm, I do need a new laptop. Period. If anyone ever seen my laptop, they would strongly propose me to buy a new one. It’s, well I couldn’t quite actually know how to describe the condition of the laptop in words. Haha. Anyway, I wanted a MacBook but ibu disallow it. She thinks it is not safe bringing it to maktab and I couldn’t agree more. Instead she suggest on buying a simple and not so expensive one so that I could save some money to buy a MacBook once I finish my study in maktab, which I will definitely do. Besides, I need a mobile laptop so that I could bring it anywhere I want so this is the best I could get. But I still lurve my new laptop! It’s light, it’s sleek and it’s WHITE! Am loving it every second. Moreover I bought it with my own money! My very own first laptop =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx0OCtIGI/AAAAAAAABzc/IfWZ0J4KneY/s1600-h/DSCN2337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421051718407102562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx0OCtIGI/AAAAAAAABzc/IfWZ0J4KneY/s200/DSCN2337.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx0wzgWFI/AAAAAAAABzs/rmzKRbOCIRI/s1600-h/DSCN2334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421051727738591314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx0wzgWFI/AAAAAAAABzs/rmzKRbOCIRI/s200/DSCN2334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx1U7fLHI/AAAAAAAABz0/aDj32_0G0Zg/s1600-h/DSCN2335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421051737435745394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx1U7fLHI/AAAAAAAABz0/aDj32_0G0Zg/s200/DSCN2335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx1phsjTI/AAAAAAAABz8/cLtvO0LSC1w/s1600-h/DSCN2323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421051742964714802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sztx1phsjTI/AAAAAAAABz8/cLtvO0LSC1w/s200/DSCN2323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And it comes with a cute mouse and it's WHITE as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. iPod&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8I6IYNPI/AAAAAAAAB1s/6EI3230TDU8/s1600-h/DSCN2590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421485281420784882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8I6IYNPI/AAAAAAAAB1s/6EI3230TDU8/s200/DSCN2590.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8KNW0DnI/AAAAAAAAB2E/k5zf0G-Pc_U/s1600-h/DSCN2573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421485303761473138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8KNW0DnI/AAAAAAAAB2E/k5zf0G-Pc_U/s200/DSCN2573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a present from ibu and ayah! Double yippee! Well this one just came in yesterday. I’ve been meaning to get myself the new iPod Touch; instead I got it from ibu and ayah as a graduation present. Oh I love ibu and ayah! I know that I’ve graduated months ago but I received the present not until yesterday practically because I wanted to buy it together with Aiman and I’ve been waiting for his PMR result impatiently. It’s killing my nerve! Actually ibu promised that he’ll get RM 100 for 1 A, since he manage to get 8A’s so I suggested that why not buy yourself an iPod Touch instead of a PSP. That is why I am over the top when he received the result =p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz81jsB54I/AAAAAAAAB2U/sPO6QM6yGVM/s1600-h/DSCN2562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 165px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421486048490416002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz81jsB54I/AAAAAAAAB2U/sPO6QM6yGVM/s200/DSCN2562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8Jfn32DI/AAAAAAAAB10/C-jS8lQRIuE/s1600-h/DSCN2578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421485291484993586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8Jfn32DI/AAAAAAAAB10/C-jS8lQRIuE/s200/DSCN2578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Same difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh talking about buying the iPod, what a poor experience. At first, we went to Harvey Norman in Ikano to show it to ayah so that we officially secure his approval of buying it and can’t manage to do so since they were out of stock for 8GB and 32GB. Then we went to the IT Hypermarket, just above the Harvey Norman store and still, they were out of stock as well. The day after that we went to Mac City and Machines in OU and they were out of stock as well! I reckon it’s because of Christmas. Aiman was getting really frustrated (me too actually). I pity him seeing as I know that he wants it badly and he really work very hard to be able to deserve it so ibu ask me to call Machines and Harvey Norman in Midvalley, still they were out of stock (I’ve called quite a number of stores tapi tak ade jugak, udah macam ejen Apple pulak jadiknyer...huhu). Aiman was really really upset by this time so ibu and I suggest trying our luck at Ascend Zone, one of Apple authorised reseller at the Curve. Though the iPod was out of stock as well but the vendor agreed to order it for us and guaranteed that the iPod will arrive sometime this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8JuaZKeI/AAAAAAAAB18/QQesk6F6ZAY/s1600-h/DSCN2568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421485295454988770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8JuaZKeI/AAAAAAAAB18/QQesk6F6ZAY/s200/DSCN2568.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8KcB_GTI/AAAAAAAAB2M/sM9vcpUo804/s1600-h/DSCN2555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421485307700648242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Szz8KcB_GTI/AAAAAAAAB2M/sM9vcpUo804/s200/DSCN2555.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is =D. It is a very long and tired story but it’s worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling: &lt;img alt=":D" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/4.gif" /&gt;happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: On iTunes: Monte - Zee Avi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-830067864167828809?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/830067864167828809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=830067864167828809' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/830067864167828809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/830067864167828809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/12/waiting.html' title='The waiting.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzuEuaPR4kI/AAAAAAAAB08/YxxxphJuMfM/s72-c/lady_in_waiting+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-168724211045197039</id><published>2009-12-24T23:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:19:27.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excited'/><title type='text'>yipee yeay yeay!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzOWFoOQSsI/AAAAAAAABzQ/stQh_ht2Mpg/s1600-h/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 93px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418839800097557186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzOWFoOQSsI/AAAAAAAABzQ/stQh_ht2Mpg/s200/happy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so excited for what happen today. Aiman got 8A’s in his PMR!!!! Yeay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My family and I were so proud of him and can’t seem to have any words to describe the happiness. All of us except angah went to his school in TTDI to accompany him. He was so nervous and uneasy all the way to the school. It was kind of funny looking at him going all nervy but I’m feeling worried as well. Ibu can’t seem to hold it when she blew in tears. Well, ibu always like that actually. Lucky along didn’t join her, if not it’ll be some other story to tell. Yeah, both of them could be drama queen at certain time. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mentang-mentang la TTDI kan, so the school was full of reporters from TV3 la sebab TV3 dekat jer kot. We’ve been watching the news since afternoon tapi takde pun. Hehe. Penat ajer budak-budak ni berlakon excited. Heh. Also I want to thank and congratulate ibu for all her infinite effort. Having 2 dyslexic children is not an easy task to handle, I shall say. Plus the other 2 almost dyslexic, Tuhan je la yang tau. Hehe. Well all her hard work and sacrifices and prayers have been answered =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love ibu so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway it’s been such a really huge relieve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiman can’t stop smiling since he got the result. So it looks like ade orang tido dengan slip result la kot malam ni. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONcdDi4PI/AAAAAAAAByo/fT-l6R8z4Sg/s1600-h/DSCN2512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418830296632189170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONcdDi4PI/AAAAAAAAByo/fT-l6R8z4Sg/s200/DSCN2512.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzOPqYjTE2I/AAAAAAAAByw/6SFqHZ85Kdw/s1600-h/DSCN2511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418832734964618082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzOPqYjTE2I/AAAAAAAAByw/6SFqHZ85Kdw/s200/DSCN2511.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He was so shy mase nak amik gambar ni tadi...daaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONcHsma6I/AAAAAAAAByg/LnBCdU8SHjc/s1600-h/DSCN2514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418830290898807714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONcHsma6I/AAAAAAAAByg/LnBCdU8SHjc/s200/DSCN2514.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONbuWLn0I/AAAAAAAAByY/jQs1TdEaaik/s1600-h/DSCN2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418830284093890370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONbuWLn0I/AAAAAAAAByY/jQs1TdEaaik/s200/DSCN2525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONbPEmjmI/AAAAAAAAByQ/DCwmT-cou8U/s1600-h/DSCN2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418830275698658914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONbPEmjmI/AAAAAAAAByQ/DCwmT-cou8U/s200/DSCN2527.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;With all his friends and eyeing his result...oh this is when the wartawan asked them to cheer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONahWHXUI/AAAAAAAAByI/wXps0AvqoqU/s1600-h/DSCN2532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418830263424081218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzONahWHXUI/AAAAAAAAByI/wXps0AvqoqU/s200/DSCN2532.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Attempt to pose like this in front of his friends...FAILED!...hehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: now planning to celebrate his achievement. Thinking of either Chili’s or Kenny Rogers. Also, presents is on its way =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling: &lt;img alt="&lt;:-P" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/36.gif" /&gt; Jolly good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: On iTunes:&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Mamma Mia - Meryl Streep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-168724211045197039?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/168724211045197039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=168724211045197039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/168724211045197039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/168724211045197039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/12/yipee-yeay-yeay.html' title='yipee yeay yeay!!!!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzOWFoOQSsI/AAAAAAAABzQ/stQh_ht2Mpg/s72-c/happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-8082066463549369540</id><published>2009-12-23T23:03:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:44:06.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gorgeous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>get away, get gorgeous!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI7A0vzuDI/AAAAAAAABxA/bIYxdey0okM/s1600-h/DSCN2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418458187025332274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI7A0vzuDI/AAAAAAAABxA/bIYxdey0okM/s200/DSCN2400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Excited dapat jadik model kopok ikang...ehehe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzJH9TtlnNI/AAAAAAAAByA/h4GEv3m5aok/s1600-h/header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 81px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418472420269202642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzJH9TtlnNI/AAAAAAAAByA/h4GEv3m5aok/s200/header.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks so much to Rusya for her compliment on the new looks of my blog but apparently the appearance only for temporary. How long is temporary? Well, time will tell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I’ve just came back from a short weekend getaway at my aunt’s house in Terengganu. Yes, the gorgeous were together once again! Well actually that’s what we call ourselves =). We meaning along, angah, my cousin Yasmin or che de is what we love to call her and myself. Haha, yup I know we kinda perasan tahap dewa, but hey, no women on earth are not gorgeous unless proven so okay. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI9H9ErOAI/AAAAAAAABxY/50aDhW7msOY/s1600-h/DSCN2415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418460508542679042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI9H9ErOAI/AAAAAAAABxY/50aDhW7msOY/s200/DSCN2415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI9Hc038PI/AAAAAAAABxQ/uID_kj9SEJ4/s1600-h/DSCN2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418460499886469362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI9Hc038PI/AAAAAAAABxQ/uID_kj9SEJ4/s200/DSCN2434.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5rifxPII/AAAAAAAABww/-hFo2Uc9rUQ/s1600-h/DSCN2426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418456721837341826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5rifxPII/AAAAAAAABww/-hFo2Uc9rUQ/s200/DSCN2426.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5ra6ZTQI/AAAAAAAABwo/F_cfKtGBWYA/s1600-h/DSCN2439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418456719801535746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5ra6ZTQI/AAAAAAAABwo/F_cfKtGBWYA/s200/DSCN2439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Errr...kot yer pun angah tu nak membelikan..agak-agak la sket...heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5q9UIo3I/AAAAAAAABwg/102UqVZssV4/s1600-h/DSCN2470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418456711856431986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5q9UIo3I/AAAAAAAABwg/102UqVZssV4/s200/DSCN2470.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5qVN-sFI/AAAAAAAABwY/LHyuVTm3peM/s1600-h/DSCN2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418456701093195858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5qVN-sFI/AAAAAAAABwY/LHyuVTm3peM/s200/DSCN2483.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Masjid Kristal!...love the scenery =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So what have we been doing in Terengganu?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well basically, the first day was rather gloomy, rainy and windy. It’s musim tengkujuh so it was kinda cold. Nak mandi punye la sejok. Macam winter. Have to wear a winter coat instead. Hehe. Anyway we woke up late that day (as usual) so we only left the house not until evening and went for shopping and early dinner at one of the kopitiam in the city. Yeah, kopitiam have been our family much-loved place for hangouts! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Second day was not much a difference. We went out for shopping (again) at Pasar Payang moving from one batik shop to another. Borong lots of kain batik and tudung and jajan (oh yes, I love eating jajan) and again have an early dinner at some other kopitiam. Oh yes we went to visit Masjid Kristal! It’s really nice and beautiful and it changes colour. You should go and visit the masjid. It’s worth watching! I mean it’d be better if you could pray there as well. Ehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Third day which is Sunday was practically almost the same. Except that we went shopping not for kain but instead for food. Che de took us to Pasar kuih at Batu Enam and it was heaven on earth! Banyak giler food that we’ve been craving for years. Angah was noisily looking for kayu keramat, along busied trying to locate her kuih bintang, I was eyeing the cara berlauk and che de was obsessed with satay ikan (the one we called satay kucing? Anyone recall?). Hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI7BgJrmaI/AAAAAAAABxI/Ogf9S3Un1R4/s1600-h/DSCN2375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418458198676576674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI7BgJrmaI/AAAAAAAABxI/Ogf9S3Un1R4/s200/DSCN2375.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418451345425370114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI0ylzRDAI/AAAAAAAABwI/mykrKfmAi9M/s200/DSCN2494.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418451332568513026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI0x158-gI/AAAAAAAABwA/ui5w1gcHREM/s200/DSCN2491.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI0xgqmrdI/AAAAAAAABv4/3LcYuUXS35Q/s1600-h/DSCN2498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418451326866992594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI0xgqmrdI/AAAAAAAABv4/3LcYuUXS35Q/s200/DSCN2498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Food mania~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5p-slWYI/AAAAAAAABwQ/2MDplDVFaKI/s1600-h/DSCN2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418456695047543170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI5p-slWYI/AAAAAAAABwQ/2MDplDVFaKI/s200/DSCN2499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI0v3Gc3eI/AAAAAAAABvo/SAJvonzfzNE/s1600-h/DSCN2502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418451298529631714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI0v3Gc3eI/AAAAAAAABvo/SAJvonzfzNE/s200/DSCN2502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obses satay ikan..hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418449418805208770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzIzCclOZsI/AAAAAAAABvY/Nm7mSrsty88/s200/DSCN2371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI9IkevHUI/AAAAAAAABxg/O45-vfIxt7I/s1600-h/DSCN2381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418460519120969026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI9IkevHUI/AAAAAAAABxg/O45-vfIxt7I/s200/DSCN2381.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adik maniisss...beli karpet adik maniiisss...adik maniiisss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzIzBEUhTFI/AAAAAAAABvI/wEhl6jR5DKU/s1600-h/DSCN2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418449395112823890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzIzBEUhTFI/AAAAAAAABvI/wEhl6jR5DKU/s200/DSCN2359.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418449391727327842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzIzA3tWumI/AAAAAAAABvA/blJqBM-qnq8/s200/DSCN2347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI9JKiTklI/AAAAAAAABxo/j5FM0dRHD-s/s1600-h/DSCN2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418460529336488530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI9JKiTklI/AAAAAAAABxo/j5FM0dRHD-s/s200/DSCN2345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lurve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeah that was it. We reluctantly went back to KL on Sunday evening. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh I miss my dearly cousin already =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: in less than 12 hours, PMR result will be release. Yeah I kinda tolong takutkan for Aiman. Hoping that he manage to achieve what he aimed for. I’ve been dreaming about his result too! Hehe orang lain yang nak amik result orang lain yang berdebar sampai mimpi-mimpi. Ehehe. Actually I have my own kepentingan. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm feeling: &lt;img alt=":D" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/4.gif" /&gt; content + &lt;img alt=":-S" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/17.gif" /&gt; nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music: On iTunes: Life Is Wonderful - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-8082066463549369540?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/8082066463549369540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=8082066463549369540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/8082066463549369540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/8082066463549369540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/12/get-away-get-gorgeous.html' title='get away, get gorgeous!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SzI7A0vzuDI/AAAAAAAABxA/bIYxdey0okM/s72-c/DSCN2400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-495240203087814139</id><published>2009-12-17T03:58:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:37:47.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new thingy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>injections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SylJw8dZ4KI/AAAAAAAABuQ/YTgYWk1LX0w/s1600-h/Unhappy-hour.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415941132101738658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SylJw8dZ4KI/AAAAAAAABuQ/YTgYWk1LX0w/s200/Unhappy-hour.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay I hate injections. And doctors. And dentists. And clinics. And hospitals. Period. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It has been a very rare experience of me to be injected by a doctor actually. For as long as I could remember, I've only have received injections at school. Those BCG, rubella and a few more that we could not recall of. Other than that, NO are my exact answers every time they offered me an injection.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Apparently today, I have to rest my case as the doctor insist on giving me the medicine through injection since my eczema is not getting any better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yes, disgustingly I hate to admit I do have eczema. It’s in the blood. Can’t seem to escape it. Haha. To make it even worse, I have it on my right hand thumb and pointing finger! And I can’t even eat using my hands and it’s killing me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Actually the reason I agreed to see the doctor was because I can’t even feel anything using both my fingers and the skin is so dry thus it cracked and almost start bleeding. Yeah, yeah it is pretty disgusting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But the best part is that I don’t have to do the dishes, I can’t do the laundry and I will be excluded by my mom if there’s any house chores that will infect my hands. It’s bliss from God!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, it’s still hurts okay. And just now ibu help me tuam my butt with hot water. Yes, yes the doctor injected me at my butt and that was my first time. It hurts! Even my waist hurts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Owh by the way, I have been doing some gadget shopping for the past few months *grin*. And the newbies will roll up just in very short time =D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm feeling: &lt;img alt=":(" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/2.gif" /&gt; uncomfortable&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Music: On iTunes: Trouble Is A Friend - Lenka&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-495240203087814139?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/495240203087814139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=495240203087814139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/495240203087814139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/495240203087814139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/12/injections.html' title='injections'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SylJw8dZ4KI/AAAAAAAABuQ/YTgYWk1LX0w/s72-c/Unhappy-hour.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-1274976580895525063</id><published>2009-12-10T03:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:36:44.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giggles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopaholic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eateries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gossips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Reunited.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Syk7XAb4JTI/AAAAAAAABto/OUSxTmKUwdM/s1600-h/header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 60px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415925293329687858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Syk7XAb4JTI/AAAAAAAABto/OUSxTmKUwdM/s200/header.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay it’s been forever since my last post. Yes, I’ve been so fully occupied with my works since I arrived in Malaysia for good. So, sorry. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also, I’m on my way upgrading my blog and still I will continue posting in this blog. It will take some time since I’m thinking of changing everything, so be patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually I’m in the middle of my semester break. Yes, almost like the winter break! Except that I’m no longer have any plan of touring around Europe (well maybe not this year). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, shortly after 2 months not seeing each other, Syaza, Beya, Odey and I finally reunited at MidValley early this morning. Well obviously Odey was not on the list, but it was good to catch up on each other even though we haven’t met for only, what 3 weeks. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I almost couldn’t make it on today’s event for I am suffering of period pain. But luckily Synflex saved the day, if not I’ll be missing a lot of hot and steamy stories from them *grin*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We gathered today because a good friend of Beya, Bekir just arrived from UK a couple of days ago to visit Malaysia (Kelantan to be précised =D). So we thought that it would be nice just to meet up and hang out since we haven’t been in touch for quite some time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kenny Rogers was our choice for brunch (I love the muffins!). Talking loudly and laughing at full volume are our eternal trademarks. So it’s normal to have people looking at us; either they are laughing as well or staring peculiarly =p.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, a day out with my dearest friend wouldn’t complete if we’re not watching any movies. So we chose Ninja Assassins since there were not many choices. Besides we kinda like the Head &amp;amp; Shoulders advertisement. Yup, it’s the “Nama saya Rain” ads. Hihi. Comments on the movies? Well just make sure you’re not terrified of blood and be prepared for ridiculous subtitles. It’s hilarious to watch a violent movie and end up laughing about it for one whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway it was really nice to get back together with your close friends. It’s like the good old days, back when we were in UK. Furthermore, seeing Bekir, listening to the way he talks, his British accents, makes me wish how nice it would be if I’m in Nottingham at this precise moment. He really reminds me of the memory living in Nottingham as a student. I really miss Notts. I’ve been dreaming of my old rented house; my bedroom (obviously), the kitchen, the living rooms even the smell of the house. I dreamt of the tress I used to look at every time I walk to one of my early morning classes. I keep on thinking about the same streets I used to take every time I went to Asda. And I can’t stop wishing how nice it would be if I could just have one more chance to go shopping in the city centre. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ohh well, I just have to keep on reminding myself that those days are over. But the sweet memories remain in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is good to be reunited with your old friends, even with your old memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Syk04HH1VqI/AAAAAAAABtQ/FlNNRJwxN4g/s1600-h/14358_342764750454_584715454_9966605_4725094_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415918165478954658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Syk04HH1VqI/AAAAAAAABtQ/FlNNRJwxN4g/s200/14358_342764750454_584715454_9966605_4725094_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say cheese~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm feeling:  &lt;img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons6/1.gif" alt=":)"/&gt; calm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Music: On iTunes: These Street - Paolo Nutini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-1274976580895525063?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/1274976580895525063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=1274976580895525063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1274976580895525063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1274976580895525063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/09/reunited.html' title='Reunited.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Syk7XAb4JTI/AAAAAAAABto/OUSxTmKUwdM/s72-c/header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-1622430652453017778</id><published>2009-06-20T00:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:27:48.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beeee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wah blog ku ini bersawang sudah. Not that I don’t want to post anything it’s just that I’ve been sooo~ busy since the last day of examination. Okay first thing first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the final year result’s was out since yesterday and it does bring shiver to us, the final year’s student. I have no intention to discuss about this matter in depth but all I want to do is to extend my congratulations to all my friends who received their results. To those who haven't done well, InsyaAllah ade hikmah di sebaliknya. Always have faith that nothing is better than things that have happen. This is the end of our study yet it’s only the beginning of everything. So selamat maju jaya in whatever lies ahead you and kalau majlis tu jemput-jemput la ye =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh I’ve been busy because I was on tour to Europe with my friends; Ayu, Kakak Ummy, Beya, Odey and Yana. Terpakse mengcompact kan tour Europe ni because this is my final year and I haven’t been to many places before. So far, I’ve covered Amsterdam, Frankfurt and Prague. And more to come in just less than a week time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago we celebrated Yana’s birthday at my house. Quite a number of people turn up to join the surprised birthday bash. Lina and Kak Nisa buat steam boat, man that was delicious. And those full of calorie cheese cake is really nice. Terubat la rindu nak makan Secret Recipe. Anyway, to Yana; Happy Birthday, semoga panjang umur, murah rezeki, dicepatkan jodoh and be strong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh ye, angah’s car just arrived last week. She was frenzied about the car. Siap bagi name. I was like; tak perlu kot bagi name it’s a car after all. Okay I never really understand the connection people have with cars because I don’t even have a driving license. Ehehe. Anyway angah siap MMS (ye henset aku boleh trime MMS, jangan main-main) the picture of the car and am liking it too =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SjvDJFACusI/AAAAAAAABsI/elaiR6mcizg/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349083543161191106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SjvDJFACusI/AAAAAAAABsI/elaiR6mcizg/s200/DSC01200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SjvDJV7OiqI/AAAAAAAABsQ/8wH62TOOvXs/s1600-h/DSC01201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349083547704396450" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SjvDJV7OiqI/AAAAAAAABsQ/8wH62TOOvXs/s200/DSC01201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's Hyundai i10 and the name is Jun Sang cause angah said it's from Korea kan, Hyundai la katekan...I was like; mane ade dari Korea die buat kat Kulim kot...ahaha...the second picture angah said she was bersanding dengan Jun Sang...tolong lah~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay what else? Owh ye, how could I forget, kawan-kawan siler la pergi tengok Transformer 2 because it was damn good. Actually I just came back from Showcase and am proud to be one of the first people to watch Transformer 2 (hebat tak, amek result ngan tutor pastu terus tengok wayang, memang terbaek la). Heh. Shia Lebouf tu kiuts giler, and bertambah-tambah kiuts when he called Bumblebee tu "Bee". Sweet giler. We were like; OMG comel giler mamat nih! Anyway, seriously the movie memang terbaeekkk dari ladang. Fully recommended to everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I do need to start packing my stuff. Tapi masalahnyer malas giler tahap ayam. Ayam pun tak malas cenggini. Adoi la. Dah la barang agak-agak boleh penuh satu kontena kan. Everytime I look at my stuff I was like; okay where should I start?? Ulat malas pun mule la merayap-rayap. Eh tak boleh malas-malas macam ni, bak kate Syaza, mengikut teori ayam yang die belajar, kalau ayam malas maksudnyer die sakit, biler die sakit nanti kurang mendapat jodoh. Ahaha. Penat Syaz belajar bio 3 tahun last-last teori ayam jugak yang di praktik kan. Ehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of jodoh, wah-wah mentang-mentang lah dah nak grad kan, pegi mane-mane pun people are busy talking about jodoh. Ade yang dah nak kahwin, ade yang nak bertunang, ade yang baru berkenal-kenalan, ade juge yang masih di tahap yang same iaitu masih lagik takde orang nak masuk jarum. Heh. Gosh, time is flying faster than we expected isn’t it? To those of my friends who getting married soon, huge congratulations to you and May your marriage will be blessed by Allah, InsyaAllah. Kepade yang still single tu, sabar-sabar yer, InsyaAllah jodoh ade menanti (peringatan untuk diri sendirik ker??-bace dengan nada high decible). Ehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-1622430652453017778?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/1622430652453017778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=1622430652453017778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1622430652453017778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1622430652453017778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/06/beeee.html' title='beeee~'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SjvDJFACusI/AAAAAAAABsI/elaiR6mcizg/s72-c/DSC01200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-3099977999980365637</id><published>2009-05-31T06:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T06:47:17.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ulat dan perut-perut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku berharap Stavros Flatley (atau lebih dikenali sebagai perut-perut dikalangan kami) yang menang or at least masuk top 3 dalam Britain’s Got Talent final tadi sebab aku rase diorang unik dan kelakar. Aku memang bajet it’s either Stavzros Flatley, Diversity or Susan Boyle yang akan menang sebab tiga-tiga ni perfomance diorang best. Tapi aku suke jer Diversity menang sebab it's a new act and diorang pun unik jugak. Dulu dah ade opera singer, last year George Sampson yang menang, so this year aku rase lagi best kalu bukan act yang same menang and ternyata memang best pun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perut oh perut. Menang nakal perut ku sekarang ini. Kadang-kadang tak lalu makan sampaikan satu hari makan 2 keping roti dengan satu mug milo saje. Tapi kadang-kadang 2 pinggan nasik pun belum tentu kenyang. Perut perut betul la perut nih. Kalu begini bagaimana mahu kurus. Eh bukan memang dah kurus ker? KOQ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ulat malas aku dah mule merayap-rayap kembali di sekitar kepale dan seluruh anggota badan. Mentang-mentanglah lagi satu paper jer lagi kan. Pulak tu ade gap seminggu, memang berkoyan-koyan lah ulat malas aku keluar. Disebabkan ulat-ulat inilah aku dok mengadap laptop pastu buleh pulok buat entry blog. Ini tak leh di biarkan, mesti sembur dengan racun serangga ni. Kasik mati sume. Mane ridsect? Eh sini ade ke ridsect?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bercakap pasal ulat, hai rumah kami yang disayangi ini diserang ulat ari tu. Eh ulat ke? Dok tahu la saye (gaye anas tahir) ulat ke ape. Tapi nak panggil ulat pun buleh jugok. Haiwan itu dijumpai berhampiran dengan pintu dapur rumah kami. Mengikut description Ayu; kepalanyer macam siput babi, tapi takde cengkerang. Jalan pun mengesot dan perlahan seperti siput babi. Badannyer berwarne cokolat dan bercorak-corak. Eh silap, corak-corak itu rekaan semata-mata. Due tige kucing berlari, siler teka apekah haiwan ini? Ni tersampuk pantun 2 kerat Sarjit Singh Odey. Tapi menggelikan kan la haiwan itu. Ini semua angkara tukang kebun kami yang sudah berbulan-bulan tidak datang. Mase tuan rumah datang hari tu kami pun mengadu, sekali tuan rumah pun terkejut melihat ketinggian rumput di belakang rumah. Die pun tidak pasti mengape tukang kebun tidak datang. Kami punye ramalan tukang kebun kami dah mati. Wah suke hati giler buat ramalan cenggitu. Tapi baru 2, 3 ari lepas sudah ade tukang kebun baru yang datang. Lepas ulat datang, bilik ku pule dimasuki langau. Bukak tingkap aje langau masuk, langau masuk ajer bukak tingkap. Tau la summer kan, tapi agak-agak arh. Tak glemer betul langau masuk dalam bilik. Ehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku ni kuat merajuk ke? Ade sape-sape rase aku kuat merajuk, angkat tangan. Sebab aku rase aku ni kuat merajuk. Sikit-sikit merajuk, sikit-sikit merajuk. Macam mane nak buat eh? Ade sape-sape boleh bagi nasihat untuk menjadi tidak kuat merajuk? Penat la merajuk sebenarnyer, tapi tak boleh mesti kena merajuk juge. Atau mungkin sebab aku tengah period so emosi tak berape stabil? Aku rase bukan sebab period. Memang perangai aku ni macam gini. Bagaimana mahu berubah? Advice anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh ye, 2 malam lepas aku menonton semi final Britain’s Got Talent dengan housemate terchenta ku. Pastu tibe-tibe keluar satu iklan ni. Aku punyer la menjerit mace nge ape jer. Sebab? Patrick Dempsey punye iklan daa. Aku tak bajet giler die ade berlakon iklan. Sungguh la mendreamy kan. Mahu lihat? Atau sudah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RetJzqHY9Ng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RetJzqHY9Ng&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tak jumpe english version punye, perancis pun jadik lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yeay! Aku berbangga Chelsea berjaya mengalahkan Everton dengan bergaye nyer siang tadi. Walaupun FA Cup saje, tapi tetap menang kan daripada takde lansung. Punyerlah berdebar-debar mase tengok match tadi. Wah aku pulak yang berdebar. Belum jadik WAGs lagik. Ahaha ade hati nak jadik WAGs (gelak berjemaah sumer orang). Walaupun Everton gol kan the fastest gol ever made in the history of final match in FA Cup (which is on the 25th second just after the kick off) tapi Chelsea tetap mantap mengalahkan Everton. After 2 tropyhless years, somehow Guus Hiddink berjaya bring back at least 1 of the silverware. Tapi sayang nyer Guus tidak mahu stay mengecoach Chelsea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, lupe pule, sian Christiano Ronaldo. Ape lagi mamat cengeng ni nanges sakan la biler kene belasah 2-0 dengan Barca. Haha. Giler durjana aku. Takpe, there’s always next season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-3099977999980365637?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/3099977999980365637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=3099977999980365637' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3099977999980365637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3099977999980365637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/05/ulat-dan-perut-perut.html' title='ulat dan perut-perut.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-4274728816808008977</id><published>2009-05-17T06:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T07:03:47.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have a break, have a kit kat~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay guys and girls, stop reading, put aside your notes, or even stop answering those rather tricky, tough and sometimes could be annoyingly ridiculous passes years’ question. Just sit back, relax, turn up your laptops’ speaker volume, listen and watch and probably you &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; grab a Kit Kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uiH4BFTELME&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uiH4BFTELME&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This cute guy name is Alexander and he is so cute!!!..okay i mention it twice...but he is and the song is really really, i mean truly comel giler kot ;) every country yang give the highest mark pun seems to like this cutie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it’s the Eurovision song competition. And everyone is talking about it (apart from us) and it was a great show. Well, I don’t actually watch it from the beginning because it’s such a very long TV program but I do have a sneak peak during the votes just now. Kitorang sangatlah excited whenever UK got the highest marks from other European country. Ewah sejak biler aku warganegare UK nih. Ehehe. So this year most popular song belongs to Norway. Luckily UK manages to get into top 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, anyone didn’t know was on earth Eurovision is, have a quick skimming and scanning in the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eurovision_Song_Contest"&gt;Wikipedia. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: listen to the lyrics; it’s really simple and plain yet very interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: at least he got to be in love with his fairytale. Do I get a chance to? Hmm, that's something to ponder upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-4274728816808008977?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/4274728816808008977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=4274728816808008977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4274728816808008977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4274728816808008977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-break-have-kit-kat.html' title='have a break, have a kit kat~'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-6007363382145024802</id><published>2009-05-10T21:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:54:02.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terkejut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most surprising week? Obviously not but I dare say quite a few things that made me startle did happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let’s begin with the most shocking referee decision ever made during the semi final second leg match between Chelsea and Barcelona. Or should I say the most stupid decision ever made in the history of Champions League? Well that may sound a bit childish and even more it sound like a broken hearted Chelsea fan who desperately hoping that this time Chelsea made it to final. But seriously, tolong lah, 3 handball kot! And one of it, the referee was like 5 feet away! Takkan tak nampak kot. Nak kate bute cam mane plak leh jadik ref kan. I was like; ape kes ni. 5 kaki tu tak jauh kot. My height pun 5 kaki cukop-cukop makan jer, so bayangkan lah betape dekatnyer 5 kaki itu. Dah ler camtu, pastu jiran sebelah rumahku ini pule mungkin penyokong-penyokong Manchester atau pun diorang memang support Barca. Tak kesah la tu. Yang tensionnyer, biler Chelsea dah lead 1-0 diorang senyap ajer, skali biler Barca score, punye la excited, yang I paham diorang sebut GOAL jer yang lain tu diorang cakap ngarab lah, ngarab lah. I was like, hampeh punyer jiran macam ko tau jer aku kat sebelah ni makan hati. Ehehe. Such a disappointing matches, not because Chelsea was not good enough but because of bad decision made by the ref. Still, what Drogba said to the ref at the end of the match was a bit harsh and not very good for young viewers (though I thought that serves him right).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said about that. I was watching Britain’s Got Talent last night with Zirah (it’s become a routine between us to watch the show together) and when the show end, kitorang ingat nak sambung tengok CSI New York new season (which is our favourite CSI as well). Pastu sementare tengah dok tunggu iklan, I pun bercerita la dengan si Zirah ni. FYI, Zirah ni suke gelak, I cite sikit, gelak nyer yang lebey. Pastu tengah kitorang dok terkekeh kekeh gelak (bagaikan tak sedar exam ala-ala lagi seminggu ajer) tiba-tiba~ kitorang dengar orang ketuk tingkap umah kitorang. Dah la TV kitorang baru ajer diubah dekat ngan tingkap tu. Pastu Zirah and I was really terkejut and kitorang pun terdiam. Actually we were afraid of the TV license guy (ni la yang di katekan berani kerana benar takut kerana salah…ewah macam Karam Sigh Walia plak rase…ehehe). Lame gak la kitorang mendiamkan diri terpaku kat sofa tu. Pastu biler cam dah lame and tak de pun bunyi ape-ape, Zirah pun pegi la tengok kat tingkap and tak de sape pun sebenarnyer. I was like; Zirah akak takut giler! Dah la mase dengar bunyi tu I noticed that tak nampak pun bayang orang kat tingkap tu. And kalau betul-betul orang nak datang rumah, mestilah die ketuk lagi after the first knock tu kan. I memang takut giler la. Nasib baik la TV tu kat bawah, kalau kat atas pastu dengar orang ketuk camtu, eeeiiiiii, seram. Naik bulu roma ku ini. Seriously aku terkejut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, speaking of Britain’s Got Talent, I should say last night punye audition was jawdroppingly full of surprises. Kenape? Lihat sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DhFRFtSzdSI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DhFRFtSzdSI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And first I was like; whot? (dengan nada Paul Moss yang terkejut biler tau akak yang mahu di audition itu bekerja sebagai gym instructor). I yang gelak nonstop tu sebab memang tak bajet la mamat ni cenggini orangnyer. Simon siap tak tau nak cakap aper tu. Zirah and I memang terkejut giler kot! And I love watching muke terkejut Simon. So they say don’t judge the book by its cover and how looks can be deceiving ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh yer satu perkara lagi yang agak mengejutkan. I’ve just heard early of this week that student KPM kat Autralia and New Zealand dah balik Malaysia. Wow how shocking that news was (dengan nada yang sangat cynical). And the best part yet to come: which is diorang pun mungkin akan buat KPLI dekat tempat yang same dengan kite. Then again, another big WOW. I mean mungkin orang lain tak terkejut sebab diorang takde kene mengena pun dalam ini gambar. And mungkin orang akan berkate; Mira get a grip okay, move on. Well it’s not about moving on atau tidak. I mean, well actually I don’t really know what I meant. Oh tak mengape lah. Nak buat macam mane, kalau dah memang betul, terpakse lah menghadapinyer dengan hati yang terbuka dan senyuman yang meleret. Lagipun senyum tu kan sedekah (twitter twitter twitter). Ape-ape jelah and ade aku kesah? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuB5UkdqWbU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VuB5UkdqWbU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dunia belum berakhir...lalala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-6007363382145024802?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/6007363382145024802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=6007363382145024802' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/6007363382145024802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/6007363382145024802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/05/terkejut.html' title='Terkejut!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-2362963749796758467</id><published>2009-04-24T04:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:54:07.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merapu.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aduh aku bengang giler dengan internet kat umah aku nih. Tersipot-sipot, pastu kejap-kejap terdisconnect. Internet cap ayam betol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ari Isnin ari tu aku dah start skolah. Hehe. Bunyik tak menariks lansung. Aku dah la tengah musim susah nak tidur pastu skolah banyak plak start kul 9 pagi, aduhai mencabar betol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ye reason sebab (dah reason sebab pulak) aku tak leh tido malam sebab umah Odey kene masuk pencurik ari Sabtu ari tu. Heh umah die yang masuk pencurik tapi aku yang tak tido malam. Hihi. Bukan ape sebab tahun ni macam banyak plak kecurian-kecurian yang memang la menakutkan so aku pun ala-ala cuak la kan. Dah le umah Odey kot yang kene masuk tu. Kalau umah orang lain yang tak berape nak bergerinding takdela aku cuak sangat kan. Wah giler tak gune aku nih. Hehe. Pastu siap kitorang punye teori (sejak mengadap CSI ngan Criminal Minds nih kitorang memang berimaginasi tinggi sket) pencurik tu lari kot City Road which is lari depan umah aku la kirenye. Yer yer memang itu teori semate-mate tapi aku memang berimaginasi tinggi sket. Ehehe. Malam-malam biler aku dah masuk dalam duvet nak tido tiba-tiba~ aku cam terpikir eh macam mane kalau pencurik masuk umah aku pastu die masuk bilik aku pastu aku cam tak sedar and aku tak nampak die masuk bilik aku sebab aku tutup muke aku dengan duvet. Pastu sedar-sedar bilik ku sudah digeledah dan habis barang-barang ku. Wah giler la drama. Eh tapi baik la aku berimaginasi daripada nanti dah jadik aku yang paniks tak tentu pasal. Kesimpulannyer aku takut la. Semue orang pun tengah takut la kirenye (eh ke aku sorang jer?). Lagi satu, ade la CSI datang umah Odey kunun nak amik cap jari, tapi jangan lah anda semua sangka CSI semuanye hot-hot belake macam Wolfe atau Detective Flack atau Danny yang sememangnyer wujud di alam drama bersiri. Tapi hakikatnyer CSI yang datang umah Odey ari tu macam CSI pencen ajer. Grissom pon lagik kacak, boleh tak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa aku baru balik dari tengok match semalam (again!). Ehehe. Chelsea lawan ngan Everton. Aduhai gersang tul match tu. Leh tak seri 0-0 ajer. Aku cam, shut takde gol lansung. Sian Bazil, dah ler first time tengok match pastu takde gol plak. Nasib baik la ari tu aku pegi Chelsea menang and nasib baik la kali ni seri. Kalau kalah, berdarah telinge aku mendengar komen-komen yang tak best. Walaubagaimanapun Terry memang la kiuts. Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku lupe nak tulis sebenarnye Yat ngan Syaz ngan Ecah tak jadik pun datang Nott ari tu! Kaciwa aku. Memberi harapan palsu betul. So tak jadik la kitorang ke Matlock. Mungkin lain kali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku benci Tomok! Yer itulah yang ingin disampaikan di sini ( bak kate Ayu macam la Tomok tu suke aku…eewwww!). Aku bengang giler sebab Amylea kuar pastu aku menyampah tahap ayam dengan si Esther sebab leh plak cakap die minat Paul Moss tu. Giler taktik kotor. Kalau nyanyi sodap telinge mendongar manis gak. Wah macam la aku nyanyi sedap giler. Nyanyi sing star kat umah Taufiq pun ke laut sumernyer. Tapi tak kesah la sebab aku bukan masuk OIAM pun kan. Ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penat dah aku merapu nih. Owh yer sebelum tu aku nak tinggal kan kamu semua satu tag yang sangat simple =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi 5 sebab kenape anda masih single sampai sekarang walaupun siler sedar umur anda bukan 21 tahun seperti ade sesetengah orang masih perasan tapi hakikatnyer umur anda sudah …. (siler isi tempat kosong sendirik).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;·         Bukan tak nak couple tapi saye nak tumpukan perhatian terhadap career saye, saye nak bina career saye (jangan bina carier sudah), lagipun umur muda lagikan (ni jawapan Melodi).&lt;br /&gt;·         Ramai jer orang macam masuk-masuk jarum tapi saye belum bersedia lagi, yer la kan it’s a big step tak kan nak main cekup jer (giler la jawapan perasan tahap ayam).&lt;br /&gt;·         Oh, haven’t you heard? Single is a new black.&lt;br /&gt;·         Susah la nak carik lelaki yang decent nowadays, kalau yang ok pun silap-silap gay kan. Dah la lelaki kurang, so I pun cam tak nak la rush into this thing kan (giler jonah jawapan).&lt;br /&gt;·         Errm…errrmm…tadi macam banyak alasan aku tapi biler nak tulis macam takde lak.&lt;br /&gt;·         Owh, I tak bersedie coz I’m still not over him. I have past history yang buat I macam takut nak couple nih (though past history ko tu dah agak-agak decades ago and bukan chenta sejati pun chenta monyet semate-mate, tolong la move on people!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semua orang yang kalau rajin nak buat tag buat la tag ni. Sesiape yang rase die single wajib buat tag nih. Diulang wajib! Simple ajer. 5 sajer. Okay aku buat 6 sebab macam tibe-tibe ade plak idea. Heh. Kalau malas tak yah la buat tapi kalau korang buat jugak seronok jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-2362963749796758467?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/2362963749796758467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=2362963749796758467' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2362963749796758467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2362963749796758467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/04/merapucom.html' title='merapu.com'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-5563041283598135551</id><published>2009-04-10T22:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:44:18.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la la la la life is wonderful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Minggu depan…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Selase minggu depan insyaAllah Yat ngan Syaz nak datang Notts. Diorang dah kebosanan giler kot pastu aku ngan Syaz ni yang mengcount down giler cite 17 Again tuh. Ala cite yang ade Zac Efron tu. Aku nih tak la suke sangat Zac Efron ni tapi biler tengok trailer 17 Again rase macam alahai kiuts nyer mamat nih. So dengan kedatangan diorang leh nak meronggeng tengok citer nih. Pastu Fast and Furious pun dah release gak kan. Wah banyak betul citer nak tengok. Haa lagik satu kitorang tengah excited nak bawak orang gi Matlock Bath kat Derby. First time Notts ni ade mende menariks sket yang leh di bangge kan. Teehee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Semalam…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku baru balik dari Birmingham. Biaselah kitorang kalu pergi Birm mestilah tak reti-reti nak balikkan. Tujuan asal pergi Birm is to watch Jason Mraz live at, well tak ingat plak name tempat tu ape. Tapi kesimpulannyer memang best la Encik Jason tu. Suare memang la sodap. Biarpun (trimas Beya kerana mengajar aku word nih…ehehe) aku tersepit di antara abang-abang tinggi yang tengok Jason Mraz nyanyi tapi takde feeling lansung. Diorang berdiri tegak aje, penat Encik Jason nyanyi tapi diorang yang macam takde pape tuh. Tak kesahlah yer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KtGQsfPWfMU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KtGQsfPWfMU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;suker giler lagu ini~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seminggu yang lalu…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newcastle memang la panas. Ingatkan jauh nun di utara sejuk la rupe-rupenye panas. Hitam habis muke ku yang agak-agak tak berape nak cantik nih. Aku, kakak Ummy ngan rakan-rakan di Leeds berjalan-jalan di Newcastle. Tapi memang cantik la town die, uni die sume-sume lah. Kitorang siap gi Durham lagik jalan-jalan. Yer aku pergi Alnwick Castle tapi tutup. Hampeh tahap cipan. Aku pegi 31 March tapi die bukak 1 April. Siot tak. Tapi akan ku pergi sekali lagi kerane wajib lah aku pergi tempat yang ade kene mengene dengan Harry Potter kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sR_eRHUI/AAAAAAAABrs/NCVgXfMXuK4/s1600-h/DSC05626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323092340927176002" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sR_eRHUI/AAAAAAAABrs/NCVgXfMXuK4/s200/DSC05626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9vJVU8aqI/AAAAAAAABr0/dlMmEGtycyM/s1600-h/DSC05608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323095490709711522" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9vJVU8aqI/AAAAAAAABr0/dlMmEGtycyM/s200/DSC05608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323092336464899074" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sRu2YLAI/AAAAAAAABrk/p-f3Q1zaEEY/s200/IMG_1629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sRfsrV0I/AAAAAAAABrc/rMTui3Iy380/s1600-h/DSC05686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323092332397680450" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sRfsrV0I/AAAAAAAABrc/rMTui3Iy380/s200/DSC05686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sRN3XgzI/AAAAAAAABrM/wnQcncAS8S4/s1600-h/DSC05741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323092327610680114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sRN3XgzI/AAAAAAAABrM/wnQcncAS8S4/s200/DSC05741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sRftM9-I/AAAAAAAABrU/irODUSNTj34/s1600-h/IMG_1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323092332399884258" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sRftM9-I/AAAAAAAABrU/irODUSNTj34/s200/IMG_1780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awal-awal cuti…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ari Sabtu aku mule cuti musim bunge (giler la ayat bahse melayu…ni kalu amik SPM sekali lagi confirm BM aku A1…eh BM aku memang A1 okay…teehee~), hari Ahad pagi aku terus ajer bergerak ke Italy. Hai, what more can you say about Italy except that the food is superb, the people are nice and the places are really really beautiful. Bak kate orang Italy kan “Rome, la citta eternal”. This means the eternal city of Rome. Memang best la Italy. Aku rase Italy lagi seronok dari France la. Ehehe suke ati aku jer mengcompare. Heheh. Kat Rome ni jugak lah kamera terchenta aku jatuh gedebuk gedebik dan menjadi main reason kenape kamera ku rosak skrang. Waa~~ aku sedey giler sebab aku nih tak leh hidop tanpe kamera. Baru lah aku paham perasaan mereka yang tiada kamera. Tapi aku sronok jugak sebab kawan ku sorang nih baru beli SLR, so baru lah aku paham juge perasaan mereka-mereka yang ade kamera tapi keje dok jadik model kat kamera aku (biarpun kamera aku bukan SLR) sebab memang la best biler ko posing jer orang lain yang pulun amik gambar. Hikhikhik.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323083557538005698" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9kSuzGgsI/AAAAAAAABqM/_k07-ZSbTgQ/s200/IMG_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9kSeV2u8I/AAAAAAAABqE/4DnhpnB-wcA/s1600-h/IMG_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323083553120369602" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9kSeV2u8I/AAAAAAAABqE/4DnhpnB-wcA/s200/IMG_0700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323083565433359346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9kTMNgC_I/AAAAAAAABqc/Uvv97z4-VK4/s200/IMG_1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9kTPyBmSI/AAAAAAAABqk/JSm3QFRuKHY/s1600-h/IMG_1148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323083566391859490" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9kTPyBmSI/AAAAAAAABqk/JSm3QFRuKHY/s200/IMG_1148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gelati yang sangat masyuk~ lemon is my favourite....yumayhs~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9kSxt_5JI/AAAAAAAABqU/Pdreqno5h8I/s1600-h/IMG_0970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323083558321906834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9kSxt_5JI/AAAAAAAABqU/Pdreqno5h8I/s200/IMG_0970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323089103385314018" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9pVisIwuI/AAAAAAAABrE/MwAt7v4tbDo/s200/IMG_1133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323089096060748482" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9pVHZ0wsI/AAAAAAAABqs/YJe_Jr7balk/s200/IMG_1469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9pVX-2nFI/AAAAAAAABq0/q-WTGBnbCbQ/s1600-h/IMG_1359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323089100511026258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9pVX-2nFI/AAAAAAAABq0/q-WTGBnbCbQ/s200/IMG_1359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2, 3 hari sebelum cuti…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Kununnyer aku nih nak menyambut Mother’s Day ikut UK sebab ye la biler la lagi nak celebrate kan. Kalu kat Malaysia tarikh die lain ngan UK. So aku pun tengah-tengah malam mencarik-carik la florist kat Malaysia sebab aku nak anta bunge dekat ibu terchenta ku yang senantiase busy memanjang. Carik punye carik akhirnyer dapatlah aku menghantor bunge peberet ibuku. Nasib baik la ade kalu tak sedey jugak lah. Pukul 3 pagi waktu UK on 22nd March 2009 aku pun terjage dari tidur sebab henset ku yang terhangat di pasaran nih (yang ade infra red tu) berbunyik dengan kuatnyer. Ingatkan alarm sebab aku memang nak kene bangun awal sebab flight aku ke Italy kul 7.30 pagi. Rope-ropenyer ade MMS (jangan memain henset aku leh accept MMS tau..hikhikhik). Inilah MMS nyer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323077904530336242" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9fJrtC6fI/AAAAAAAABp8/ncGKBAb5z_c/s200/DSC01133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ibuku yang terchenta...siap pakai apron sebab nak masak...hihi...ibu i love you so much! if i could have chosen, i would have picked no other than for you, to be my lifelong friend and precious MOTHER =)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sepanjang cuti musim bunge…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kitorang di Nottingham nih telah menyebarkan virus Anas Tahir. Sape-sape yang tak tau siape kah gerangan Anas Tahir nih memang lah korang Koq. Hehe. Tak la. Mamat nih adik Faizal Tahir yang tengah study kat UK. Die nih ske upload video kat youtube and die dok mengtease one of the contestant kat OIAM 3. So sepanjang cuti nih kitorang pun dok Koq ajer la. Hihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w7_aaCovH1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w7_aaCovH1o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nih video peberet aku...mase nih die nyanyi serius sket so sodap la di dengar...ehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sebulan yang lalu…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Adelah tarikh terakhir aku mengepost entry kat blog nih. Bukannyer takde activity yang nak di post kan tapi memang aku malas tak tahu la kenape. Aku nih nak kate busy tak la busy sangat. Nak kate pemos tak la pemos sangat tapi ade la jugak orang kenal aku. Apekah yang aku merepek nih. Anyway aku ala-ala busy la jugak kan and aku cam selalu takde kat umah ajer weekend so tak sempat nak mengepost entry. Kepada peminat setia aku (OMG! ade ke peminat setia???!!) minte maaf la ye. Ahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-5563041283598135551?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/5563041283598135551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=5563041283598135551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5563041283598135551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5563041283598135551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/04/la-la-la-la-life-is-wonderful.html' title='la la la la life is wonderful...'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sd9sR_eRHUI/AAAAAAAABrs/NCVgXfMXuK4/s72-c/DSC05626.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-9021949251481293283</id><published>2009-03-10T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:07:30.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Chelsea, but I love my money too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hai, tidaklah dapat dibayangkan betape gumbiranye rase di hati when finally after 3 years of waiting, last 2 week, I manage to watch Chelsea perform at Stamford Bridge and it was a home match for Chelsea vs. Wigan Athletic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like a dream jer as we entered the stadium, Lampard was right in front of us and was about to make a corner kick. Actually kitorang sampai lambat sikit disebabkan masalah yang sangatlah tidak dapat dielakkan and also sebab kitorang pulun dok makan kat Malaysian Hall. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak dijadikan al kisah ceritenye, kitorang as in Zirah, Odey and I pepagi lagi dah bergerak ke train station sebab nak catch match at 3.00p.m. Sekali biler sampai jer kat train station and I pun insert jer my debit card to collet my tickets, I was like; shut, aku tertinggal rail card! I yang dah gelabah giler and Odey yang dah bising sebab it was like the most important thing kot yang you have to bring along with you when you travel by train. Since tak sempat nak patah balik amik the rail card, kitorang pun terus je la board the train. Mule-mule I yang macam cool giler (sejak biler aku cool tah), sekali biler pakcik check tiket tu datang, I was like berdebar giler, lutut sume dah menggeletar dah. Skali pakcik tiket tu buat dek aje, tak tanye lansung pasal rail card. He don’t even bother to ask Odey and Zirah jugak. I was like lega giler. Tapi still hati macam rase tak sedap jer. Pastu I yang cool balik sebab dok berborak dengan hebatnyer sampai dah terlupe pasal rail card tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekali biler sampai aje kat London, turun ajer dari train, makcik-makcik and pakcik-pakcik check tiket dah tunggu dah dekat exit. Again, I was like; shut nak check lagi ker! Mase tu serius lutut dah menggeletar balik, giler nervous macam kene tahan polis biler memandu tapi takde lesen (okay, not that I know macam mane perasaan kene tahan polis kan sebab lessen pun tak de!), tapi lebey kurang camtu lah perasaannyer. Pastu bile pakcik tu tanye; where’s your rail card, I pun buat-buat lah carik dalam beg. Then terus jer belakon; OMG! I left my rail card at home. I didn’t realize it. I thought it was in my bag. Tapi alkisah sedihnyer hati ini pakcik tu macam tak percaye (nampak sangat lakonan tak menjadi). Pastu terus die suruh ade sorang makcik ni handle my case. Betape sedihnyer lagi biler makcik tu lagi la super kerek yang tuduh-tuduh I takde rail card. Die siap yang; you don’t have a rail card don’t you? Pastu I was like; no I do have a rail card but I left it at home. I thought it was in my bag (again mengulang jawapan yang same). Pastu makcik tu yang; orang dalam train tadi tak mintak ke rail card awak? Then I said; no he didn’t. And die siap tanye Odey ngan Zirah betul ke orang tu tak tanye. Memang orang tu tak tanye pun. Pastu makcik tu cakap lagi; if you have a rail card when it is run out? I yang tak paham giler ape die cakap and terus jer tanye; what do you mean? Then die tanye lagi. Pastu lame giler I pikir then I terus jer cakap; ooo you mean the expiry date! Bongok tak tanye when it is run out. Mane lah I nak faham since time tu tengah cuak giler, pastu nak kene kursus bahase Inggeris plak kan. Paniks la I. Apekah punye bahase sebegitu rupe. Aku yang ala-ala gagap cakap orang putih ni pun tau proper words nye which is EXPIRY DATE! Hai time tu memang geram plus gelabah gak la. Pastu makcik tu punye la tak percaye ape I cakap siap pergi carik pakcik yang tanye tiket kitorang dalam train tadi. I was like; tak perlu la kot, suruh je la aku bayar jer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu biler agaknyer die carik pakcik tu tak jumpe, die pun datang balik kat I and said that I have to pay for my journey from Nottingham to London to. I was like tak kisah lah dah memang kene bayar kan. Sape suruh mengong sangat pegi tinggal rail card kan. Ingatkan bayar macam penalty jer, sekali die suruh bayar £65.50 for single journey from Nottingham to London. Bayangkan lah! I yang dalam hati; kalu dari awal ko suruh aku bayar takde la aku pissed off sangat, tapi siap nak pegi carik pakcik tiket tu pastu siap tuduh-tuduh orang lagi, pastu suruh aku bayar gak. Macam siot!!!! Then I was like being super nice and super cool dengan rela hati (tak la berape nak rela tapi pura-pura rela) dan senyum meleret sampai ke telinge keluarkan la duit. Nasib baik la tergerak hati nak bawak cash banyak sebab bongok tak bongok station London tu, debit card tak leh gune. Lagi la super siot kan (banyak betul kate-kate kesat…heh). Pastu before I leave them I siap cakap sorry lagi sebab tertinggal rail card tu tapi sekali lagi makcik tu bersikap macam siot die leh buat dek jer, siap tak pandang my face lansung. Muke die yang macam; sudah aku tak nak dengar alasan kau, omong sama jari! I was like; hello muke aku ni muke penipu ker. Muke aku ni muke pengganas ker. Tolong lah makcik baru keje check tiket kat London dah nak berlagak. Okay I’m being rude now. But still, I know it’s my fault and I did said I’m sorry and it’s still doesn’t give her the license to act that way kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastu die suruh plak beli tiket untuk return plak kat kaunter. Then I pun pegi la turun beli tiket. Bile sampai kat kaunter, makcik tu yang dah; oooh why did you go upstairs, why didn’t you come straight away to the counter. (Dalam hati yang mendidih tapi tetap maintain senyum sampai ke telinga) I pun cakap lah; I didn’t know because they were waiting at the exit gate. So I have no choice. Makcik tu yang baik giler siap cakap; you have to buy a new tiket and it cost you £53.00, ooh I feel so bad that you have to buy this tiket. At that precise moment I was like; Oh Tuhanku, apelah dosa hamba Mu ini. Then dengan hati yang sejuk sikit sebab makcik tu cam baik giler and bersimpati, I pun keluarkan lah duit again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys just imagine, at the first place I bought the ticket online and it cost me £35.00 then I have to pay another £65.50 and then another £53.00 just for a journey from Nottingham to London. Hai korang buatlah tambah tolak darab bahaginyer sendirik berape I dah spent just on tiket! With that amount of money I should have been able to visit Milan 3 times kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND nasib baik lah it was worth it because Chelsea WINS! And the first goal was scored by John Terry! I was like; huh though I have to pay such amount of money but it was worth it. Seriously speaking it is NOT easy to watch a defender scored a goal okay. Only the Italians do it. But yes, as one of the best defender in the world, JT did it. It was his first left footed volleyed goal and making him Chelsea’s highest scoring defender ever. He is our skipper! The experience to be in that stadium was priceless. The goal was really really unsangkerable. Macam tiba-tiba~ GOAL! The match was overall okay, though Chelsea a bit defensive rather than attacking still they manage to control the game. Tapi bile Wigan manage to equalize the score we were like cacing kepanasan sebab mase tu memang tinggal berape minit jer lagi before the whistle blows. Goal Wigan ni lagi la super duper unsangkerable. Tiba-tiba je bola dah ade dalam goal. We were like; eh bile mase diorang masuk 1 goal. Hehe. Luckily Lampard who have always been Chelsea savior manage to score the winning goal. I was really really satisfied sampai lenguh la jugak kaki-kaki dan tangan-tangan ku as if I plak yang main. Ehehe. Ooo one of the reason my kaki sakit giler is because kitorg yang dok kejap duduk kejap berdiri bukan sebab Chelsea nak score ke ape, tapi sebab abang-abang yang kat sebelah kitorang mase dalam stadium tu dok keje nak keluar ajer. Kitorang ni dah la duduk tepi skali. Pastu keliling semue lelaki-lelaki yang gagah-gagah belake. Pastu diorang ni asyik nak keluar jer. Nak terkencing kot. Hehe. So keje kitorang dok bangun duduk, bangun duduk plak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, though I feel that it was worth it, still, dalam hati teringat-ingat muke mak cik tiket yang kerek dan duit yang terbang melayang-layang. Bukan nye sikit banyak tuh. Terpakse lah berjimat sket lepas nih. Heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, like I said, I love Chelsea but I love my money too…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: ever since this incident, I’ve become super careful with everything. Even ticket Rainbow 5 yang one way pun I simpan elok-elok. And since the incident I rase I ni clumsy giler, lengai giler, important thing like railcard pun boleh lupe and like I said, I know it's my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: please excuse my language, orang tengah pissed of kan. Kate-kate kesat tidak lah dapat dielakkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-9021949251481293283?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/9021949251481293283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=9021949251481293283' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/9021949251481293283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/9021949251481293283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-chelsea-but-i-love-my-money-too.html' title='I love Chelsea, but I love my money too...'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-5340299851182115688</id><published>2009-03-01T19:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:13:39.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue is the colour!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Date: 28 February 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Venue: Stamford Bridge, Fulham&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Event: Chelsea vs. Wigan Athletic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Result: Chelsea 2 , Wigan 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Attendance: 40 714&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap68II_qoI/AAAAAAAABpk/2sEKswtnzE8/s1600-h/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308190284205501058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap68II_qoI/AAAAAAAABpk/2sEKswtnzE8/s200/IMG_0086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the view inside the stadium...giler kan diorang ni dengan bola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap68WV7j3I/AAAAAAAABps/oR2WwmRSlgc/s1600-h/IMG_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308190288017854322" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap68WV7j3I/AAAAAAAABps/oR2WwmRSlgc/s200/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap68L9O52I/AAAAAAAABpc/Pn27muBRtH0/s1600-h/IMG_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308190285229909858" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap68L9O52I/AAAAAAAABpc/Pn27muBRtH0/s200/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4Zlq23aI/AAAAAAAABoc/ivdq1NrNSPM/s1600-h/IMG_0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308187491813481890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4Zlq23aI/AAAAAAAABoc/ivdq1NrNSPM/s200/IMG_0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During the match &amp;amp; Lampard's taking a corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap67ruKkPI/AAAAAAAABpM/yL5smwQUwTM/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308190276576776434" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap67ruKkPI/AAAAAAAABpM/yL5smwQUwTM/s200/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5e6Gh9lI/AAAAAAAABpE/KxvbtI3wVzM/s1600-h/IMG_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308188682709235282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5e6Gh9lI/AAAAAAAABpE/KxvbtI3wVzM/s200/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap6725M0uI/AAAAAAAABpU/K8K5d1yeZkU/s1600-h/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308190279575851746" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap6725M0uI/AAAAAAAABpU/K8K5d1yeZkU/s200/IMG_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Half time means photo taking time =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5ehmbaRI/AAAAAAAABo8/EgaXx53ux0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308188676132137234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5ehmbaRI/AAAAAAAABo8/EgaXx53ux0Y/s200/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5endG-XI/AAAAAAAABo0/_mO6S0wiSxA/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308188677703661938" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5endG-XI/AAAAAAAABo0/_mO6S0wiSxA/s200/IMG_0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm a super duper trouper huge fan of John Terry, so all I did was taking his picture....hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5eExedHI/AAAAAAAABos/n6H4-U8Bn-0/s1600-h/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308188668393845874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5eExedHI/AAAAAAAABos/n6H4-U8Bn-0/s200/IMG_0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5dx8PIyI/AAAAAAAABok/vaVjYL-lOj0/s1600-h/IMG_0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308188663338705698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap5dx8PIyI/AAAAAAAABok/vaVjYL-lOj0/s200/IMG_0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abang-abang ni memang semangat giler...they were like non-stop singing the Chelsea anthem song...memang semangat habes arh...kitorang kat tepi tu dok kuk kik kuk kik gelak tengok diorang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4ZZdpXHI/AAAAAAAABoU/RGYpOWPIpVI/s1600-h/IMG_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308187488536845426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4ZZdpXHI/AAAAAAAABoU/RGYpOWPIpVI/s200/IMG_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the match was over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4Y_tI3JI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSBRAIPw220/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308187481622502546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4Y_tI3JI/AAAAAAAABoE/aSBRAIPw220/s200/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4ZGqevRI/AAAAAAAABoM/tBxB1q3nvqk/s1600-h/IMG_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308187483490401554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4ZGqevRI/AAAAAAAABoM/tBxB1q3nvqk/s200/IMG_0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nasib baik lah menang, boleh la balik dengan hati yang gumbira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4YUshBxI/AAAAAAAABn8/bv_CQNS8acw/s1600-h/IMG_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308187470077167378" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap4YUshBxI/AAAAAAAABn8/bv_CQNS8acw/s200/IMG_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's sing along people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UlG_5HguNPE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UlG_5HguNPE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sure everyone remember this song. In 1997, Suggs recorded the song "Blue Day" for Chelsea F.C. with Chelsea players. It was the official song for the team for the FA Cup, which Chelsea eventually won. The song reached #22 in the UK charts. Mase ni Zola pun ade lagi kot. Teringat mase dulu-dulu tengok tv biler keluar aje iklan Liga Perdana Inggeris mesti sing along lagu Chelsea ni, Arsenal and Manchester United.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZYfi_Ex_gM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HZYfi_Ex_gM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chelsea fans love to sing a number of songs and this song is one of them. It was released in 1972 to coincide with the club's appearance in the League Cup final of that year and performed by the squad. Blue is the colour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-5340299851182115688?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/5340299851182115688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=5340299851182115688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5340299851182115688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5340299851182115688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/03/blue-is-colour.html' title='Blue is the colour!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/Sap68II_qoI/AAAAAAAABpk/2sEKswtnzE8/s72-c/IMG_0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-8232020885851904433</id><published>2009-02-24T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T22:10:31.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Oscar goes to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was youtubing for last night Academy Awards a.k.a Oscar and I kind of fell in love with Hugh Jackman macho voice (not to mention his dreamy face!). He really is a good singer. The opening was really nice and I really like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvTZ_PVKNf0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bvTZ_PVKNf0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He reminds me of Mcdreamy~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedapkan suare die. His voice was like one of those who star in a musical film. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway I reckon most of you guys already know the winner so tak payah lah I put it in here and as predicted Slumdog Millionaire dominated the night. Hai bilerlah nak pergi tengok Slumdog nih.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-8232020885851904433?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/8232020885851904433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=8232020885851904433' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/8232020885851904433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/8232020885851904433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-oscar-goes-to.html' title='And the Oscar goes to...'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-2237342161497195775</id><published>2009-02-15T05:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T06:02:59.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oleh kerana aku teramatlah yang paling bosan sekali, makenye aku pun terjumpa tag ini ketika mengfacebooking tadi. Since aku pun tak pernah tag mengetag ni kan, so ingat nak buat la tag ni. Here it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag 10 people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real and nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question. Have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name: Miera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four-letter word: mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's name: maniam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's name: memey, pompuan,pompuan,pompuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation: melalak di dalam bilik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color: merah menyala mak ngah (warna apekah sebenarnye itu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you wear: maxi dress (pakai ker?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A food: macaroni and cheese (amboi mentang-mentang la dok pulun tengok encik azroni~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom: meja (err, ade meja ke dalam bathroom?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A place: mamak place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A reason for being late: mandi lame giler sampai kat setengah jam baru kuar dari toilet...ehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you shout: mak ko terbalik!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A movie title: Monster Inc (punyer la lame aku pikir)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Something you drink: mango juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. A musical group: Mumm Ra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. An animal: memerang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A street name: Marlborough Street?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A type of car: Mercedes Benz, uuuu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The title of a song: Malam bulan dipagar bintang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. A curse word: mangkok ayon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan ini saye menge “tag” 10 orang yang ade di dalam blog list saye. Mereka termasuk jajaka-jajaka Malaya dan gadis-gadis Melayu yang seperti berikut:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.       Rusya Aznita&lt;br /&gt;2.       Marisa Elyani – Meysa bukan Memey!&lt;br /&gt;3.       Nurulhusna – bukan name sebenar (name sebenar die Siti Nur Odey)&lt;br /&gt;4.       Taufiq Syakirin – err tu ke name penuh ko?&lt;br /&gt;5.       Hairi – nape aku rase aku macam tak tau name sebenar ko eh Hairi&lt;br /&gt;6.       Dilla&lt;br /&gt;7.       Sabriza – name komersial die nih Leha&lt;br /&gt;8.       Amin&lt;br /&gt;9.       Shida&lt;br /&gt;10.   Oleh kerana tak cukup 10 bloglist aku nih, aku pun menge “tag” la Mohd Azwan Abdul Kader kalau-kalau die bace la blog aku nih. Err, nape aku takde blog Encik Azwan yer. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: If anyone dah pernah buat tag ni, ignore them ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-2237342161497195775?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/2237342161497195775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=2237342161497195775' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2237342161497195775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2237342161497195775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/02/oleh-kerana-aku-teramatlah-yang-paling.html' title=''/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-2123430974598378719</id><published>2009-02-14T03:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T05:49:00.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musim sejuk di sane sini: part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Musim sejuk di bulan Februari.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location I: Nottingham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2leucrI/AAAAAAAABmY/5u8Ul-AdSNc/s1600-h/IMG_5473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384767607403186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2leucrI/AAAAAAAABmY/5u8Ul-AdSNc/s200/IMG_5473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2c3oVzI/AAAAAAAABmQ/811rFNt99b4/s1600-h/IMG_5497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384765295941426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2c3oVzI/AAAAAAAABmQ/811rFNt99b4/s200/IMG_5497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2E9QK4I/AAAAAAAABmA/WefltYUGAFE/s1600-h/IMG_5530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384758877072258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2E9QK4I/AAAAAAAABmA/WefltYUGAFE/s200/IMG_5530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2U921VI/AAAAAAAABmI/_7Zwt1A7-RQ/s1600-h/IMG_5508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384763174573394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2U921VI/AAAAAAAABmI/_7Zwt1A7-RQ/s200/IMG_5508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302384758082705890" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2B_3GeI/AAAAAAAABl4/QTH4nPnhB3g/s200/IMG_5534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXlzDNeFZI/AAAAAAAABnI/T9MzOKLCz8U/s1600-h/IMG_5538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302396801496520082" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXlzDNeFZI/AAAAAAAABnI/T9MzOKLCz8U/s200/IMG_5538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXlzVw0hzI/AAAAAAAABnQ/aRfYydup8FA/s1600-h/IMG_5546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302396806476629810" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXlzVw0hzI/AAAAAAAABnQ/aRfYydup8FA/s200/IMG_5546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXlzjykVTI/AAAAAAAABnY/J7sm_Q66U4g/s1600-h/IMG_5571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302396810242053426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXlzjykVTI/AAAAAAAABnY/J7sm_Q66U4g/s200/IMG_5571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgvyzlVFI/AAAAAAAABnA/vI6EoSY5GbY/s1600-h/P1020667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391247995229266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgvyzlVFI/AAAAAAAABnA/vI6EoSY5GbY/s200/P1020667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgu_X-qfI/AAAAAAAABmg/xeuKKYB7KPs/s1600-h/IMG_5565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391234189240818" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgu_X-qfI/AAAAAAAABmg/xeuKKYB7KPs/s200/IMG_5565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgvqW0iMI/AAAAAAAABm4/YtsybtW9xOc/s1600-h/P1020668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391245727107266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgvqW0iMI/AAAAAAAABm4/YtsybtW9xOc/s200/P1020668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgu6ZfzMI/AAAAAAAABmo/aw6Yzqxj4qU/s1600-h/IMG_5629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391232853429442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgu6ZfzMI/AAAAAAAABmo/aw6Yzqxj4qU/s200/IMG_5629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgvf-0n-I/AAAAAAAABmw/PVfU7Xy0ee0/s1600-h/IMG_5672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302391242942095330" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXgvf-0n-I/AAAAAAAABmw/PVfU7Xy0ee0/s200/IMG_5672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXlz8_4YfI/AAAAAAAABng/Slwu0rtAhv8/s1600-h/IMG_5621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302396817008779762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXlz8_4YfI/AAAAAAAABng/Slwu0rtAhv8/s200/IMG_5621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dari kiri ke kanan: itik gemok Ayu, kucing comey Miera bernama Budi, anak itik kiuts Odey, kura-kura comey Yana =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Location II: Leeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXXkpG2QqI/AAAAAAAABlw/GpltkfjNgy4/s1600-h/DSC05560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302381160808465058" style="WIDTH: 150px; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXVcC2hfcI/AAAAAAAABk4/TvxeLUgcYhc/s200/DSC05510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXVb-2eXTI/AAAAAAAABkw/pVRQzf7-MeY/s1600-h/DSC05550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302378813003291954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXVb-2eXTI/AAAAAAAABkw/pVRQzf7-MeY/s200/DSC05550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302378811845475826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXVb6ibffI/AAAAAAAABko/U8XjTGNKlPo/s200/DSC05558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-2123430974598378719?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/2123430974598378719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=2123430974598378719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2123430974598378719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2123430974598378719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/02/musim-sejuk-di-sane-sini-part-ii.html' title='Musim sejuk di sane sini: part II'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SZXa2leucrI/AAAAAAAABmY/5u8Ul-AdSNc/s72-c/IMG_5473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-3860218287561396470</id><published>2009-02-03T05:52:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:06:03.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musim sejuk di sane sini: part I</title><content type='html'>Musim sejuk di Isketambola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298345498304353442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeBKKu4lKI/AAAAAAAABho/dxTQ-kCQ6wE/s200/IMG_4449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298363749628416610" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeRwiNokmI/AAAAAAAABkg/11yJM1VCg5c/s200/IMG_4378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYd-2bZMJQI/AAAAAAAABhA/UdinGhJ3xPA/s1600-h/IMG_4392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298342960156124418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYd-2bZMJQI/AAAAAAAABhA/UdinGhJ3xPA/s200/IMG_4392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYd-2syP87I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ibujic_LwFM/s1600-h/IMG_4440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298342964824634290" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYd-2syP87I/AAAAAAAABhQ/ibujic_LwFM/s200/IMG_4440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYd-2lSSz1I/AAAAAAAABhI/SdLZlm4weWM/s1600-h/IMG_4447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298342962811555666" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYd-2lSSz1I/AAAAAAAABhI/SdLZlm4weWM/s200/IMG_4447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYd-23iuBzI/AAAAAAAABhY/vt94wMNC_po/s1600-h/IMG_4472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298342967712286514" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYd-23iuBzI/AAAAAAAABhY/vt94wMNC_po/s200/IMG_4472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298345495329248514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeBJ_pkFQI/AAAAAAAABhg/3n9Sg1WMb1o/s200/IMG_4488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeBKCapP6I/AAAAAAAABhw/am6Fh3Rgt7c/s1600-h/IMG_4604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298345496071978914" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeBKCapP6I/AAAAAAAABhw/am6Fh3Rgt7c/s200/IMG_4604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeBKtsf7pI/AAAAAAAABh4/Da8vjDcXF34/s1600-h/IMG_4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298345507689590418" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeBKtsf7pI/AAAAAAAABh4/Da8vjDcXF34/s200/IMG_4611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeBKm-OtjI/AAAAAAAABiA/UcYy0iqwA4g/s1600-h/IMG_4650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298345505884911154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeBKm-OtjI/AAAAAAAABiA/UcYy0iqwA4g/s200/IMG_4650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeN_cJgHiI/AAAAAAAABkY/MeQMeR2UJQY/s1600-h/P1020468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298359607651999266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeN_cJgHiI/AAAAAAAABkY/MeQMeR2UJQY/s200/P1020468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298351736153708002" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeG1QiEFeI/AAAAAAAABig/-T94bYybFaY/s200/P1020478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeLshTUppI/AAAAAAAABjY/qd0kO5AegFI/s1600-h/IMG_4825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298357083594598034" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeLshTUppI/AAAAAAAABjY/qd0kO5AegFI/s200/IMG_4825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeG08t1tcI/AAAAAAAABiY/u8CqktF1fJo/s1600-h/P1020614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298351730834388418" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeG08t1tcI/AAAAAAAABiY/u8CqktF1fJo/s200/P1020614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ3jdAARI/AAAAAAAABjA/osQxybJP-KQ/s1600-h/IMG_4835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298355074127364370" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ3jdAARI/AAAAAAAABjA/osQxybJP-KQ/s200/IMG_4835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeG0sG7YWI/AAAAAAAABiQ/iedhmJz56-8/s1600-h/IMG_4692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298351726376214882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeG0sG7YWI/AAAAAAAABiQ/iedhmJz56-8/s200/IMG_4692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298351726859800914" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeG0t6OUVI/AAAAAAAABiI/FEm848Vks6I/s200/IMG_4670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeLs15DeWI/AAAAAAAABjg/q27CwBB8WW4/s1600-h/IMG_4962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298357089121565026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeLs15DeWI/AAAAAAAABjg/q27CwBB8WW4/s200/IMG_4962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeLs4LR-2I/AAAAAAAABjo/fG0TcOyswLo/s1600-h/IMG_5036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298357089734884194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeLs4LR-2I/AAAAAAAABjo/fG0TcOyswLo/s200/IMG_5036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeG1aAF9pI/AAAAAAAABio/MtayZeZEg00/s1600-h/IMG_4954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298351738695579282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeG1aAF9pI/AAAAAAAABio/MtayZeZEg00/s200/IMG_4954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ33qTchI/AAAAAAAABjI/Xl0YnShXh_I/s1600-h/IMG_4859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298355079551873554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ33qTchI/AAAAAAAABjI/Xl0YnShXh_I/s200/IMG_4859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ33VrQRI/AAAAAAAABjQ/VktnNDwnmqo/s1600-h/IMG_4872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298355079465353490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ33VrQRI/AAAAAAAABjQ/VktnNDwnmqo/s200/IMG_4872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeLtMa5IVI/AAAAAAAABjw/x40weAZq9Tk/s1600-h/IMG_5058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298357095169073490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeLtMa5IVI/AAAAAAAABjw/x40weAZq9Tk/s200/IMG_5058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeN-1GFZnI/AAAAAAAABkA/89HwU-2nuqs/s1600-h/IMG_5080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298359597168682610" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeN-1GFZnI/AAAAAAAABkA/89HwU-2nuqs/s200/IMG_5080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeN_P0VWiI/AAAAAAAABkQ/L1uATdkc4zw/s1600-h/IMG_5096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298359604341987874" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeN_P0VWiI/AAAAAAAABkQ/L1uATdkc4zw/s200/IMG_5096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeN_FOW2jI/AAAAAAAABkI/P6QAauRXi40/s1600-h/IMG_5094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298359601498348082" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeN_FOW2jI/AAAAAAAABkI/P6QAauRXi40/s200/IMG_5094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ3iLQjeI/AAAAAAAABi4/q1IJprpNlE8/s1600-h/IMG_4511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298355073784516066" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ3iLQjeI/AAAAAAAABi4/q1IJprpNlE8/s200/IMG_4511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ3e7P5sI/AAAAAAAABiw/t6NABpJHNjk/s1600-h/IMG_4509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298355072912058050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeJ3e7P5sI/AAAAAAAABiw/t6NABpJHNjk/s200/IMG_4509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather not babble too much as I has always believe that a picture worth thousands words. Well I’ve got more than enough to feed you guys out there about Istanbul, Turkey. All I could say that it really is a beautiful place to visit and it worth your time and money as well. I do not have any intention to talk about the unpleasant experience with the Istanbulus as for me, as soon as I rest myself in the airplane and gaze out of the window, knowing that the plane will be leaving this mesmerizing land, I too left all the unpleasant incident I encounter in a land called Istanbul. And the only thing that I brought home as a souvenir was only love and passion for the mysterious land as well as hope that one day, what was lost will be restored to where it belongs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~If one had but a single glance to give the world, one should gaze on Istanbul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alphonse de Lamartine, French writer, poet and politician.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~The beauty of a landscape resides in its melancholy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahmet Rasim, Turkish journalist and short-story writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-3860218287561396470?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/3860218287561396470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=3860218287561396470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3860218287561396470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3860218287561396470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/02/musim-sejuk-di-sane-sini-part-i.html' title='Musim sejuk di sane sini: part I'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SYeBKKu4lKI/AAAAAAAABho/dxTQ-kCQ6wE/s72-c/IMG_4449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-4509455156543372654</id><published>2009-01-26T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:25:29.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar-sugar~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ehehe. Walaupun rupa mu tidak lah begitu cantek dan membanggekan, ape tah lagi rase mu. Tatapi, kami tetap berbangge kerana KITORANG DAH TAU BUAT KUEH KERIA A.K.A KUEH GELANG! Apelah ade pade rupe kan. Heh. Eerrr, though rase die tak berapelah nak sedap macam kat gerai tepi jalan kan TTDI tu kan dan macam ala-ala keras jugak la kan. I mean tak la keras sangat tapi keras la jugak, cuma kalau baling kat dinding tu tembus gak arh umah tok arab sebelah nih kan. Tehee~. Tetapi rasenye tetap menjadi pengubat rindu kueh gelang makcik-makcik yang berjual-jualan di tepi jalan di Kuala Lumpur, Kajang mahupun di pekan Jitra. Barulah ku sedar betapa susahnyer nak buat kueh gelang nih walaupun nampak cam senang kan. Serious suspek arh makcik jual kueh gelang. Eh suspek lak. Ehehe, tershashul plak. Respect sebenarnye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0c51wOGeI/AAAAAAAABgY/UFzGAOU4WdI/s1600-h/IMG_5354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295420516865022434" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0c51wOGeI/AAAAAAAABgY/UFzGAOU4WdI/s200/IMG_5354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0c6J3O1vI/AAAAAAAABgg/oYt3jzVOc0Q/s1600-h/IMG_5370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295420522263140082" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0c6J3O1vI/AAAAAAAABgg/oYt3jzVOc0Q/s200/IMG_5370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ape-ape pun, don’t judge the book by its cover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, cupcakes anyone?? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0c6bHQZGI/AAAAAAAABgo/epIC_H87WcQ/s1600-h/IMG_5400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295420526893753442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0c6bHQZGI/AAAAAAAABgo/epIC_H87WcQ/s200/IMG_5400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0dKgpBSiI/AAAAAAAABgw/9_bFLumxabc/s1600-h/IMG_5412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295420803255454242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0dKgpBSiI/AAAAAAAABgw/9_bFLumxabc/s200/IMG_5412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0dKgpBSiI/AAAAAAAABgw/9_bFLumxabc/s1600-h/IMG_5412.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-4509455156543372654?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/4509455156543372654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=4509455156543372654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4509455156543372654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4509455156543372654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/01/sugar-sugar.html' title='sugar-sugar~'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SX0c51wOGeI/AAAAAAAABgY/UFzGAOU4WdI/s72-c/IMG_5354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-1022940998745200583</id><published>2009-01-25T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:52:13.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>periksa aku dah habis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tu dia, mentang-mentangla exam dah abih, hampa dok pakat nganga depan laptop noh. Takpa-takpa, chek tak kesah. Chek pun dok nganga dari tadi lagi. Nasib bek la kat UK ni lalat takdak, kalu tak mulut chek ni dah buleh buat tempat penternakan lalat dah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chek ni nak habaq mai kat hampa suma nih (dengan gaye tangan menyinsing lengan baju ala-ala mami jarum tapi takdak gelang emas nak tunjuk, bulu kat tangan pun jadik la haih), hampa nak dengaq dak? Mai la dengaq. Kalu tak mau dengaq pun chek nak habaq jugak, tak kira. Hehe. Dak la, hampa tengok dak cereta Rona Roni Makaroni yang dok tayang kat Astro Ria tu? Tau la hampa takdak Astro kat UK tapi pi la tengok kat YouTube. Amboi, ni check nak habaq mai ni, cereta tu punya la baguih. Tak la baguih mana. Tapi chek suka la dok tengok time-time stress nak exam ari tu. Cereta tu punya la lawak. Kalu chek dengan Ayu dok tengok, kami dok pakat gelak kuk kik kuk kik sampai tak sedaq diri. Lagu dia pun sedap. Kami punya la pulun dok dengaq lagu tu. Macam ngan tak dak lagu lain. Dok dengaq lagu tu~ ja. Hampa pi la try tengok kat YouTube tu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4Cq-mrQtks&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N4Cq-mrQtks&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa, lagi satu, hampa tengok dak lagi Kami The Movie? Apa dia? Tak tengok lagi? Tu dia hampa ni dok tang mana ni? Awat nya ketinggalan zaman sangat. Apa dia? Hampa dah tengok lama dah? Tu dia advance noh hampa nih. Takpa-takpa. Chek pun baru sat-sat habih tengok. Kalu hampa tak tengok lagi pi la tengok, buleh la hilang stress kot-kot sapa-sapa yang tak buleh jawab exam tadi. Chek pun balik dari exam tadi rasa nak pi head banging kat dindin bilik tuh. Tapi tak kan la pasai tak buleh jawab exam nak pi hantok pala kat dindin kan. Tok sah dok buat prangai tak ketahuan lagu tuh. Chek pun tengok la Kami The Movie tu. Pasai, kalu tak buleh hantok kat dindin, chek head banging dengaq lagu indie tu pun ok la kan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pjfp6fmg4rk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pjfp6fmg4rk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu dia sakan noh tuleh lagu nih. Hampa kalu nak baca, baca dengan loghat kedah yang dalam noh. Ni Jitra mari. Tak men la cakap nipis-nipis. Buat malu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tok sah dok merapu la cik Mira oiii! Pi kemaih bilik! Bilik macam ngan reban ayam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabaq sat, ni habaq lagi satu ni. Tu dia macam-macam noh nak habaq. Dak la, chek nak suruh hampa tengok video klip Project Pop nih. Lagu dia punya la menarik. Punya la lawak. Kami kalu tengok gelak sampai gulin-gulin tu. Punya menghayati lirik lagu. Hampa tengok la noh.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQmm2lIc7NM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RQmm2lIc7NM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-1022940998745200583?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/1022940998745200583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=1022940998745200583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1022940998745200583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1022940998745200583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/01/periksa-aku-dah-habis.html' title='periksa aku dah habis.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-8763978014188958604</id><published>2009-01-15T03:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T23:29:32.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam punye pasal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wah, hari ni selesai sudah first paper exam ku. Hai bercerite pasal exam ni, teringat pulak hal-hal yang terjadi sebelum dan semase exam tadi. Nak kate bende buruk tak la buruk sangat. Tapi biler pikir-pikir balik nak tergelak rasenyer. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam tadi dah la start pukul 9.00 pagi. Ala-ala lepas subuh jugak lah aku terpakse keluar dari rumah dan berjalan kaki ke exam hall. Kalau dulu duduk dekat St. Peters, tunggu bus aje tapi sekarang terpakse berjalan meredah kabus yang agak tebal jugak la pagi tadi. Heh, tak tau pun tebal ke tak sebabnyer sepanjang winter break ni agak-agak bangun pun dah tengahari yang tak berape nak tengahari sangat la kan. Hehe. Tapi biler jalan meredah kabus pagi tadi seronok pulak rase. Baru lah rase macam belajar kat UK. Hihi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, bukan kisah kabus yang nak diceritekan di sini. Tapi kisah yang terjadik pade diriku sebelum dan semase exam yang hendak dikongsi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since exam start pukul 9.00 pagi kan, terpakse lah bangun awal. Agak-agak malam tadi pun tido lewat jugaklah, kalau dikira-kira total waktu tido dalam lebey kurang 5 jam cenggitu je. Heh, mungkin orang lain cukup, tapi bukan aku. Ewah macam nama lagu pulak. Lepas tu tido pulak tak lena. Biler agak-agak dah nak terlelap tibe-tibe otak terpikir; eh ape ye definition method of moments estimator? Tangan yang memang sudah tersedia memegang nota terus aje di angkat and mate terus kembali terbuke dan menghafal. Lepas tu biler pejam mate ajer terbayang-bayang pulak Bayes decision rule lah, Lehman-Scheffe theorem la. Macam-macam la datang. Nasib baik la tido malam tak mimpi Encik Fisher’s Information datang sebagai putera idaman ku. Kalau tak hancus. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas tu pulak kul 6.30 dah terjage sebab dengar Ayu dah bangun. Dengar la jugak die mandi, bersiapnyer, siap dengar die goreng telur kat dapur. Giler menipu. Bukan dengar, tapi bau. Heh. Pastu agak-agak dah dekat kul 7.20 camtu aku pun bergeraklah masuk ke bilik air. Dalam keadaan mamai sebab ngantuk lagi+nervous nak exam+gabra+takut camtu, tangan ni pun main capai ajer la ape yang dapat. Mule-mule luper amik towel. Nasib baik tersedar. Kalu tak, ehehe, censored lah sikit yer. Biler dah gosok gigi sume, nak la cuci muke dengan facial wash. Kepale yang masih dok menghafal dan mengingat definition dan theorem yang dah dekat sepuloh kali hafal pun tak ingat-ingat, hati yang dok bertanye-tanye boleh ke jawab exam ni pun terus ajer mencapai ape yang ade dekat sink tu tanpe melihat dan memicit lah bende itu keluar dari tiubnyer. Ingat di hati pencuci muke ku, lepas tu tangan tibe-tibe rase sejuk dan berangin. Hati pun berkate-kate lah; eh apsal cam pekat, berangin plak facial wash nih. Sekali biler tengok, ubat gigi daa. Hati rase nak pecah gelak time tu jugak tapi disebabkan kemamaian yang melampau dan kerisauan yang over, aku hanye mampu tersengih saje. Nasib baik tak sapu muke lagi. Kalau tak habislah muke ku yang tak berape nak cantek ni berbau colgate. Nasib baik dah memang puteh berseri (berseri ker??!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, tak kesah lah hal colgate tu. Kalu tersapu pun ape salah nyer kan. Ehehe. Yang satu hal lagi pulak mase time exam tadi. Tengah dok sedap-sedap menjawab soalan-soalan G13INF yang tak berape boleh nak jawab tu, tibe-tibe ade pulak datang bau-bauan yang kurang menyenangkan. Mule-mule ingat perasaan sendiri ajer, tapi bile 2, 3 kali bau itu datang dan singgah di hidung, makenye bukanlah kenyataan perasaan ku semata-mata. Kalau bau badan tu oklah lagi kan. Ni masalahnyer bukan bau badan tapi bau-bauan yang kalau diceritekan pun agak segan lah jugak kan. Memang aku selalunyer kalau nak exam purposely tak pakai perfume sebab nanti kalau pakai rase macam sesak, stuffy macam mane tah la tapi yang pentingnye tak pakai la. Biler tak pakai tu ade pulak haruman yang tak berape nak harum datang. Nasib baik tak constantly berbau. Bau die yang sesekali datang biler di tiup angin sajer. Biler pusing kiri pusing kanan tengok sumer orang pakai kasut. Takde pun yang bukak kasut (oopss! Terlepas sudah…heheh).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, macam-macam pulak jadiknyer. Mungkin terlebey nervous untuk kali ni punyer exam (setiap kali exam pun terlebey nervous, makenye kali ni memang lebey nervous dari terlebey nervous lah…amende la aku merapu nih). Mungkin sebab tahun ni final year kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, semuenyer exam punye pasal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Nb1Y3CQNVM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Nb1Y3CQNVM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZQjhYNpwPc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZQjhYNpwPc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tehee~~ suker tengok promo nih...hai biler nak diorang nak upload episode 12 and 13 ni!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-8763978014188958604?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/8763978014188958604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=8763978014188958604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/8763978014188958604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/8763978014188958604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/01/exam-punye-pasal.html' title='Exam punye pasal.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-5470358282158334218</id><published>2009-01-10T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:11:35.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Penah tak korang rase yang korang dah berubah jadi orang yang tak korang tak kenal. Ape yang korang buat, ape yang korang cakap bukanlah diri korang yang sebenar pun. Tidak mencerminkan diri korang yang sebenar pun. Korang tak nak pun berubah. Korang rase korang suke diri korang yang dulu walaupun banyak kekurangan dalam diri korang yang dulu tu, tapi sekurang-kurangnye itulah diri korang yang sebenar. Tapi disebabkan keadaan, disebabkan situasi, pengalaman-pengalaman pahit dan mulut-mulut manusia yang bukan kadang-kadang tapi sentiase takde insurans mengutuk dan mengondem korang menyebabkan korang terpakse berubah atau berubah dengan tidak disangke-sangke. Korang tak sedar pun yang korang dah berubah, tapi bila sampai satu saat dan ketike, korang duduk dan berfikir sejenak ape yang telah korang lalui dan bagaimane reaksi korang, barulah korang sedar yang sebenarnye “Owh, aku dah berubah rupenye. Aku dah tak macam dulu. Mane pergi diri aku yang dulu?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SWgtt5IeE_I/AAAAAAAABf0/6PEqgL7ou9k/s1600-h/design_gal01_20080115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289528028800357362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SWgtt5IeE_I/AAAAAAAABf0/6PEqgL7ou9k/s200/design_gal01_20080115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gambar adalah hiasan semata-mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm, penatkan melayan mulut-mulut manusia ni. Penatkan melayan hati-hati manusia lain hinggakan hati sendiri dibiarkan remuk parah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SWgtt5IeE_I/AAAAAAAABf0/6PEqgL7ou9k/s1600-h/design_gal01_20080115.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-5470358282158334218?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/5470358282158334218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=5470358282158334218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5470358282158334218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5470358282158334218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/01/penah-tak-korang-rase-yang-korang-dah.html' title=''/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SWgtt5IeE_I/AAAAAAAABf0/6PEqgL7ou9k/s72-c/design_gal01_20080115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-3316543049545681323</id><published>2009-01-08T09:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:37:45.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GS0sDxWBrbw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GS0sDxWBrbw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Saye nak tengok cerite ini!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Saye tak tau la ceritenye best ke tak, tapi tengok orang-orangan yang comment macam best ajer, sweet ajer. Lagu die pun sedap, violin version tau. Heheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wah, wah semenjak due menjak ni, saye asyik nak tengok cerite cintan cintun ajer, dengar lagu pun lagu jiwang karat ajer. Ehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-3316543049545681323?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/3316543049545681323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=3316543049545681323' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3316543049545681323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3316543049545681323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2009/01/saye-nak-tengok-cerite-ini-saye-tak-tau.html' title=''/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-8995340562251860156</id><published>2009-01-01T05:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:49:03.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, it's 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RR9AXcdNBWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RR9AXcdNBWY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really loike this song =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the lyrics are nicey and the vids is cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Wah pejam celik pejam celik, 2009 sudah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Feels like as if 2008 just arrived yesterday. And yes as always, most of my new year’s list of resolution was never fully accomplished and like any other years previously, I just bring forward whatever I had last year on my list to this years’ list. Haha. Yup, I’m too lazy to think of anything new and I reckon why would I need a new list when most of my old list was never accomplished? Ayte?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well of course I did add some new things. Only tiny little things that could be claimed as unimportant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the list of 2009 new year resolution (which is the same like last year, and the year before and before and so on):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Concentrate harder on your &lt;strong&gt;STUDY&lt;/strong&gt; (which is hardly could be done…tehee~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;strong&gt;STOP DAYDREAMING&lt;/strong&gt; (you are so not Gisele in Enchanted where you could forever dreaming about your prince charming. So~ many better things to do than daydreaming and please start to grow up!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Stop wasting your money on shoes (and clothes) - susahnyer~ and it's totally mental!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Please stop reading those chick lits books and &lt;strong&gt;START ON&lt;/strong&gt; something heavier, something far more adult (which I’m proudly said that I’ve already started *grin*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Please act more &lt;strong&gt;MATURE&lt;/strong&gt; than you are now – yeah at times I do feel that I’m acting as if I’m a child&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Please &lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt; sulking from ibu and ayah if they didn't manage to reply your message – I still couldn’t help myself from&lt;strong&gt; NOT&lt;/strong&gt; doing it, okay I’m such a baby but still, tak aci la, mentang-mentang la everyone at home except me (okay here we go again…)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Am &lt;strong&gt;ENJOYING&lt;/strong&gt; my life being single &lt;strong&gt;(PROUD TO BE SINGE!)&lt;/strong&gt; - no one knows, what the future holds, if we just hold on, maybe life could be sweet =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Always remember that “There is so much more in life than finding the man of your dream!” (remember this &lt;strong&gt;ONLY &lt;/strong&gt;when your love is being rejected or only when you found out your new crush already has a girlfriend *sigh*)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· Cubelah belajar cakap &lt;strong&gt;SLOW&lt;/strong&gt; sikit, cube soft spoken sikit (soft spoken??!!!) jangan ler nak memetir ajer. Kate nak jadik lomah gomalai and stop laughing too out loud in public (which I never ever manage to do it!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;· And last but not least, who needs love? (okay, I just added this one for this year resolution for no particular reason…ehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also just entered a new year in Islamic calendar just couple of days ago. Yeah, a double celebration of happy New Year I supposed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, may this year brings us more joy, happiness, love and of course bless from Allah =). Have a happy new year everyone ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3mOOYK8s-iI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3mOOYK8s-iI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lurve the fireworks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: I've edited some of the things in the list, though it has been about 2 weeks since we've celebrated new year, still there's nothing wrong of renewing your new year resolution isn't it? =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-8995340562251860156?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/8995340562251860156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=8995340562251860156' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/8995340562251860156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/8995340562251860156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-its-2009.html' title='Oh, it&apos;s 2009.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-7813899847596215820</id><published>2008-12-26T04:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T10:10:54.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hmm, rase nak main cap kali cap la. Lame tak main kan. Seronoknyer main cap kali cap. Lepas main cap kali cap main pssst plak. Aduhai seronok nyer. Ari tu mase bebudak INTEC ni ade kat sini tak sempat la plak nak main. Mane nak sempatnyer, udah sumernyer kelam kabut ngan kenduri kawen. Sendirik punye hal pun terlupe nak disetelkan. Huhu. Hai teringat plak main cap kali cap kat INTEC. Dalam sungai pun boleh main lagik. Sampai nak terlondeh kain Syafiz. Ekekek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-176525a27315412a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D176525a27315412a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330177018%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DF5CF723425827724CA50637FCA08F5B8C9EBD6.6F76BC2144209673CA9DADEA697CC94DF8CB76C9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D176525a27315412a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuRSTp5by85miOkoOUGPrWdXPuMs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D176525a27315412a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330177018%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DF5CF723425827724CA50637FCA08F5B8C9EBD6.6F76BC2144209673CA9DADEA697CC94DF8CB76C9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D176525a27315412a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuRSTp5by85miOkoOUGPrWdXPuMs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wah khusyuk betul sume orang bermain...ehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Owh esok Boxing Day! Sudahkah dompet anda bersedia untuk mengeluarkan duit? Sudahkah kaki anda di massage secukup-cukupnyer untuk memberi tenage untuk berjalan jauh dan masuk ke setiap kedai yang ade? Sudahkah duit anda bersedia untuk dikeluarkan? Heheh. Harap-harap takde yang berbelanje berlebihan sampaikan tak de duit nak bayar sewa rumah sudah. Nak berbelanje bole ajer, tapi berpade-pade la ye. Wah bagi nasihat kat orang tapi diri sendirik pun lupe daratan. Ehehe. Takpe takpe same-same la kite ingat mengingati antara satu sama lain. Sharing is loving you know. Ade kaitan ker?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFT4UBlmXJA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aFT4UBlmXJA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Saye suker dengar lagu ni. Comey sangat. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-7813899847596215820?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=176525a27315412a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/7813899847596215820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=7813899847596215820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/7813899847596215820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/7813899847596215820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/12/hmm-rase-nak-main-cap-kali-cap-la_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-9108269391720188902</id><published>2008-12-22T21:53:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:38:07.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kap alip wen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hai mentang-mentang lah kat Malaysia ni sekarang musim cuti sekolah, di sane sini sinun kite dok dengar orang tu kawen, orang ni bertunang, orang nun nikah. Kalau tepon umah pun sekejap-sekejap ibu busy nak pergi kenduri kawen, sekejap-sekejap ayah bising anak kawan die nak nikah. Macam-macam ada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, bukan setakat kat Malaysia ajer orang sebok nak kawen, kat UK ni pun orang busy ajer nak nikah jugak. Kat mane-mane pun dengar member tu kawen, member ni kawen. Pusing kiri orang crite pasal kawen, pusing kanan orang tanye biler nak kawen, tengok depan nampak pasangan baru berkahwin, tengok belakang nampak calon-calon yang bakal kawen (diri sendirik pon belom ade calon…haish~). Kawen kawen kawen. Itu ajer yang berlegar-legar di kawasan yang sewaktu dengannyer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak dijadikan ceritenye, alkisah, Faridah a.k.a Faffy kawan kitorang ni pun tergolonglah di kalangan mereka-mereka yang nak berkahwin. Nak menambahkan lagi cerite supaye sodap telinge mendongar nyer, berkahwin la pulak Faffy ni dengan mat saleh yang tinggi lampai orangnyer yang glamour di kalangan kitorang sebagai Dan. Namenyer Daniel, so sumer pon panggey Dan. Nak dijadikan cerite lagi supaye seronok kiter bercerite kat anak cucu nanti, kenduri kawen Faffy ni pulak kitorang buat lah dekat Kirana a.k.a umah Ayu, Zirah and I. Bukan lah kenduri kawen as in kenduri kawen macam kat Malaysia tu (though Ayu and I memang plan nak buat gempak gal macam kat Malaysia tu), kenduri doa selamat ajer la kan and since umah kitorang ni sekarang dah jadik dewan orang ramai, so tu yang buat kat sini (saye selaku penaje tempat kenduri kawen mem-promote syarikat wedding planner yang di ketuai oleh Yat iaitu syarikat Renjis, untuk keterangan lanjut siler hubungi Yat atau Syaza selaku CEO syarikat…ekekek).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biler sumer pon dah dengar Faffy nak kawen, sumer pon nak la datang ke kenduri itu. Boleh dikatekan sumer girls ALED 2 datang except Sya’ and Iera sebab diorang ade hal yang tak dapat dielakkan. Yang boys nye Wan ajer yang datang. Nuar demam katenye, Bazil and Fadil tak pasti plak ngape tak datang (kecewa?! Oh mungkin tidak…ehehe). Zamir ngan Zamri yang dok kat Notts ni pun tak dapat menghadirkan diri. Mat ngan Liew mestilah datang kan. Mat siap jadik saksi tau mase Faffy nikah. Hebatkan. Ehehe. Tapi tak ngape le ye, len kali orang len kawen datang le ye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai biler budak-budak Leeds, Liverpool, Warwick ngan Birm datang, makenye bagai nak runtuh la umah ku ini. Budak-budak Leeds ngan Liverpool datang Jumaat malam lagi. Biler diorang datang ajer, ape lagi petir sabung menyabung, guruh berdentum dentam lah. Hihi. Means umah ku ini bising giler bagai nak pecah. Mane tak bising, sumer pon bercakap nak memetir ajer, memang ala-ala nak runtuh la jugak. Ehehe. Memang kene band la my house after this. Sumer orang pun berebut-rebut nak bercakap sampai Faffy suruh amik nombor. Ekekek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu for the kenduri kawen was nasi minyak, ayam masak merah, kari kambing, sambal tumis udang, acar buah dan juge satay yang di import khas dari Malaysia Airlines. Dessertnyer pule is agar-agar santan and triffle. Wah sodap betul makan ari tu. Heh. Ari Jumaat malam tu kitorang ditugaskan oleh makcik Faffy untuk memasak kari kambing. Nasib baik lah ramai yang ala-ala terer la masak, kalu tak entah ape lah jadinye kari itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesokkan paginyer, beramai-ramai lah kami semuer bergerak ke Portland building sebab mejlis akad nikah nyer di buat di men’s prayer room. Dah ler kitorang ni lambat (as always kan), mane tak lambat nyer, toilet Kirana ni satu ajerk, makenyer ade lah jugak diantare kitorang yang pergi mejlis nikah Faffy dengan tak mandi dan berbekalkan minyak wangi satu botol (nasib baiklah winter). Hihi. Tapi sesampai ajer kitorang kat sane mejlis tak start lagi sebab saksi lagi sorang tak muncul-muncul. Nak dijadikan cerite lagi, oleh kerane sang saksi yang ditunggu-tunggu tak tibe, makenye kami pun menaliponlah Mat untuk dijadikan saksi Faffy. Bak kate Syaz; weh name Mat as a saksi ade dalam surat nikah Faridah tu, sampai mati seyh! Wah kenangan betul. Mengalirlah jugak air mate ni biler tengok Faffy officially jadi isteri Dan. Wah sedey-sedey. Dalam pade sedey-sedey, sempat ajer buat sesi potograpi. Ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dBsJttsI/AAAAAAAABcw/YT8S43NT7EI/s1600-h/IMG_4174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282613540286215874" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dBsJttsI/AAAAAAAABcw/YT8S43NT7EI/s200/IMG_4174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Faffy yang nervous+ tensi sebab saksi tak datang-datang...hehe...eh eh Syaz ngan Ayu kat belakang tu plak yang over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dB6lefPI/AAAAAAAABc4/2VMW6kLJI5s/s1600-h/IMG_4182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282613544160754930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dB6lefPI/AAAAAAAABc4/2VMW6kLJI5s/s200/IMG_4182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dCI4SFsI/AAAAAAAABdA/Kb62nRltTYA/s1600-h/IMG_4186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282613547997730498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dCI4SFsI/AAAAAAAABdA/Kb62nRltTYA/s200/IMG_4186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ketensionan Faffy tercover dengan kitorang yang gediks nak amik gambar...ehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dCYlBITI/AAAAAAAABdI/dSeNBejEFXw/s1600-h/IMG_4206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282613552211894578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dCYlBITI/AAAAAAAABdI/dSeNBejEFXw/s200/IMG_4206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dCwaESeI/AAAAAAAABdQ/iZzrinTM4PE/s1600-h/IMG_4217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282613558608415202" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dCwaESeI/AAAAAAAABdQ/iZzrinTM4PE/s200/IMG_4217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;During the akad nikah and akad nikah aftermath, look at the love bird *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fiozYDMI/AAAAAAAABdY/xCEXcMqma2A/s1600-h/n584715454_5073773_7501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282616305346153666" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fiozYDMI/AAAAAAAABdY/xCEXcMqma2A/s200/n584715454_5073773_7501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fiuuG_LI/AAAAAAAABdg/LeWAIEgoidI/s1600-h/n584715454_5073779_9312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282616306934676658" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fiuuG_LI/AAAAAAAABdg/LeWAIEgoidI/s200/n584715454_5073779_9312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The pengantin with all of us =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Biler dah selesai sumer nyer, kitorang pun balik lah ke Kirana sebab ade lagi satu tugas yg makcik Faffy suruh buat iaitu memasak nasi minyak. Faffy, kak Ummy and makcik pakcik dier sumer tak dapat nak masak sebab kene attend majlis sebelah Dan immediately after nikah tu. So kitorang lah yang kene masak. Hai, nak di jadikan cerite lagi, macam-macam jadik mase nak masak nasi tuh. First time masak, kitorang masak dalam periuk nasi yang besar gal. Pastu biler dah letak, kitorang pun berehat-rehat sambil minum kopi Cek Nah dan menonton internet. Tiba-tiba~ Syaz menjerit; woi nasi nih! Pastu biler I dengar Syaz menjerit trus ajer melompat ala-ala superman dan bergerak ke dapur. Skali biler tengok periuk nasi tu I was like panic nak mati sebab nye air nasi tu keluar dari merate-rate tempat dan membuak-buak. Pastu sumer pun datang kerumun and I yang dah tak tau nak buat ape trus ajer menutup suis dan membukak periuk nasi itu. Ape lagi melimpah ruah la segala-galanye. Seriously tak tau nak buat ape. Pastu nasi tu lembek giler and ala-ala tak leh nak makan la. Pastu Ija pun try sekali lagi masak ikut sukatan suke ati. Biler try-try, kali ketige masak baru jadik nasi minyak. Nasib baiklah ade Ija yang pandai memasak, kalu tak hai tak tau ler. Macam-macam lah jadik kat dapur ari tu. Kuah ayam masak merah bau hangit la, kari kambing tu ade yang kate masin giler ade yang kate tawar, ade kate nasi minyak tu macam pulut kuning la. Macam-macam ada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi berkat (kap ba raw….) kami semuer berusehe bersame-same, Alhamdulillah food sumer siap di masak by the time majlis nak start *grin*. Majlis start kul 6. And yang kelakarnyer, Faffy tak ler jemput ramai sangat, yang rapat-rapat ajer, jadiknyer yang rapat-rapat tu bebudak INTEC la, jadiknyer, kitorang lah yang siap-siap tempat, kitorang lah masak, kitorang lah makan, kitorang lah tetamunyer, kitorang jugaklah yang kemas. Ehehe. Tapi ade jer orang-orangan Dunkirk yang lain datang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okaylah penat sudah jari jemari ku ini menaip, marilah kite melihat gambar =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fi90tnBI/AAAAAAAABdo/ynaSLNvsEmk/s1600-h/IMG_4237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282616310988905490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fi90tnBI/AAAAAAAABdo/ynaSLNvsEmk/s200/IMG_4237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fjMnLHZI/AAAAAAAABdw/qzFeeq8AhRU/s1600-h/IMG_4238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282616314958650770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fjMnLHZI/AAAAAAAABdw/qzFeeq8AhRU/s200/IMG_4238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fjR_le0I/AAAAAAAABd4/6_EJPvNin_o/s1600-h/IMG_4242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282616316403219266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-fjR_le0I/AAAAAAAABd4/6_EJPvNin_o/s200/IMG_4242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kitorang versi ayu, terover gembire &amp;amp; depress kerana masih single...heheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-i39_W7XI/AAAAAAAABeo/Fyx5YfWBQhw/s1600-h/IMG_4249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282619970345692530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-i39_W7XI/AAAAAAAABeo/Fyx5YfWBQhw/s200/IMG_4249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-hUWEg_5I/AAAAAAAABeY/5SafJ-m7H90/s1600-h/IMG_4281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282618258822856594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-hUWEg_5I/AAAAAAAABeY/5SafJ-m7H90/s200/IMG_4281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-jqPVc3tI/AAAAAAAABfg/LPbCMDduXOU/s1600-h/n584715454_5073806_8240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282620833995218642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-jqPVc3tI/AAAAAAAABfg/LPbCMDduXOU/s200/n584715454_5073806_8240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wah-wah Yat, mentang-mentanglah CEO Renjis...alahai sian Wan tak sempat nak masuk gambar...ehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-hTyvWRNI/AAAAAAAABeI/UYkSEc0MFk0/s1600-h/IMG_4268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282618249338832082" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-hTyvWRNI/AAAAAAAABeI/UYkSEc0MFk0/s200/IMG_4268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-hUAl0RTI/AAAAAAAABeQ/TlAGtDCI2uw/s1600-h/IMG_4278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282618253056951602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-hUAl0RTI/AAAAAAAABeQ/TlAGtDCI2uw/s200/IMG_4278.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ade gaye tak? heheh...goody bags ni bebudak Leeds yang buat tau...macam kenduri kawen kat Malaysia kan? *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-jp0zI_NI/AAAAAAAABfY/QXE_gBtbzbs/s1600-h/n584715454_5073788_2173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282620826871987410" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-jp0zI_NI/AAAAAAAABfY/QXE_gBtbzbs/s200/n584715454_5073788_2173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-jpkybS9I/AAAAAAAABfQ/Bnm7sIb6ne4/s1600-h/n584715454_5073785_1195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282620822574025682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-jpkybS9I/AAAAAAAABfQ/Bnm7sIb6ne4/s200/n584715454_5073785_1195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jemput sumer makan, tambah nasik tambah nasik...heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-hUn71P4I/AAAAAAAABeg/y2V8zLLs7RQ/s1600-h/IMG_4285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282618263618273154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-hUn71P4I/AAAAAAAABeg/y2V8zLLs7RQ/s200/IMG_4285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282619972574474450" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-i4GSvcNI/AAAAAAAABew/CvKzN_m_cyk/s200/IMG_4286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sesi makan beradap...since tak de suami, ngan Syaz pun jadilah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-i4j7io3I/AAAAAAAABe4/wckElGioLb8/s1600-h/IMG_4295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282619980530230130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-i4j7io3I/AAAAAAAABe4/wckElGioLb8/s200/IMG_4295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-i4pQFODI/AAAAAAAABfA/ksrJRXF1og8/s1600-h/IMG_4313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282619981958559794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-i4pQFODI/AAAAAAAABfA/ksrJRXF1og8/s200/IMG_4313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-i4_uPLrI/AAAAAAAABfI/S05bcBZ85sc/s1600-h/IMG_4329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282619987990621874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-i4_uPLrI/AAAAAAAABfI/S05bcBZ85sc/s200/IMG_4329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bukak hadiah jom! Wah rakus benar Faffy ngan hadiah-hadiahnyer...uuuuuu La Senza~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hai, biler dah menjadi penaja tempat kenduri barulah rase betape susah nyer nak kawen. Dari lauk-pauk, jemputan, tempat, baju, macam-macam lah, sumer pon kene pikir. Maknenye bukanlah sekadar; mak saye nak kawen dan esoknyer trus kawen. Banyak lagi yang perlu di pikirkan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ca37c020d80df113" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca37c020d80df113%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330177018%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3661031EF4C44B519446D2FFB12E72597B4F537B.417D23FFD29EFB07080854DE5345D1FBBB621F8E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca37c020d80df113%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4-im2-axFwDYvIzq7nFsBLH9I54&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dca37c020d80df113%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330177018%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3661031EF4C44B519446D2FFB12E72597B4F537B.417D23FFD29EFB07080854DE5345D1FBBB621F8E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dca37c020d80df113%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4-im2-axFwDYvIzq7nFsBLH9I54&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ni mase before nak baling bunge...English style tau jangan main-main...ehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh ye, kalau anda semua nak tahu ari Faffy nikah ni same dengan birthday Syaz that is on 13 December. So malam tu kitorang pun sambut la skali birthday Syaz. Syaz yang terharu giler sebab die kate ni la tahun terakhir sambut birthday ngan member kalu kat Malaysia mesti cuti skolah punyer. Hihi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those yang datang; the Liverpools, the Leeds, the Brummies and the Warwicks, thank you very very much for all the helped yang korang bagi, tolong kemasnyer, tolong masaknyer, tolong makan pastu tolong kemas lagi. Thank you sangat-sangat. To Kak Ummy, Asma, Odey and Beya thank you jugak sebab tolong melayan mereka-mereka yang datang. To all the jemputans yang hadir, terima kasih sangat-sangat sebab dapat datang and memeriahkan majlis tu. Thank you so much. And kitorang at Kirana nak mohon maaf kalau ade tersilap kate terlanjur perbuatan atau ade yang tak terlayan kan sepanjang korang sumer ade kat umah kitorang. Minta maaf sangat-sangat kalau ade yang terkurang. Especially to those yang tidur at Kirana, sorry la kalau korang kene bangun buat breakfast sendirik eh. Hehe. Jangan serik datang sudah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so Faridah is single nemore. Mase die nak balik tu, mengalirlah sekali lagi air mate-air mate kami-kami ni mengenangkan Faffy kawen sudah. Things will be different now. Though kite akan jumpe lagi tapi mestilah tak same macam dulu kan (wah sebak plak rase).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway kepade Faridah and Dan, selamat pengantin baru, semoga berkekalan bukan sahaje hingga ke anak cucu, tapi juge hingga ke akhir hayat =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-jqOEZzvI/AAAAAAAABfo/aC5oFLfA5tg/s1600-h/n584715454_5073808_8949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282620833655279346" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-jqOEZzvI/AAAAAAAABfo/aC5oFLfA5tg/s200/n584715454_5073808_8949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All of us with Faridah &amp;amp; Daniel =) lurve this pic *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawen, kawen, siape plak nak kap alip wen lepas nih?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Diri sendirik pun single mingle solo molo. Lambat lagi la tu. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-9108269391720188902?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ca37c020d80df113&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/9108269391720188902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=9108269391720188902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/9108269391720188902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/9108269391720188902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/12/kap-alip-wen.html' title='kap alip wen!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SU-dBsJttsI/AAAAAAAABcw/YT8S43NT7EI/s72-c/IMG_4174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-320138130661033722</id><published>2008-11-19T05:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T09:01:45.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tak tau nak buat tajuk ape, boley?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yeay! Finally coursework yang sudah 3 minggu diusahekan akhirnye berjaye dihantar petang tadi (though tak kisah pun about the marks as long as dapat menyiapkan semua soalan without leaving any blank..heh). Terase sangat lah lega bile menghantar coursework itu tadi tapi dengan pantas perasaan lega itu hilang serta-merta apabila mengenangkan coursework kedua sudah menanti di atas meja. Aduhai~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sangat bengang dengan website TV3 yang sibuk ajer nak menggunekan Pando or whatever they called sebab bende tu telah menyebabkan I can’t watch the new episode of Ku Milikmu. That thing is soo~~ annoying! And after trying to install it for the umpteenth times pun still can’t manage to watch it. Waa~~ mengong betul. Terpakselah merempat di bilik Ayu atau Zirah. Hampeh betul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sangat gumbira setelah selesai menonton Grey’s Anatomy Season 5 episode 8 which was on air last Thursday. Sweet sangat and pity Dr. Torres la and thank god Dr. Hanh is finally out of the show. I never liked her before. She always looks tense like tegang tuh and she is sooo gay. Hehe. As always, I really loike McDreamy yang sangatlah kiuts and sangatlah mendreamy kan orang. Hihi. And yes this weeks’ moral value for this episode is no matter how hard you try to forget your past; it’ll haunt you in anyways that it could. So beware of your past. Yet always remember to try to move on as you can’t live in it forever kan. So, move on people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tehee~~ laptop ku yang tak seberape nak baru sangat ini finally sudah sihat dari jangkitan virus yang dihantar oleh some freakin’ mental people yang tak abih-abih nak menjahanam kan laptop orang. Trimas pade mereke-mereke yang menolong. Mengalir jugak lah air mate ni bile melihatkan keadaan laptop haru biru (ewah macam name pilem plak kan) ini. Yup, this problem adds up to my list of kerosakkan barang electronics.  Nasib baiklah laptop ini masih dapat  diselamatkan, kalau tidak entah ape lah yang akan terjadi pada saye ini *sigh*. Anyway if anyone yang receive anything from me through Facebook, obviously it wasn’t me who sent those thing, it was the damn bloody *tuuuuut* virus yang hantar. Bak kate Liew; bukan saya bukan saya. So be careful and minte maaf la ye. Heheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah bilik ku ini sudah seinci tebal habuknye. Masih lagi tidak berjaye hendak membersihkan a.k.a menvacuum bilik ini kerane tidak tahu lah ke mane hilangnye hoover Kirana ini. Dengar-dengar hari itu ade orang meminjamnye tapi sampai sekarang masih belum ketemu lagi. Tapi tak mengape lah ye, macam lah tak biase aje duduk di dalam bilik yang berabuk. Kalau hoover depan mate pun belum tentu akan ku vacuum bilik ini. Heheh. Hari itu sudah berjaye me laundry dengan hebatnyer tapi nampak gayenye bakul laundry penuh sudah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari menyanyi bersame! Itulah tema weekend at Kirana hari tu since Zirah and I berjaye jugak nonton High School Musical Senior Year at Corner House. Itupun setelah penat telinge ku ini mendengar rengekan Zirah yang sekejap-sekejap; akak bile nak tgk HSM ni; akak HSM ade lagi ke kat wayang; akak jomlah tengok HSM; akak itu dan akak ini. I was like; ye ye nanti kite pergi tengok; ye ade lagi kat wayang; ye lambat lagi abih cite tu dan sebagainye lah. So on Sunday I took her to watch the movie (macam bawak adik kecik aje…baikkan kakak Miera =D). Punye nak tengok sangat siap bawak pegi tengok yang sing along punye version. Haah amik ko nyanyilah sampai kuar anak tekak. Heh. Tapi memang mental giler la yang sing along version ni sampai kitorang pun ternyanyi bersame-same. Hehe. Nasib baik takde dance along punye version, kalu tak roboh jugak lah wayang tuh. Heheh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak suke sangat bile dah dekat nak period sebab saye akan makan, makan, makan dan makan dan makan lagi tanpa henti. Baru lepas makan nasi, rase nak makan bende-bende lain pule. Baru lepas makan bende-bende lain, rase nak makan nasi pule. Penatlah dengan habit yang asyik nak makan ajer. Kalau begini hari-hari tembunlah badan ini jadinye. Bukan setakat makan ajer yang bermasalah, tapi perut juge meragam. Sekejap rase sakit nak period pain, tapi sekejap rase sakit nak memerut. Aduh, penat benar melayan kerenah pre menstrual syndrome ini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rase macam nak keluar ke bandar (bak kate Beya) lagi esok tapi saye baru teringat saye janji sudah mau masak sesuatu yang istimewa pada esok hari. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduh penat lah menaip. Mari buat kerje lain pula.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ye, saye suke giler lagu ini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzENhBIjtnw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KzENhBIjtnw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm, kepade sesiape di luar sane, cepat-cepat lah membuat langkah, jangan sampai nanti yang terlewatkan sudah. Nyesal seyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-320138130661033722?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/320138130661033722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=320138130661033722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/320138130661033722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/320138130661033722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/11/tak-tau-nak-buat-tajuk-ape-boley.html' title='tak tau nak buat tajuk ape, boley?!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-2897555489085058978</id><published>2008-11-10T07:16:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T04:21:38.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>macam-macam ada *grin*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It has been such a demanding and full of surprises week for me. I’ve said it once in one of my previous blog that I had so many things to be done yet so little time I have. Anyway let’s have a closer look on what has happened during this week; from Monday until Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I wasn’t feeling very well for I have a serious migraine on that day that makes me couldn’t attend the class for the whole day. I just stayed at home, curled myself under the duvet and sleep, hoping that the pain will go away (which rarely did) and I was asleep not until dusk. Ayu slept over at Asma’s house later that night which left Zirah and me in Kirana. Ape lagi, after dinner aje malam tu sesi mengadap internet la masing-masing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Obviously I went to lectures that day. Nothing much happen on this day, still I was fully occupied babbling about going to bonfire on Wednesday *grin*. Babbling to Zirah about how fun it would be to watch the fireworks (ala-ala cerite Eiffel I’m in Love tu la kan, nonton kembang api gitu lo) and kept on repeating the history of bonfire night to everyone who didn’t know the story at first place. Actually bonfire night is related to Guy Fawkes Night which falls on 5th of November each year. I know it doesn’t sound busy yet I made it sounds like it does =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The busyness starts on this day. At first Ayu and I planned to go to city after Zohor, but suddenly there’s a slight change in our plan for we had to go Asda instead to buy some groceries (since kitorang kat umah telur pun dah tak ade, and though kitorang hidup berjiran di Taman Dunkirk Jaye tak beerti kitorang bole ajer hari-hari pinjam barang umah orang kan…hehe) and we had to buy some of the ingredients to make carrot cake as we will be selling some of them at Nottingham Malaysian Games to help the MSM to raise some fund. Biler Ayu said that we had to go to Asda, I was like; huh?! Asda?! Ala malasnyer, Asda now dah la tengah renovation, penat la. And since I came back to Nottingham boleh dikatekan kerap giler kot dok berulang-alik ke Asda tu, tu yang malas giler dah nak pegi. Still, we had to go sebab dah nak beli barang kan. Sekali biler sampai je kat Asda kitorang pun yang dah; wah besar giler Asda baru! Banyak giler barang. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Biler balik dari Asda tu, kitorang yang dah flat giler. Macam penat giler kot pegi Asda tu. Well, mane tak penatnye beli barang dapur for a month macam beli barang daput untuk setahun. Macam nak pecah ajer peti ais tu. Ehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Pastu biler balik ajer terus makan-makan and get prepared to go to bonfire. Earlier we plan to bring along some food kan sebab rase macam besh ajer makan sambil ditemani oleh kembang api yang banyak serta berwarna-warni (wah romantics gitu) tapi apekan daye tak sempat. So off we go to bon fire with Kak Ummy, Syikin, Jan and some other people jugak. As we arrived in the city, ramai giler kot orang. People were like having party celebrating this event. Kak Ummy and I was craving for Starbuck’s hot chocolate and lined up for it sampai tertinggal tram. Hehe. Luckily the next tram was just few minutes away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Anyway if anyone full of curiosity to know what bonfire is all about, below is a brief history on it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Guy Fawkes Night (also known as Bonfire Night, Cracker Night, Fireworks Night, Bommy Night) is an annual celebration on the evening of the 5th of November. It celebrates the foiling of the Gunpowder Plot of the 5th of November, 1605 in which a number of Catholic conspirators, including Guy Fawkes, were alleged to be attempting to blow up the Houses of Parliament in London, England.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;It is primarily marked in the United Kingdom where it was compulsory, by fiat, to celebrate the deliverance of the King until 1859, but also in former British colonies including New Zealand, Newfoundland, and parts of the British Caribbean. Bonfire Night was celebrated in Australia until the mid to late 1970's, when sale and public use of fireworks was made illegal and the celebration was effectively abolished. It is also celebrated in the British Overseas Territory of Bermuda. Festivities are centred on the use of fireworks and the lighting of bonfires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Let’s not babble about it more and just enjoy the photos we’ve taken on that night =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdylkIkrXI/AAAAAAAABKk/ix-uPLVO3yg/s1600-h/IMG_3636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266804278913445234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdylkIkrXI/AAAAAAAABKk/ix-uPLVO3yg/s200/IMG_3636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Us at bonfire!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdylhfxRII/AAAAAAAABKc/UPUscE7UP8k/s1600-h/DSC04857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266804278205432962" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdylhfxRII/AAAAAAAABKc/UPUscE7UP8k/s200/DSC04857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdylNnH0wI/AAAAAAAABKU/er2_S65WDDk/s1600-h/DSC04846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266804272867562242" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdylNnH0wI/AAAAAAAABKU/er2_S65WDDk/s200/DSC04846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Besar giler the fire and we could feel the heat as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266804288146889522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdymGh_2zI/AAAAAAAABKs/IIgzTjvf3hA/s200/IMG_3707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdymY1QkBI/AAAAAAAABK0/O3YYYhftPI0/s1600-h/IMG_3721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266804293059514386" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdymY1QkBI/AAAAAAAABK0/O3YYYhftPI0/s200/IMG_3721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266804998237591570" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdzPb00GBI/AAAAAAAABK8/4GAoNlrxUkc/s200/IMG_3727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suker-suker =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Besh kan? Bile tengah tengok kembang api tu, terase macam Tita dalam Eiffel I’m In Love aje except the fact that Adit nya nggak ada dong! ;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There were a lot of people that night so it caused a lot of trouble when we were trying to get on the tram. Dah tram ketige baru la kitorang dapat masuk. Itu pun dengan menggunekan semue skill yang ade semase die INTEC dulu. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Biler dah balik tu, Zirah awal-awal lagi dah masuk bilik dan memengsankan (ade ke perkataan ini) diri but Ayu and I siap berborak-borak sampai dekat pukul 3 pagi. Macam-macam cerite lah yang diceritekan. Daripada luahan perasaan, curhat (curahan hati), lepas geram di Era dan sebagainye lah. Hihi. Punye berborak sampailah esoknye kitorang terpakse (bukan tak nak atau sengaje ye) ponteng kelas sebab bangun lambat *muke innocent*.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since we cancelled or plan to go to city on Wednesday, Ayu and I pegi jugak city on this day. Dengan bangun lambatnye sempat jugak bershopping-shoppingan kat city (dah le tak pegi kelas bole plak pegi city…ehehe). Dah le hujan tapi sempat aje membeli dengan hebatnye *grin*. Pastu bile balik terus ajer kitorang pegi kelas petang tu. Hebatkan. Hihi. Then that night Aliph called to inform us that she, Ija and few of her friends are coming to Notts Games on Saturday and politely asked me to be their tour guide on that day. I was like; yeay!! Korang datang beshnyer!! I always excited bile anyone nak datang Notts and started busy myself making plans for the coming Saturday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Later that night I was feeling so tired for I’ve been walking and rushing here and there, doing this and that sampaikan again Ayu and I missed the 9.00 o’clock lecture on Friday. Well Ayu had a solid reason as well as she was busy preparing the ingredients to make the carrot cake on Friday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was such a sweating day for me. I missed the 9.00 o’clock lecture, never mind. Then I rushed to Portland Building to pick up my new debit card pin number and THANKED GOD I finally could use my debit card (dalam hati sudah berkire-kire mahu beli ape di online store…heheh). Portland tu dah le jauh bebenor, naik bukit plak tu, pastu on Friday ni pulak la weather macam sunny sampai berpeluh-peluh dibuatnyer. Pastu I had to rushed to afternoon lecture, then balik rumah to help Ayu with her carrot cake, then had some lunch and rushed back to school for our evening lectures. Seriously I was sweating the whole day though that evening was quite cold. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Then after class pulak we went home and I started cooking for dinner as Ayu and Zirah busy making carrot cake. Luckily Kak Ummy came to help us kalau tak memang tak menag tangan la. The Oakleys pun datang my house jugak that night to prepare their samosas. Punye la memasak that day, sampai bile I went to Odey’s house that night, Odey yang dah; asal korang bau bawang nih? I was like; huh? Bawang? Owh kitorang memasak di rumah. Ade ke Odey cakap I smell like bawang. Tapi memang pun sebenarnye. Hihi. Nasib baik la akak Odey yang tegur, kalau abang jambu berbaju biru yang tegur, malu siot! Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Bukan setakat masak ajer malam tu, I help Ayu with her preparation for MSM punye booth on Notts Games jugak. Macam-macam la buat buat sampai kul 3 pagi baru selesai semuenye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266814960572789362" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd8TUancnI/AAAAAAAABLk/EI4R_-BI7mg/s200/IMG_3775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd4ryfUuAI/AAAAAAAABLM/Rltb0yq4oSs/s1600-h/IMG_3747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266810982915946498" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd4ryfUuAI/AAAAAAAABLM/Rltb0yq4oSs/s200/IMG_3747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kirana's carrot cake &amp;amp; Oakleys chicken samosa...yum yum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd4rh09WBI/AAAAAAAABLE/lBKn8ytzIfg/s1600-h/IMG_3741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266810978443286546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd4rh09WBI/AAAAAAAABLE/lBKn8ytzIfg/s200/IMG_3741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd4shm4-9I/AAAAAAAABLc/J2oBAmputJc/s1600-h/IMG_3790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266810995564149714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd4shm4-9I/AAAAAAAABLc/J2oBAmputJc/s200/IMG_3790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pulun giler buat board ni tau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Yang paling la menyedihkan malam tu, my most beloved, well cared, fully functioning and most desired television meletup dengan hebatnye while I was busy cooking in the kitchen. Aduhai, I don’t know why but it seems that all my electronics belongings semuenye tengah merajuk. Semuenye rosak. I told ibu about my TV yang meletup and ibu was like (dengan loghat Perak yang agak dalam ye); mane le tak meletup, lesen pun tak ade, tu pasei le meletup. Beli pun kat eBay kan. I was like; ate udah itu aje yang ade, karang beli plasma karang bising pulak. Ehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266814974321489730" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd8UHoj90I/AAAAAAAABL8/ey8g7semliI/s200/IMG_3806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Owh peti televisen kesayangan...sob...sob...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mule-mule handphone kesayangan yang baru 2 minggu dibeli dan dipakai dan berwarna pink dan sangat la di idam-idamkan dari dahulu sehingge lah sekarang pulak rosak. I really give up when it comes to handphone ni and end up dengan memakai handphone biru ku yang sangat la terhangat di pasaran sampai tak ade pun di pasaran sekarang nih. Huhu. Since TV tu dah meletup I terpakse (bukan sengaje ye tapi terpakse giler) beli plasma. Ahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266814970113317586" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd8T39QWtI/AAAAAAAABL0/cGaP2oTcFrI/s200/IMG_3975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd8Td2VnvI/AAAAAAAABLs/7lNodtAfBoE/s1600-h/IMG_3970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266814963104980722" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd8Td2VnvI/AAAAAAAABLs/7lNodtAfBoE/s200/IMG_3970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Telefon bimbit idaman yang rosak sudah &amp;amp; telefon bimbit yang masih lagi berjase *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Notts Games!! It was one of the most awaited events of the year kot for at this time la most of our friends will come to Nottingham and at this time la kitorang gathered and catch up with each other. Seriously it was the best one I had since my first year in Nottingham. Most of the INTECs were there and again I manage to jalan-jalan dengan hebatnyer as well as menjage booth at Malaysian Food Festival jugak. Finally I manage to watch the final match of football though Notts tak dapat masuk final. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Though I was totally exhausted yet I am fully satisfied as I manage to have fun with my friends and help my other friends with their food stalls at the same time. Walaupun tak tolong banyak mane, sekurang-kurangnye dapatlah meringankan beban right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-42acJdI/AAAAAAAABME/dlNO2vlemXQ/s1600-h/IMG_3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266817804377269714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-42acJdI/AAAAAAAABME/dlNO2vlemXQ/s200/IMG_3813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-5EKnPlI/AAAAAAAABMM/tn6AcCPOlOI/s1600-h/IMG_3816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266817808068984402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-5EKnPlI/AAAAAAAABMM/tn6AcCPOlOI/s200/IMG_3816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReDZxYOBbI/AAAAAAAABN8/1f3ZAfYYeGs/s1600-h/IMG_3823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266822768007972274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReDZxYOBbI/AAAAAAAABN8/1f3ZAfYYeGs/s200/IMG_3823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though busy at the food stall yet still manage to smile on camera...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReAt6iHE4I/AAAAAAAABNM/E2Clm-MceSw/s1600-h/IMG_3834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266819815527879554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReAt6iHE4I/AAAAAAAABNM/E2Clm-MceSw/s200/IMG_3834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-6n66sOI/AAAAAAAABMU/m49k7fTZlGY/s1600-h/IMG_3829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266817834846695650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-6n66sOI/AAAAAAAABMU/m49k7fTZlGY/s200/IMG_3829.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abang-abang bola yang sibuk warm up &amp;amp; kitorang yang gumbira mengambil gambar *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-6wLlWKI/AAAAAAAABMc/DE-Diu1brl4/s1600-h/IMG_3842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266817837064083618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-6wLlWKI/AAAAAAAABMc/DE-Diu1brl4/s200/IMG_3842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReAtPAh7BI/AAAAAAAABMs/NLfyP3UPDAg/s1600-h/IMG_3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266819803844307986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReAtPAh7BI/AAAAAAAABMs/NLfyP3UPDAg/s200/IMG_3855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kami yang pulun menonton dan menyokong Liverpool yang sedang hebat bermain...kunun tengah tengok Torres main la...ehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReAtDhq4eI/AAAAAAAABM0/27DWDjZlln8/s1600-h/IMG_3868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266819800762081762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReAtDhq4eI/AAAAAAAABM0/27DWDjZlln8/s200/IMG_3868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gumbira nye tengok abang bola kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Again this year I manage to pegi Power League and Sports Centre to watch the games. Dah kate jadi tour guide kan so kenelah bawak the Liverpools ni. At Power League they have football, kat Sports Centre plak ade macam-macam la. Basketball, table tennis, volleyball and macam-macam lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReCh6WndJI/AAAAAAAABNU/C7dKnjOUZMI/s1600-h/IMG_3897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266821808344495250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReCh6WndJI/AAAAAAAABNU/C7dKnjOUZMI/s200/IMG_3897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-7CJoVUI/AAAAAAAABMk/71pc693_MFk/s1600-h/IMG_3885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266817841887728962" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRd-7CJoVUI/AAAAAAAABMk/71pc693_MFk/s200/IMG_3885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At Sports Centre =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReAtsx8jpI/AAAAAAAABNE/VFRGBQVS6LM/s1600-h/IMG_3899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266819811836202642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReAtsx8jpI/AAAAAAAABNE/VFRGBQVS6LM/s200/IMG_3899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mesti Bazil tak sedar pun I took this pic *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is a very long day yet I am truly happy and enjoy the day for I have so much fun with my friends. I started to think yang nanti mesti I rindu giler event like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walaupun dah penat giler on Saturday, Ayu and I still trying to fulfill our intentions to go to carboot on Sunday morning sebab macam dah banyak kali giler tak dapat pegi and again pagi tadi pun tak dapat pegi sebab semue orang tido dengan hebatnye. However, we manage to go to Lustre which was held at the Art Centre and Lakeside. Luster is actually a contemporary craft maker’s market so it was actually more like a craft work punye exhibition la. First time la masuk Art Centre tu kan. Jakun la sikit. Dah 3 tahun kat Notts baru tadi hegeh-hegeh nak masuk. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReClRsQu7I/AAAAAAAABNs/yYixx4brA5w/s1600-h/IMG_3966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266821866148903858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReClRsQu7I/AAAAAAAABNs/yYixx4brA5w/s200/IMG_3966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReCln4uQtI/AAAAAAAABN0/pQ975f2D2S8/s1600-h/IMG_3968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266821872106750674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReCln4uQtI/AAAAAAAABN0/pQ975f2D2S8/s200/IMG_3968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lustre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReCiRPr8SI/AAAAAAAABNc/K2r_yG4kv6I/s1600-h/IMG_3955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266821814489444642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReCiRPr8SI/AAAAAAAABNc/K2r_yG4kv6I/s200/IMG_3955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266821824760713682" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SReCi3gjEdI/AAAAAAAABNk/9MPszlQz_J0/s200/IMG_3957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Children making some craft work...lawa tau those paper flowers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Such a hectic week isn’t it? I wonder what we have for next week. Kenduri kawen pula kah? ;) All in all I was really happy and grateful for I manage to do so many things that I intent to do for my final year in Nottingham. Doomo arigatoo gozaimasu to all the people who came yesterday. Nanti senang-senang datang la lagi yer *grin*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-2897555489085058978?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/2897555489085058978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=2897555489085058978' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2897555489085058978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2897555489085058978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/11/macam-macam-ada-grin.html' title='macam-macam ada *grin*'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SRdylkIkrXI/AAAAAAAABKk/ix-uPLVO3yg/s72-c/IMG_3636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-4234576207872177770</id><published>2008-11-02T19:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:19:36.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batu tergantung yang rocks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2WmU4HvdI/AAAAAAAABJ0/0gsumg0GI5A/s1600-h/IMG_3521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264029124649270738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2WmU4HvdI/AAAAAAAABJ0/0gsumg0GI5A/s320/IMG_3521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kami yang sangat gumbira di Stonehenge...sampai amik gambar pun tak nampak pun batunye...heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Apekah maksud tajuk di atas saye pun tak tau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway just came back from Stonehenge yesterday evening and what more could I say besides that Stonehenge Rocks! Ehehe. It was written all over the gift shop actually. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the trip was in charged by Beya and her housemates mostly. The trip was actually to visits the Stonehenge and Bath. Kitorang nih tukang join je la kan. Hehe. The trip was joined by 40 others Malaysian student. Bukan setakat bebudak Notts ajer yang join, but Syaz from Leeds pun ikut turut serta meramaikan ahli rombongan Cik Beya ke Stonehenge. Syaz arrived Nottingham on Friday night a.k.a on Halloween night and sesampai aje Syaz at Kirana die yang dah; aku tak leh tepon ko arh dalam bus tadi Miera sebab banyak giler hantu. I was like; hantu??!! (since I know Syaz nih memang takut giler lah dengan hantu, macamlah I tak takut kan…ehehe). Then she said yang tonight kan Halloween so ramai giler la yang dress up to go to Halloween party. Kitorang yang dah; la hantu jadian ker. Ingatkan yang betul-betul. Biler dah sampai aje Syaz, tiba-tiba~~ kakak Ummy and Faffy pun datang. Datang buat ape? Datang berborak lah. Dari perut kenyang sampai dah lapar balik, sampai penat menunggu pakcik Luigi deliver pizza sampailah kenyang giler and dah nak lapar balik dah pun tak abih-abih lagi berborak. Dari satu gossip ke satu gossip. Gossip gurls lah katekan. Ehehe. Biler dah jadik cenggitu, tido lambatlah sume orangnye. Bile dah tido lambat, makenye bangun lambatlah kesemuenye. Toilet in Kirana dah la satu aje, pastu sekor-sekor mandi bagaikan bersiram di kolam Roman ajer. Makenye penghuni Kirana lah yang last sekali sampai kat East Drive. The bus dah jalan sikit dah, baru lah kitorang tersiput-siput berlari berkejaran bus itu. And as we board the bus, pakcik pemandu bus yang mukenye bak kate Odey ala-ala Robert de Niro (dan sume orang pun agree pakcik tu ala-ala Robert de Niro) tu pun mulelah menunjukkan muke garangnye. We were like; OMG pakcik tu macam pissed off ajer. Heh. Nasib baik Beya tak pissed of jugak, kalu tak hancus lah kami di Kirana. Ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey from Nottingham to Stonehenge takes about 3 hour’s kot. Yup it was quit far and sangatlah memeningkan kepala. I almost throw up but luckily pakcik Robert (suke ati aku aje panggil die pakcik Robert) berenti kat RNR Seremban kate Syaz, kalu tak confirm muntah. Heheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2RKfb8lDI/AAAAAAAABIk/TSymobnH2ko/s1600-h/IMG_3471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264023148889412658" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2RKfb8lDI/AAAAAAAABIk/TSymobnH2ko/s200/IMG_3471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kunun ade motion sickness...but when it comes to amik gambar, hilang segale mabuk-mabuk yang ade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biler dah sampai Stonehenge tu, ape lagi sesi bergambar penduduk Taman Dunkirk Jaya lah kan. Ala-ala keluar outing ajer. Hehe. Anway let’s have a look at all the pics we’ve took. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2RKbijr2I/AAAAAAAABIs/T6jrwQpzpl0/s1600-h/IMG_3543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264023147843399522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2RKbijr2I/AAAAAAAABIs/T6jrwQpzpl0/s200/IMG_3543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264023152870153602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2RKuRB3YI/AAAAAAAABI8/HPC5je71Gqo/s200/IMG_3509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Us at Stonehenge!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2RKkd3_YI/AAAAAAAABI0/FNBPshcMqQw/s1600-h/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264023150239677826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2RKkd3_YI/AAAAAAAABI0/FNBPshcMqQw/s200/IMG_3505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T53-8eSI/AAAAAAAABJM/oT7ez0aGu94/s1600-h/IMG_3527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264026161955764514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T53-8eSI/AAAAAAAABJM/oT7ez0aGu94/s200/IMG_3527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Perlu ke angkat kaki tuh??...ehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T576YdtI/AAAAAAAABJU/B_miSO6TF_E/s1600-h/IMG_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264026163010369234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T576YdtI/AAAAAAAABJU/B_miSO6TF_E/s200/IMG_3530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hai, biler lah nak ade boyfriend nih...eerrkkk!! caption tiade kene mengene dengan gambar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan setakat amik gambar ajer. Siap buat video clip Arni Nazira. Cinta antara benua lah kunun. Kuikuikui. Tu la pasal hujan tak henti-henti di Baths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finished jalan-jalan at Stonehenge tu, kitorang pun geraklah ke Bath. It takes about a hour jugak la before we reached Bath. I’ve heard that Bath was called as the Beverly Hills of England for in Bath once a lot of famous people lived there including Jane Austen though she didn’t like it there. And here is a brief history of the city of Bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The city was founded, among surrounding hills, in the valley of the River Avon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;around naturally occuring hot springs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where the Romans &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;built baths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and a temple, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;giving it the name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quae Sulis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; was crowned king of England at Bath Abbey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; in 973. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Much later, it became popular as a spa resort during the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Georgian era,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; which led to a major expansion that left a heritage of exemplary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Georgian architecture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;crafted from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bath Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing was when we arrived in Bath, the rain starts falling and basah kuyup la sume orang. Dah ler hujan, sesat melarat la plak kitorang nih. Sebab tak reti bace map sumenyer. Nasib baik la ade abang mat saleh yang mule-mule nampak tak kacak tapi sebenarnyer kacak (giler panjang name diberi) yang sudi menolong *grin*. But anyway tak kesah la sesat tu. Name pun berjalan di tempat orang kan. Since we don’t really have much time, kitorang just visit a few places jer. Tu pun tak masuk pun, just pegi gift shop ajer. And one thing that I was extremely excited about was finally I manage to visit the Jane Austen Centre *grinning again*. Seriously I can’t stop smiling for I am a huge fan of Jane Austen. And biler dapat tengok Mr. Darcy, I was melting like the ice. Ahaha. Walhal bukan Mr. Darcy betul pun. Ehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T6Av3HaI/AAAAAAAABJc/4kJQmZ6LuQk/s1600-h/IMG_3554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264026164308417954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T6Av3HaI/AAAAAAAABJc/4kJQmZ6LuQk/s200/IMG_3554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loike this pic! Kakak yang nak masuk jugak, Odey yang tak pasti kenape die begitu, Syaz and I yang menunjukkan muke tembam masing-masing...suker~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T6aFTVuI/AAAAAAAABJk/enNApkMysAY/s1600-h/IMG_3568.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264026171109234402" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T6aFTVuI/AAAAAAAABJk/enNApkMysAY/s200/IMG_3568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T6TFj-FI/AAAAAAAABJs/nC-qj1ZbLHI/s1600-h/IMG_3572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264026169231276114" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2T6TFj-FI/AAAAAAAABJs/nC-qj1ZbLHI/s200/IMG_3572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suker-suker~~ ohh Encik Darcy~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the Royal Cresent which is a place where a grand town house of the late 18 century was built. The scenery was magnificent and sangat classic la kan. Tapi amik gambar dari luar ajer la kan. Biler dah penat amik gambar kat situ kitorang pun geraklah ke Roman Baths. Roman Baths is actually a place for public bathing built by the romans on the 18th century. Syaz siap yang; silap arh kiter tak bawak swimming suit Miera, kalu tak mandi hot spring kite ini hari. I was like; ahaha, hot spring la sangat, hujan yang tak renti-renti ni pun dah cukup untuk menguyupkan (ade ke perkataan ini?) kite. Seriously, I was really looking forward nak pergi Roman Baths ni since Bath was given name after this thing, but since we were lack of time, kitorang amik gambar kat luar ajer. And of course we went to the gift shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2X6uJW_wI/AAAAAAAABJ8/MUWMX25h8Fk/s1600-h/IMG_3592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264030574541471490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2X6uJW_wI/AAAAAAAABJ8/MUWMX25h8Fk/s200/IMG_3592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2X6xbxRII/AAAAAAAABKE/5QMk9waujPs/s1600-h/IMG_3587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264030575423997058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2X6xbxRII/AAAAAAAABKE/5QMk9waujPs/s200/IMG_3587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2X7HaqcBI/AAAAAAAABKM/XBnKLFsb5r0/s1600-h/IMG_3607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264030581324935186" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2X7HaqcBI/AAAAAAAABKM/XBnKLFsb5r0/s200/IMG_3607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the Royal Cresent and the Roman Baths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a really good trip. Finally I managed to visit the Stonehenge, a place in which I was always keen of going since ibu always told me to visit the Stonehenge while you’re in England. I don’t know why ibu keep on telling me that, but then after I set my eyes on it, what I saw was one of Allah’s greatest creations. Also, I told Syaz that I am definitely going to Bath for the next time to make sure I manage to visit the Jane Austen Centre as well as the Roman Baths *grin*.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-4234576207872177770?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/4234576207872177770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=4234576207872177770' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4234576207872177770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4234576207872177770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/11/batu-tergantung-yang-rocks.html' title='Batu tergantung yang rocks!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQ2WmU4HvdI/AAAAAAAABJ0/0gsumg0GI5A/s72-c/IMG_3521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-3774614633974861670</id><published>2008-10-28T02:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T03:34:45.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i had enough.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There’s a point in your life when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix everything. But it’s not giving up. It’s realizing that you don’t need certain people, the bullshit and the drama they bring"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pick up these lines from my Friendster comment and it was given by angah. I didn’t realize it before, but now I do understand what these words meant. I may sound melodramatic, but it is what I feel at the moment. I’ve been trying to mend what was broken and pick up things where I left, yet everything seems to fall apart each time I try to resolve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don’t care anymore, it’s just that I don’t bother any longer. I am tired of fixing things that should have been left broken and I am no longer concern about babysitting one’s heart for my own is never been taken care of. I noticed that it sounds cliché, but ade aku kesah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYDGQzQTGYQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dYDGQzQTGYQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lagu tema sepanjang zaman~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-3774614633974861670?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/3774614633974861670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=3774614633974861670' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3774614633974861670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3774614633974861670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-enough.html' title='i had enough.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-1973060126308943297</id><published>2008-10-25T06:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T07:13:45.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honey-honey~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTINttwdI/AAAAAAAABHs/nmu6RBJC5go/s1600-h/IMG_3396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260858715307622866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTINttwdI/AAAAAAAABHs/nmu6RBJC5go/s200/IMG_3396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTIcfPdSI/AAAAAAAABH0/CxtTiIvRBbw/s1600-h/IMG_3398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260858719273448738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTIcfPdSI/AAAAAAAABH0/CxtTiIvRBbw/s200/IMG_3398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nak pergi main squash ke nak pergi amik gambar??!!...ehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oouuuhhh~~ I just came back from sports centre in Jubilee Park. 2 years living in St Peter’s court, tak pernah sekali pun rase nak pergi sports centre tuh. Tapi malam ni tergedik lebey (pernah ke gedik kurang) plak nak ikut Lina and Hawa pergi main squash. Mule-mule malas nak pegi but then I thought kalau setakat duduk rumah mengadap laptop nih, baik tak yah kan. Ehehe. And so off us go to the sports centre along with Ayu, Yana and Zirah. Hehe. I was more interested in taking pictures rather than plaing squash. Not that I know how to play squash. Mule-mule Zirah and I decided not to play for we’re not really into games kan, and at first kitorang nak jadik cheerleaders Yana ngan Ayu aje. But then bile dah sampai sane tu and Lina pun dengan ala-ala Nicol David tuh pun mule mengajar kitorang care-care bermain squash, it turns out to be interesting =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTI6n9-GI/AAAAAAAABH8/b5r_eiIgJpk/s1600-h/IMG_3406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260858727363115106" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTI6n9-GI/AAAAAAAABH8/b5r_eiIgJpk/s200/IMG_3406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTJiQ4n_I/AAAAAAAABIM/5rZxtjc2if8/s1600-h/IMG_3419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260858738003714034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTJiQ4n_I/AAAAAAAABIM/5rZxtjc2if8/s200/IMG_3419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTJQ6ox9I/AAAAAAAABIE/65l4gRpUexA/s1600-h/IMG_3417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260858733346998226" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTJQ6ox9I/AAAAAAAABIE/65l4gRpUexA/s200/IMG_3417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Errkk...main gitar kah??...wah gaye seorang bakal pengganti Nicol David and kitorang yang kununnye keletihan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yang belajar main squashnye adelah dalam first 10 minutes, lepas tuh ape lagi, amik gambar session lah. Ahaha. Still I play jugak tau. And memang besh lah main squash (finally pakai jugak kasut gym yang dibeli last year tuh). I was like besh nye kalau buat hari sukaneka Taman Dunkirk Jaye kan. Main batu seremban, main galah panjang, baling selipar, cap kali cap dan sebagainye. Hihi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTnMZRcCI/AAAAAAAABIU/G-lciJTgTKw/s1600-h/IMG_3431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260859247529390114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTnMZRcCI/AAAAAAAABIU/G-lciJTgTKw/s200/IMG_3431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTnUVKhEI/AAAAAAAABIc/QmEKy6gwa0k/s1600-h/IMG_3436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260859249659642946" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTnUVKhEI/AAAAAAAABIc/QmEKy6gwa0k/s200/IMG_3436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tenage pengajar bersame-same dengan ahli baru persatuan squash Nottingham and pasukan squash Nottingham Malaysian Games....ahahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said about main. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to watch Mamma Mia! The Movie on last Wednesday with Zirah. OMG!!! Besh giler kot citer tu. At first ibu promised me to take me to watch that movie mase kat Malaysia tapi tak sempat. And last weekend ibu and angah went to watch it and I got so jealous because ibu dah promised to take me jugak. So I pun surf the internet and found out that the movie is still showing at Cineworld. So ape lagi kan pakse lah Zirah ikut. Ehehe. Hello bukan pakse pun die yang memang nak ikut okay. Heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we entered the hall tu, I was like; aduh ramainye orang-orangan tue. Zirah plak yang dah; akak bawak saye tengok cite ape nih. Hihi. But seriously we were the only young people dalam hall tu kot. Then bile the movie starts barulah Zirah yang gelak terkekeh and I was crying macam ape jer. Makcik-makcik tu siap sing along kot biler ade lagu. Okay not the makciks only, I also sing along with them as I am familiar with all the songs in the movie. But the movie touched me as now I know how your mother feels biler nak lepaskan anak die. Seriously sedih giler mase part anak die tengah siap-siap nak kawen tu. And another part yang I totally cried was when Meryl Streep sang The Winner Takes It All tu. I was like; aduh tertusuk di kalbu. Maybe I know how it felt *sigh*. Yang meninggalkan mungkin tak terase ape-ape. Tapi yang ditinggalkan tu lah yang akan lebih suffer. Meninggalkan bukanlah satu perkara yang susah, not that I say it’s not hard at all. But to live a life with a memory of being abandoned for either reason that you do not know or for reasons that doesn’t make any sense at all, is more difficult than anyone could think of (sudah-sudahlah Mira!!! I am moving on *peringatan untuk diri sendiri*).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tadi bile call ibu and told her about the movie, she said that mase she watched the movie with angah pun ramai orang-orangan tue jugak. Hihi. Rase macam nak tengok lagi ajer citer tu. Suker-suker!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZyplfo3ATo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XZyplfo3ATo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmPgslGD0Gk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QmPgslGD0Gk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-1973060126308943297?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/1973060126308943297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=1973060126308943297' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1973060126308943297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1973060126308943297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/10/honey-honey.html' title='honey-honey~~'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SQJTINttwdI/AAAAAAAABHs/nmu6RBJC5go/s72-c/IMG_3396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-5731905329443619535</id><published>2008-10-19T07:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:43:58.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raye wei raye!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aduh sungguh penat anggota badan ini setelah 2 hari berpenat lelah dan bertungkus-lumus bekerja keras dan berusaha untuk menjayekan majlis rumah terbuka 66 City Road a.k.a Kirana (ni name umah kitorang tau, kitorang pun tunggu la jugak kot-kot ade la umah sesape kat Taman Dunkirk Jaye nih nak letak Kelana pulak kan…ekeke…*gelak gedik sume orang*) in collaboration with 72 Beeston Road Dunkirk a.k.a umah Odey, Beya, Yana and Azerque. Umah diorg nih tak bagi name lagik, so terpakse lah called it as umah 72 aje. Nanti dah bagi name kite war-warkan lah ye. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Alhamdulillah everything went pretty well *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’ve started planning this open house ever since we step our foot in our new house. Since rumah kitorang slightly bigger than other houses, tu yang kitorang decide nak combine the event with rumah 72. Besides there are only 3 of us living in Kirana, and I told Ayu that I don’t think we could manage it kalau buat 3 orang aje, so let’s just combine with their house. Make bermula lah sesi-sesi perbincangan tentang menu, acara majlis dan juge para jemputan. At first we thinking of not inviting the boys but then tak kan la tak ajak Mat, Liew and Zamir and his housemates kan because dah memang kenal. Then kitorang decide okay lah ajak sikit-sikt ajer boys and kitorang asingkan boys and girls as in girls datang afternoon and boys and postgraduates student datang lewat petang sikit. Then we heard that a few of other houses are having open house on the same day as well, so kitorang discuss lagi, boys kat Taman Dunkirk Jaye ni kalu tak ajak pun datang juge. And so we end up inviting most of the undergraduates’ student living in Dunkirk. Dah name pun Taman Dunkirk Jaye kan, kalu tak ajak tak manis la kan. Ehehe. Kitorang bukan setakat jemput bebudak Notts aje, mereka-mereka yang berade di luar Notts juge turut menerima jemputan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5fpz9mUI/AAAAAAAABGk/gmy5SvD1BF4/s1600-h/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258649099615181122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5fpz9mUI/AAAAAAAABGk/gmy5SvD1BF4/s200/IMG_3204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5fgNFTWI/AAAAAAAABGs/Ori11kdlVW8/s1600-h/IMG_3236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258649097036189026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5fgNFTWI/AAAAAAAABGs/Ori11kdlVW8/s200/IMG_3236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp-SOe1QPI/AAAAAAAABHc/iy8ZWcd-yHY/s1600-h/IMG_3353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258654366498636018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp-SOe1QPI/AAAAAAAABHc/iy8ZWcd-yHY/s200/IMG_3353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We made the kueh raye about a week earlier and also a check list to make sure everything is done...heheh...eerrr, untuk tempahan sile hubungi....ekekek....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Menu pulak memang awal-awal lagik dah cakap ngan Ayu nak suruh die masak kuah lodeh and I also decided to make rendang ayam and kuah kacang. Umah 72 plak mule-mule diorang nak buat soto aje, then bile pade suatu malam yang hening, Yana memasak mee bandung Johor yang superb rasenye apatah lagi dimakan ketike masih lagi panas dalam cuace yang sejuk-sejuk beserta angin sepoi-sepoi bahase, terus aje diorang decide nak buat mee bandung jugak. Kitorang pun ape lagik ok aje lah kan. Hihi. As for desert plak, hai terkire lah banyak nye. Ayu made 3 different kinds of agar-agar and carrot cake, Azerque plak buat pudding caramel yang mantap lagi lazat rasenye, Beya plak buat limited edition dadih and I made my simple and easy bread pudding as well as sejenis kueh raye yang juge sangat senang hendak membuatnye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5f6fmIPI/AAAAAAAABG0/_Cfg2otPskw/s1600-h/IMG_3329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258649104093159666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5f6fmIPI/AAAAAAAABG0/_Cfg2otPskw/s200/IMG_3329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5gJv_2hI/AAAAAAAABG8/bGMlcRRDKB8/s1600-h/IMG_3340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258649108188486162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5gJv_2hI/AAAAAAAABG8/bGMlcRRDKB8/s200/IMG_3340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp-SOwolrI/AAAAAAAABHU/C5JOGa8te-Q/s1600-h/IMG_3333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258654366573303474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp-SOwolrI/AAAAAAAABHU/C5JOGa8te-Q/s200/IMG_3333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp-SarfIhI/AAAAAAAABHk/mHHxIdJQFuM/s1600-h/IMG_3347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258654369772937746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp-SarfIhI/AAAAAAAABHk/mHHxIdJQFuM/s200/IMG_3347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INTEC's reunion and some of the jemputans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp-SarfIhI/AAAAAAAABHk/mHHxIdJQFuM/s1600-h/IMG_3347.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Make berakhir lah sudah open house kitorang hari ni kire-kire dalam pukul 7 malam. Alhamdulillah, ramai yang datang. Ija, Aliph and Mariam sampai Jumaat malam dari Liverpool and Sya pun sampai on the same day from Bristol. Pagi tadi pulak, orang-orangan from Birm as in Rusya, Meysa, Wan, Taufiq, Hairi and Ada pun sampai. Bile dah tengahari sikit Azrah arrived from Warwick and Yat and Syaza arrived from Leeds. Macam reunion la pulak kan tadi. Agak-agak dekat brape bulan tak jumpe kan so sume pun nak catch up on things that we miss la. Bergegar lah jugak umah ni biler sume dah ade kan. Ehehe. Wah seriously seronok giler dapat jumpe diorang-diorang nih. Rase macam kat INTEC aje. Wah rindunye zaman-zaman INTEC dulu~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5gNT-abI/AAAAAAAABHE/iw5x5Szciec/s1600-h/IMG_3337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258649109144693170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5gNT-abI/AAAAAAAABHE/iw5x5Szciec/s200/IMG_3337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp8UR9LbmI/AAAAAAAABHM/C4jA2TwrpUQ/s1600-h/IMG_3344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258652202767707746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp8UR9LbmI/AAAAAAAABHM/C4jA2TwrpUQ/s200/IMG_3344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orang-orangan dapur *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Most of people yang kitorang jemput could make it today. And food pun tak lah lebey banyak sangat. We really had fun today and finally manage to beramah mesra la dengan penduduk di Taman Funkirk Jaye nih. Malam tadi kitorang pulak memenuhi jemputan open house umah undergrads at 17 Beeston Road Dunkirk as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, thousands of gratitude from us for people who could make it to our house today and we really really thank you guys and girls for making our majlis merrier and happening. To those yang datang dari jauh tu, thank you so much and we really really appreciate it =D. Nanti senang-senang datang lah lagi ye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a very big grin for successfully making this day a very special one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-TnqSpC7eMg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-TnqSpC7eMg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Raye wei raye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-5731905329443619535?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/5731905329443619535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=5731905329443619535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5731905329443619535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5731905329443619535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/10/raye-wei-raye.html' title='Raye wei raye!!!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SPp5fpz9mUI/AAAAAAAABGk/gmy5SvD1BF4/s72-c/IMG_3204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-4851667862578319792</id><published>2008-10-10T01:07:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:47:41.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Aduh! Blog ku ini bukan setakat dah bersawang nih. Siap retak-retak pun ade sudah. Takpe-takpe kite kasik hoover sket. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this post about a week ago when I have nothing much to do and home is all I could think of. Surely I can’t manage to post it right away for I’m still living in ice age era where humans can’t even pronounce the word “internet” nonetheless know how to spell it ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a week or more since I left Malaysia for Nottingham. So many things to be settled yet so little time I have. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5AuEn4fHI/AAAAAAAABD8/HaBmbhBR-kE/s1600-h/IMG_2585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255208975447129202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5AuEn4fHI/AAAAAAAABD8/HaBmbhBR-kE/s200/IMG_2585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5AuEBUjWI/AAAAAAAABEE/A4J2YNDDRqg/s1600-h/IMG_2589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255208975285390690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5AuEBUjWI/AAAAAAAABEE/A4J2YNDDRqg/s200/IMG_2589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5At98w-GI/AAAAAAAABDs/0xNUjE4m5L0/s1600-h/IMG_2607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255208973655668834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5At98w-GI/AAAAAAAABDs/0xNUjE4m5L0/s200/IMG_2607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the third time, I cried awfully yet still to manage a smile cause I'm on camera =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, I moved in to my new house in Dunkirk (us, the Dunkirkies call it Taman Dunkirk Jaya) which is closer to Nottingham University. Am no longer staying at St Peter’s Court and I could not tell how much I miss my room and how much I liked being in St Peter’s. Still, I really like my new house. It’s big, it’s cosy and it does feels at home. Though it’s quite huge for a 3 person to live in it, but my screams and Ayu's shouts and Zirah's laughs is more than enough to wake up the whole neighbourhood =) (tu belum masuk lagi bunyik alarm yang semedang ajer nak berbunyik sebab asap yang tebal akibat menggoreng telur…ekekek)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5CV1gfdQI/AAAAAAAABEM/t1jt9WL8fx8/s1600-h/IMG_3171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255210758095992066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5CV1gfdQI/AAAAAAAABEM/t1jt9WL8fx8/s200/IMG_3171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5At6ObNJI/AAAAAAAABD0/KgOcNAHxSP8/s1600-h/IMG_3024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255208972655998098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5At6ObNJI/AAAAAAAABD0/KgOcNAHxSP8/s200/IMG_3024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;66, City Road, Dunkirk, Nottingham &amp;amp; it's penghuninye...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, jemput-jemputlah datang ke rumah ye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said about my new home sweet home. Let’s talk about raya! Yup, it’s Eid Mubarak today and I don’t exactly have anything to do right now (though ade homework yang sangat menimbun), so I’m thinking of writing something about hari raya. You people out there may read this post a little bit later than its original date because our house still doesn’t have internet connection (thanks to Martin yang lambat sangat datang rumah!). Tapi tak kesah la ye. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya oh raya! When it comes to hari raya, what was the first thing that pops up in your mind? Kueh raye yang tak terkire banyaknye kah? Ataupun maybe baju raye yang berpasang-pasang sampai tak sempat nak pakai semuanye kah? Atau mungkin juga lemang, ketupat dan rendang yang sangat sedap dan masyuk apabile dimakan kah? Dan mungkin juga open house yang sangat banyak dan peluang mencari side income yang sangat cerah dengan mengutip duit raye untuk menambah elaun KPM yang tak seberape nak cukup tu. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5KtNxTREI/AAAAAAAABF0/m2ljpXtF7mI/s1600-h/IMG_2229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255219955838960706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5KtNxTREI/AAAAAAAABF0/m2ljpXtF7mI/s200/IMG_2229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5KtLuR5cI/AAAAAAAABFk/WFWZlWt_ab0/s1600-h/IMG_2453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255219955289417154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5KtLuR5cI/AAAAAAAABFk/WFWZlWt_ab0/s200/IMG_2453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5Gbrv_opI/AAAAAAAABEs/12gFzwnWrfY/s1600-h/KIF_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255215256602387090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5Gbrv_opI/AAAAAAAABEs/12gFzwnWrfY/s200/KIF_0293.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5GbsZzfRI/AAAAAAAABE0/xO0dQMm-kRk/s1600-h/IMG_2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255215256777751826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5GbsZzfRI/AAAAAAAABE0/xO0dQMm-kRk/s200/IMG_2083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever that you have in thought, that all symbolize the scenario of celebrating hari raya in Malaysia. It was a month before Ramadhan starts, yet most of stores have started their Aidilfitri sale. The prices of clothes, trousers, jewelries and many other sorts of things will be discounted. It was a month before Ramadhan starts, yet we’ve heard rumors that most of foodstuff’s prices will be increased for a reason that we could never bother to ask. Ramadhan is still on its way, yet most of tailors we know are fully booked and we end up buying readymade baju kurung or baju melayu. And as Ramadhan greet us, smells of bazaar Ramadhan that sells numerous kinds of mouthwatering Malaysian food is everywhere to be seen and crammed with Muslims as well as the non-Muslims. When it’s about 2 weeks or less from Syawal, TV channels and radio stations, all struggle to be the first to advertise hari raya advertisements along with hari raya songs. People started busied themselves making kuih raya, clean up their household as well as preparing their vehicle for a long journey to balik kampong. And when Aidilfitri finally welcome us, Kuala Lumpur becomes the non-busy city compared to other places in Malaysia. Cars, motorcycles, lorries and buses are nowhere to be noticed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5KtCP8ccI/AAAAAAAABFs/nF9uoKytubo/s1600-h/IMG_2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255219952746262978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5KtCP8ccI/AAAAAAAABFs/nF9uoKytubo/s200/IMG_2452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5Gbag17UI/AAAAAAAABEc/i12Tiny0SSM/s1600-h/IMG_6090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255215251975433538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5Gbag17UI/AAAAAAAABEc/i12Tiny0SSM/s200/IMG_6090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5GbfG189I/AAAAAAAABEk/aKkiRNiropY/s1600-h/IMG_6229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255215253208560594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5GbfG189I/AAAAAAAABEk/aKkiRNiropY/s200/IMG_6229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5GbCRBT1I/AAAAAAAABEU/iaqpHy4Q7sA/s1600-h/IMG_6094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255215245466619730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5GbCRBT1I/AAAAAAAABEU/iaqpHy4Q7sA/s200/IMG_6094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the Malaysian way of celebrating hari raya. That’s the well-known scenario that I reckon even a 4 year old child could remember it. That’s how I remember it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years living in Nottingham is not long enough to make me disregard the Malaysian way of celebrating hari raya. It makes me yearn for it even more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari raya in Nottingham is a lot more different from what we have in Malaysia. We pray the Solat Hari Raya either in an early booking community hall; organize by Malaysian community in Nottingham or in Nottingham University sports centre; manage by the Islamic Society of Nottingham University. If we lucky enough to celebrate hari raya during the weekend, then we manage to pray the Solat Hari Raya with other Malaysian community which will make us feels more at home. What we could listen to are people chatting in Malay, laughs on familiar jokes we’ve once heard in Malaysia, students occupied themselves by taking oodles of photos (for their next year’s Salam perantauan) as well as cries of babies who longed their mum’s attention and children playing with their other Malaysian friends, talking using a very strong British accent. All seems to be common to us. As soon as solat ended, the feast begins as we move from one house to another, buried ourselves in food, meeting new student and chatting to people we know since first year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5Io4k3HII/AAAAAAAABFE/ehFtrow-sEg/s1600-h/IMG_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255217682406907010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5Io4k3HII/AAAAAAAABFE/ehFtrow-sEg/s200/IMG_2752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5Io9Cc_9I/AAAAAAAABE8/kdMt7hR9CHk/s1600-h/IMG_2757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255217683604766674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5Io9Cc_9I/AAAAAAAABE8/kdMt7hR9CHk/s200/IMG_2757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5IpISOGRI/AAAAAAAABFM/GUHkOeOgSbM/s1600-h/IMG_2750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255217686623688978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5IpISOGRI/AAAAAAAABFM/GUHkOeOgSbM/s200/IMG_2750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the other hand, if hari raya falls on weekdays, then it’d be a different story. You have to check your demanding schedule to make sure you don’t have any lectures at 9.00a.m as you are so keen to join the Solat Hari Raya which starts at 8.30 in sports centre. As you arrive in sports centre, people from different races wearing their own traditional clothing greet you along with their unique way of performing solat. All sorts of races, all types of skin color as well as all kinds of language occupy the entire scene. You take fewer photos as you have to rush quickly to the lecture hall when the solat is over so that you won’t miss any of the classes. And you ended up wearing your new baju kurung or baju melayu the whole day in lecture hall while other student looking at you peculiarly for wearing such a bright color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5IpMQjuiI/AAAAAAAABFU/B3K5AHkblKc/s1600-h/IMG_2781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255217687690459682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5IpMQjuiI/AAAAAAAABFU/B3K5AHkblKc/s200/IMG_2781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5IpNw3OTI/AAAAAAAABFc/GYTFIGJwhMc/s1600-h/IMG_2812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255217688094390578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5IpNw3OTI/AAAAAAAABFc/GYTFIGJwhMc/s200/IMG_2812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5QCKsSAJI/AAAAAAAABF8/H73w_Hvq_fo/s1600-h/IMG_2820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255225813347991698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5QCKsSAJI/AAAAAAAABF8/H73w_Hvq_fo/s200/IMG_2820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As weekend arrives, we were lucky enough for Nottingham Malaysian community is large enough to provide us a more homey way of celebrating hari raya. There’ll be a gathering in a community hall, booked by the postgraduates’ student and all Malaysian in Nottingham as well as other people from other places are invited. This is when we feel that we’re not alone. We met loads of new people, we prolonged our relationship with people we already knew and we embraced the moment of being together in such a far away land where friends is the closest family we have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5QCO2VUDI/AAAAAAAABGE/I8IAhWoEs4g/s1600-h/IMG_2991.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5QCZ9jDnI/AAAAAAAABGU/FM5c8Spj6os/s1600-h/IMG_2991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255225817446944370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5QCZ9jDnI/AAAAAAAABGU/FM5c8Spj6os/s200/IMG_2991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5QCb6GqoI/AAAAAAAABGM/_1-mEpkGuUw/s1600-h/IMG_2943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255225817969371778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5QCb6GqoI/AAAAAAAABGM/_1-mEpkGuUw/s200/IMG_2943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5QCv6y09I/AAAAAAAABGc/aYHK7UIeUx8/s1600-h/IMG_3098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255225823340975058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5QCv6y09I/AAAAAAAABGc/aYHK7UIeUx8/s200/IMG_3098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That’s the Nottingham way of celebrating hari raya. It may not be as perfect as you could experience while in Malaysia, yet it is more than enough to make you feel grateful for once again, you manage to celebrate Aidilfitri. Just this time, it’s not in Malaysia, it’s in somewhere else that happen to be a place you called home as well =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally my internet connection is all set up. Doomo arigatoo gozaimasu to Liew for willingly provide a helping hand. So I’m out of the ice age. Hehe =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-4851667862578319792?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/4851667862578319792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=4851667862578319792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4851667862578319792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4851667862578319792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SO5AuEn4fHI/AAAAAAAABD8/HaBmbhBR-kE/s72-c/IMG_2585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-4292158363815262707</id><published>2008-09-18T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T18:33:05.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving to be back again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ve packed all my belongings and am prepared to leave home for Nottingham tonight. Nottingham is a home as well, a home full of friends and enemy, victory and disappointment as well as love and betrayal. I reckon it’s a recipe of life that everyone will experience.  But never mind, you can’t expect to be under you own roof and be safe all the time. Sometimes you have get out there, be adventurous and willing to take all the risk. You have made your choice, so now you have to pay for the price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Nottingham is my home too. A home I use to gather all my knowledge about life. The absence of my family is the only thing that allows these 2 homes apart. That makes things even harder than I always expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I always said to myself; be brave, be strong as this is for your own good, for your own future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spare a moment to take one last look at my home and my family, I embrace all the happy times we shared together for I know I am leaving home to be back again. And this time, I’ll be back for good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cherish all the moments in your life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Embrace it close to you for you’ll never realize the disappearance of it.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-4292158363815262707?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/4292158363815262707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=4292158363815262707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4292158363815262707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4292158363815262707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/09/leaving-to-be-back-again.html' title='Leaving to be back again.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-4334337121252233153</id><published>2008-09-14T23:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:38:49.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than perfect.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It’s been the greatest week I’ve ever had since my arrival in Malaysia. Well, frankly speaking I had the bestest summer holiday each year, but there will always be the best week among those greatest moment that I share with my family. It somehow made me realise what I have and everything I own, is just more than anything I’ve ever imagine. Not that I never realise it before, but it made me appreciate my life more than anything else in the world =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM0zZEyJ1qI/AAAAAAAABB8/OtUhQ2MXoks/s1600-h/IMG_2207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245905646830343842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM0zZEyJ1qI/AAAAAAAABB8/OtUhQ2MXoks/s200/IMG_2207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is umah opah at Kampung Manjoi...I miss this house =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last weekend, my family and I went back to Ipoh, nak jumpe opah and mamak before I went back to Nottingham. Along wasn’t with us as she was outstation in Penang. So ibu, ayah, angah, Aiman and I je la yang balik. Plus we needed to pick up all the kueh raye we ordered at Papan. Aduh speaking of kueh raye kat Papan, memang lah heaven. No one ever made kueh raye sesedap diorang (yang I penah rase la). Bile masuk aje rumah tu, terus bau kueh raye yang sangat masyuk. Hehe. Actually orang yang membuatnye is ibu’s second cousin who’s been living in Papan, a place in Perak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM0zYnwWHCI/AAAAAAAABBs/7tKvtz0FjF8/s1600-h/IMG_2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245905639038131234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM0zYnwWHCI/AAAAAAAABBs/7tKvtz0FjF8/s200/IMG_2181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM0zYw6IzJI/AAAAAAAABB0/2xS4AXVYWhs/s1600-h/IMG_2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245905641495121042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM0zYw6IzJI/AAAAAAAABB0/2xS4AXVYWhs/s200/IMG_2189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ni lah my opah and this is my mamak a.k.a uncle...mamak means mamakanda dalam bahase istana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I started my week by helping angah with her ‘buat kueh raye’ project which turn out to be the most exicting sisters reunion event ever. Along was given 2 days leave from her work for being too fatigue, so on Monday and Tuesday, all of us bertungkus lumus la kat dapur buat kueh raye. Actually each one of us know how to make those kueh raye, siap pernah buat sorang-sorang jer kot without any help from anyone. But this time we choose to make it together (bertiga kan lebih baik…heheh) for we thought it be more fun and plus I’m leaving for Nottingham on Friday morning, so we would like to spent these last few days together. Kalau dah 3 orang dalam dapur tu kan, ape lagi bagai nak pecah lah dapur ibu tu. Kitorang gelak jer dah serupa halilintar. Ibu and ayah pun jadik tukang gelak tengok kitorang punyer perangai yang loyar buruk sekor-sekor. Hehe. Anyway, let’s have a look at those pics I’ve took ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM01pIiQ4pI/AAAAAAAABCE/89pqRWUpPq0/s1600-h/IMG_2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245908121738601106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM01pIiQ4pI/AAAAAAAABCE/89pqRWUpPq0/s200/IMG_2271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM01pWNPZ8I/AAAAAAAABCM/fkO0yZjFb00/s1600-h/IMG_2254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245908125408520130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM01pWNPZ8I/AAAAAAAABCM/fkO0yZjFb00/s200/IMG_2254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was busy mencincang those hazel and angah yang tak abih-abih mencuci pinggan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM01pg_KAXI/AAAAAAAABCU/K-D5ZBwbkLw/s1600-h/IMG_2257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245908128302236018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM01pg_KAXI/AAAAAAAABCU/K-D5ZBwbkLw/s200/IMG_2257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM01piwO6BI/AAAAAAAABCc/tB9WxYgBnIg/s1600-h/IMG_2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245908128776513554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM01piwO6BI/AAAAAAAABCc/tB9WxYgBnIg/s200/IMG_2283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By this time angah dah surrender and I was left to finish everything...and lihatlah hasilnyerrr =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sepanjang last week, ibu cook all my wishlist food that I wanted to eat. Ibu made mee curry (this is mee curry Ipoh okay) on Tuesday and on Wednesday pulak, ibu made nasi ayam for buke puase. God! I really really love ibu’s nasi ayam (I bet everyone does love their mom’s nasi ayam).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM04GS2PztI/AAAAAAAABC8/xSvRx54iyUg/s1600-h/IMG_2314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245910821746233042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM04GS2PztI/AAAAAAAABC8/xSvRx54iyUg/s200/IMG_2314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ibu's nasi minyak was really mouth watering...nyum nyum nyum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The most exciting was on ibu and along birthday! Yup, on 12 September, both ibu and along celebrated their birthday together. Beshkan birthday same ngan ibu. I always envy along. Hehe. Anyway, on this day angah decided to cook for ibu and along. But of course ibu masak jugak. Ibu masak nasi minyak and angah masak lauk-lauknyer which is ayam masak merah, dalca and kerabu apple. Sedap giler la nasi minyak tu. I was like; tak payahla tunggu kenduri kawen, ibu masak pun same jer macam nasi minyak orang kawen. Hehe. Well actually it was more like a cooking class for angah actually. I wasn’t be able to help because I was not feeling very well that day, still I manage to make triffle for them. Lepas makan tu ape lagi, sesi bagi birthday present la. We bought ibu a white gold bangle and for along we bought sort of a baldi of Famous Amos cookies la. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM04GHMSGFI/AAAAAAAABCs/_lCNp0e_6rs/s1600-h/IMG_2344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245910818617432146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM04GHMSGFI/AAAAAAAABCs/_lCNp0e_6rs/s200/IMG_2344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM04GIGftJI/AAAAAAAABC0/_8_nS-mu3BQ/s1600-h/IMG_2349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245910818861593746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM04GIGftJI/AAAAAAAABC0/_8_nS-mu3BQ/s200/IMG_2349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM04FyAZjFI/AAAAAAAABCk/HZIZmwqcVaI/s1600-h/IMG_2341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245910812930444370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM04FyAZjFI/AAAAAAAABCk/HZIZmwqcVaI/s200/IMG_2341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Birthday gurls and us =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;During the weekend, we continue our ‘buat kueh raye’ project sampai la petang tadi. But I didn’t really help along and angah on Saturday as I was assign by ibu for doing others job; kemas rumah as in vaccum rumah and took off all the langsir yang ade sebab nak bawak pergi laundry. Hehe. Luckily ade Aiman, ape lagi when it comes to panjat memanjat ajer panggil Aiman la. Nasib baik la ade jugak adik lelaki ku yang sorang nih. Hihi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM06gW4sshI/AAAAAAAABDE/KKsKWRMQXwo/s1600-h/IMG_2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245913468530110994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM06gW4sshI/AAAAAAAABDE/KKsKWRMQXwo/s200/IMG_2380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM06geNCCpI/AAAAAAAABDM/sdzNNWT4fM0/s1600-h/IMG_2384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245913470494444178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM06geNCCpI/AAAAAAAABDM/sdzNNWT4fM0/s200/IMG_2384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aiman yang bising giler biler I asked him to take the pics on me...he was like; achik ni nk buat kerje ke nak amik gambar ajer...heheh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM06gh9MQVI/AAAAAAAABDU/bMX6T6Gy5cM/s1600-h/IMG_2365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245913471501746514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM06gh9MQVI/AAAAAAAABDU/bMX6T6Gy5cM/s200/IMG_2365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM06ghGb9EI/AAAAAAAABDc/iVlD-UUG6B8/s1600-h/IMG_2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245913471272088642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM06ghGb9EI/AAAAAAAABDc/iVlD-UUG6B8/s200/IMG_2435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aiman tu nyebok ajer kat dapur...hehe...again, tadaaa! our second kueh raye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Since ibu dah flat giler because of cooking on Friday, kitorang buke puase kat luar jer on weekend. Yesterday kitorang buke kat Secret Recipe. At first nak pergi Chili’s but since we was busy making kueh raye until about 4.00p.m. so tak sempat la nak pergi. We end up at Secret Recipe. And today kitorang pergi Jusco Wangsa Maju sebab I was craving for yeong taufu kat sane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am utterly thrilled throughout this week for I got to spend these few days of my stay in Malaysia with my family. Angah is back for good now and that makes us complete. Yet I’m leaving in just a few days time, so I’ve started to feel the loss that I’m about to live through. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess you can’t have everything in your life isn’t it? These ups and downs that my family and I have been going through that makes us more than a perfect family =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-4334337121252233153?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/4334337121252233153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=4334337121252233153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4334337121252233153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4334337121252233153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-than-perfect.html' title='More than perfect.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SM0zZEyJ1qI/AAAAAAAABB8/OtUhQ2MXoks/s72-c/IMG_2207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-2441467540386597875</id><published>2008-09-13T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:57:00.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kembali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sepi…sepi..dan sendiri aku benci&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku mau bingar…aku mau di pasar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bosan aku dengan penat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dan enyah saja kau pekat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku kembali sendiri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-2441467540386597875?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/2441467540386597875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=2441467540386597875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2441467540386597875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2441467540386597875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/09/kembali.html' title='kembali'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-6210193801292035768</id><published>2008-09-04T21:46:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:34:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat &amp; sukses!!! (episode 2)</title><content type='html'>Okay now I’m back to pick up where I left my story. &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Since my stomach is totally full and I tengah tersandar kerana kekenyangan akibat minum air yang sangat banyak, makenye I’m having (again) sindrom malas nak type. So let’s just look at the pictures I’ve took and I shall describe it as we go on =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_prRLU7XI/AAAAAAAAA_c/mEi0dG_lrR0/s1600-h/IMG_1583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242165420837105010" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_prRLU7XI/AAAAAAAAA_c/mEi0dG_lrR0/s200/IMG_1583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_prpMEMoI/AAAAAAAAA_k/3e5vJnyVdRY/s1600-h/IMG_1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242165427282653826" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_prpMEMoI/AAAAAAAAA_k/3e5vJnyVdRY/s200/IMG_1597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;This is Yogya early in the morning and the paddy field is situated at Bantul, a small town in Yogya that once destroyed because of earthquake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;So this is Yogya early in the morning. Banyak giler motor and macet jugaklah sikit-sikit. And the paddy field is at Bantul. Cantik giler tempat tu and still could see la kesan-kesan gempa bumi tu. Sedey sangat tengok ibu-ibu and bapak-bapak yang keje kat sawah tu. Takde mesin lansung. Everything is done manually. Tak macam &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. But looking at them, it taught me to appreacite life more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_pr9NPm8I/AAAAAAAAA_s/kqK40jaa4Rg/s1600-h/IMG_1607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242165432656305090" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_pr9NPm8I/AAAAAAAAA_s/kqK40jaa4Rg/s200/IMG_1607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_psL4I7WI/AAAAAAAAA_8/JxcCvlgNM0Q/s1600-h/IMG_1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242165436594318690" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_psL4I7WI/AAAAAAAAA_8/JxcCvlgNM0Q/s200/IMG_1609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_psF1-u6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/K99zYauNP1w/s1600-h/IMG_1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242165434974649250" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_psF1-u6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/K99zYauNP1w/s200/IMG_1608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Ni lah Pantai Tritis...cantik giler this place...ombak die OMG besar giler...hihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;As early as 7.00 a.m. kitorang gerak dari hotel. But pukul 7.00 tu dah cerah giler la macam pukul 8.00 pagi kat &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Our destination that day is Pantai Tritis; a place that holds mysteries and myth that most Javanese people in Yogya believes. Pak Santo, our sufir yang told us the stories. I, in fact all of us nih tak paham sangat ape die cakap sebab die cakap bahase Jawa, only angah jer yang paham. So kitorang nih ngange jer bile Pak Santo tu crite, pastu biler dah abih kitorang yang; ape die cakap ngah, tak paham la. Hihi. 4 years in Yogya is long enough for angah to learn their language. One of the stories yang I catch up is Pak Santo cakap kalu orang amik gambar kat pantai tu, kadang-kadang biler tengok balik gambar tu, macam ade bidadari dalam gambar tu. Bidadari yang cantik sangat. Tapi die cakap kadang-kadang la. He said this has something to do dengan sultan diorang macam mane tah, I pun confius-confius jugak. Hihi. Anyway pantai die serius cantik giler and ombak memang besar la. Tu pun orang-orang kat situ cakap kecik jer. Kitorang yang dah; ha??!! Ni yang kecik ker??!! Ehehe. Tercapai jugaklah hasrat hatiku ini nak berlari-lari di tepi pantai sampai pakai baju warne putih. Okay, I tak dapat la nak pakai baju warne putih, but I’ve got something better =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_ve4GA24I/AAAAAAAABAE/oPDXRFyRxtw/s1600-h/IMG_1627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242171805015268226" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_ve4GA24I/AAAAAAAABAE/oPDXRFyRxtw/s200/IMG_1627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_vfM7K2zI/AAAAAAAABAM/VyaH3LO-vJI/s1600-h/IMG_1635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242171810606930738" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_vfM7K2zI/AAAAAAAABAM/VyaH3LO-vJI/s200/IMG_1635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_vfZhWlwI/AAAAAAAABAU/HGZ7tvb653A/s1600-h/IMG_1644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242171813988308738" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_vfZhWlwI/AAAAAAAABAU/HGZ7tvb653A/s200/IMG_1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Okay, that's me afraid of the kiuts poney...heheh...romantiks kan ibu &amp;amp; ayah naik kete kuda 2 orang cenggitu...and Aiman being belagak sebab die dapat tunggang kude alone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_vfs0WsSI/AAAAAAAABAc/OU_cbVQ5PgA/s1600-h/IMG_1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242171819168280866" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_vfs0WsSI/AAAAAAAABAc/OU_cbVQ5PgA/s200/IMG_1642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_vfgUkOvI/AAAAAAAABAk/7ztBbBDQdE0/s1600-h/IMG_1664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242171815813724914" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_vfgUkOvI/AAAAAAAABAk/7ztBbBDQdE0/s200/IMG_1664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Suker-suker~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Yeay!! Dapat naik kete kuda. Hihi. I suke giler naik kete kuda. Kalu pegi Yogya mesti I bising nak naik kete kuda. Hihi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_xVRtqElI/AAAAAAAABAs/SkfjYCxoH5Q/s1600-h/IMG_1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242173839116997202" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_xVRtqElI/AAAAAAAABAs/SkfjYCxoH5Q/s320/IMG_1703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I pun dapat naik this kiuts kude tau...though almost satu pantai tu dengarlah I terjerit-jerit mase nak naik atas kude tuh...ehehe...mas yang own the kude tu gelak ajer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lepas balik dari pantai tu, ape lagi shop till drop campaign pun bermule lah. Hihi. We started from Manding; a place kat Yogya yang ade banyak giler barang that made from kulit. Ibu and ayah memang suker giler kot barang kulit so ape lagi dengan ayah pun skali naik syok memilih. But yang paling banyak kat Manding tu kasut lelaki so memang ayah and Aiman la yang bershopping nyer. Huhu. Then we went to tempat yang memang wajib kitorang pergi lah kalu kat Yogya; Malioboro and Pasar Bringharjo. Memang heaven giler la shopping at these 2 places. Heheh. And malam tu kitorang pegi studio amik gambar graduation angah. I was like falling in love dengan mas photographer tu. Baik giler, kiuts giler and really-really soft spoken. Hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_2FZf7YPI/AAAAAAAABA0/rwvcRQuPG3E/s1600-h/IMG_1733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242179063887126770" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_2FZf7YPI/AAAAAAAABA0/rwvcRQuPG3E/s200/IMG_1733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_2FXDOwPI/AAAAAAAABA8/gd19z465_Pk/s1600-h/IMG_1789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242179063229890802" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_2FXDOwPI/AAAAAAAABA8/gd19z465_Pk/s200/IMG_1789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_2FwkJtSI/AAAAAAAABBE/jw-SiDrI1Cg/s1600-h/IMG_1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242179070078858530" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_2FwkJtSI/AAAAAAAABBE/jw-SiDrI1Cg/s200/IMG_1975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiman yang pulun giler memilh at Manding...us at Mirota Batik and I yang dah penat giler lalu terduduk sambil memerhatikan ibu &amp;amp; angah yang still lagi memilih baju...adoi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Anyway, this time punye trip macam the last trip for us la because angah is coming back for good &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. And if we do (insyaAllah we will) visit Yogya next time, it just won’t be the same. So we visit, eat and do things that we always like doing kat Yogya. For example kitorang makan kat Bee’s (my favourite Korean restaurant), makan kat Rumah Makan Sederhana (our Nasi Padang favourite restaurant), jalan-jalan kat Galeria and Amplaz (shopping mall kat Yogya). And also angah took Aiman and I jalan-jalan kat faculty die. Comey giler faculty angah. Not as modern as what we have in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia or in Notts&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, but its good and comfortable enough for student to study kat sane. Then angah bawak naik angkot (a transportaion yang sangat horror for student yang nak pegi kelas), pegi KOPMA; Koperasi Mahasiswa (sort of student union) and macam-macam lagi la. It really is a new experience that I reckon not all people have a chance to do so. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_4CXEWqwI/AAAAAAAABBM/_OBDzrYR7yg/s1600-h/IMG_1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242181210718251778" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_4CXEWqwI/AAAAAAAABBM/_OBDzrYR7yg/s200/IMG_1892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_4Ci4NDxI/AAAAAAAABBU/Z-TRGjULMpU/s1600-h/IMG_1900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242181213888515858" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_4Ci4NDxI/AAAAAAAABBU/Z-TRGjULMpU/s200/IMG_1900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is angah's faculty, comeykan...and look at the students yang nak masuk lecture hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_4C-96b_I/AAAAAAAABBc/r8kXmNjbVlU/s1600-h/IMG_1923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242181221428654066" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_4C-96b_I/AAAAAAAABBc/r8kXmNjbVlU/s200/IMG_1923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_4C3e6d2I/AAAAAAAABBk/9M-9XW0xtr4/s1600-h/IMG_1920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242181219419584354" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_4C3e6d2I/AAAAAAAABBk/9M-9XW0xtr4/s200/IMG_1920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiman &amp;amp; I in the middle of Fakultas Farmasi &amp;amp; angah is saying goodbye to her Indonesian friends...I pulak yang nak nangis mase nih...huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Okay, I’ve been babbling long enough (kate tengah sindrom malas nak type…ehehe). I really have to admit that this vacation was the most meaningful. I don’t know how to say or how to explain it, but I learnt so many things in Yogya. Just imagine, I've been to Yogya since angah first year lagi kot, so it has been our family favourite place to go for our annually family vacation. Boleh dikatekan that I've been to almost all the tourist attraction yang ade kat Yogya (except Gunung Kaliurang sebab angah takut nak bawak cause gunung tu kadang-kadang sesuka hati ajer meletup...hihi). I’ve started to miss Yogya already. And just imagine how angah feels. She’s been crying since her wisuda day until the day she arrived &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Mestilah sedeykan. Bak kate orang; tempat jatuh lagi dikenang, inikan pule tempat belajar &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: teringat pulak lagu Cintaku tertinggal di Malaysia =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_vfgUkOvI/AAAAAAAABAk/7ztBbBDQdE0/s1600-h/IMG_1664.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-6210193801292035768?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/6210193801292035768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=6210193801292035768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/6210193801292035768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/6210193801292035768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-sukses-episode-2.html' title='Selamat &amp; sukses!!! (episode 2)'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL_prRLU7XI/AAAAAAAAA_c/mEi0dG_lrR0/s72-c/IMG_1583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-5012276264581975067</id><published>2008-09-02T21:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:30:48.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat &amp; sukses!!! (episode 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1KcL-8xZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/3tPqtZxXjW8/s1600-h/IMG_1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1KcL-8xZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/3tPqtZxXjW8/s320/IMG_1458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241427389442737554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So happy together~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeay!!! I am truly glad and relieve as angah is finally finish her study in Universitas Gajah Mada, &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Yogyakarta&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. She is now officially a pharmacist *suker-suker*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And so last Tuesday, ibu, ayah, Aiman and I went to Yogya (again!!) to attend angah’s wisuda or graduation ceremony and of course kitorang take this opportunity nak holiday satu family jugak. Sadly along couldn’t come with us because she’s so busy with her work at the moment. Bos along tak bagi cuti sebab they’ll having a big meeting with all the central bank from countries in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Asia&lt;/st1:place&gt; early September. So only 4 of us jer la yang pergi. Sangat lah sedey along couldn’t join us because selalunyer every year kitorang mesti pergi holiday the whole family. But what more could we do &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Angah’s convocation was on Wednesday, so kitorang pergi la on Tuesday. Malam kitorang sampai tu, apalagi angah mulelah nervous (bergedudup bak kate orang Perak…hehe) bagai nak mati. Nak pakai tudung macam mane lah. Nak make up warne ape, nak itu nak ini. Thank god I’ve been to make up class before, kalu tak memang tak tau la macam mane nak make up &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; angah with the absences of along. But seriously seronok giler tengok angah that night. Datanglah hyperactive die tuh. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Early in the morning lagi kitorang dah gerak from the hotel to avoid macet or traffic jam. Speaking of macet, Yogya ni memang bandar student, jalan pulak kecik, kalu tak kuar awal, payah jugaklah. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, these are the pictures I took before, during and after the graduation ceremony =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1B2LvXJUI/AAAAAAAAA8s/WbfE2uh_c_Q/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1B2LvXJUI/AAAAAAAAA8s/WbfE2uh_c_Q/s200/IMG_1272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241417940449305922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1B2eCLhqI/AAAAAAAAA80/tBF_vx3viOM/s1600-h/IMG_1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1B2eCLhqI/AAAAAAAAA80/tBF_vx3viOM/s200/IMG_1293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241417945360074402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at the make up stuff we used and that were angah &amp;amp; Aiman tengah practice...hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1B2a7ThAI/AAAAAAAAA88/-w-T1MRHrlg/s1600-h/IMG_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1B2a7ThAI/AAAAAAAAA88/-w-T1MRHrlg/s200/IMG_1305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241417944525931522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1B2p5Z7CI/AAAAAAAAA9E/VpTeOSqqOBA/s1600-h/IMG_1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1B2p5Z7CI/AAAAAAAAA9E/VpTeOSqqOBA/s200/IMG_1316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241417948544494626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Angah before &amp;amp; after wearing her robes pagi before wisuda starts...I told angah that she looks like Harry Potter dari belakang...ehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1EU6k4H9I/AAAAAAAAA9U/4-s3ZgPLvEo/s1600-h/IMG_1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1EU6k4H9I/AAAAAAAAA9U/4-s3ZgPLvEo/s200/IMG_1322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241420667441127378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1EUkhaz5I/AAAAAAAAA9M/64VunQjaqvU/s1600-h/IMG_1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1EUkhaz5I/AAAAAAAAA9M/64VunQjaqvU/s200/IMG_1320.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241420661521043346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the left is the place where they held the wisuda and on the right is a mini studio yang sangat banyak kat luar hall tu...macam pesta konvo la kirenye...kreatifkan???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1EVJVtjaI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Bz-c3DVh3hw/s1600-h/IMG_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1EVJVtjaI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Bz-c3DVh3hw/s200/IMG_1333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241420671404051874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1EVFPdV3I/AAAAAAAAA9k/3pWhogbM1eQ/s1600-h/IMG_1334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1EVFPdV3I/AAAAAAAAA9k/3pWhogbM1eQ/s200/IMG_1334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241420670304081778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me with angah &amp;amp; Aiman with angah...suker sangat =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1HUQ0ObpI/AAAAAAAAA9s/zE_hUFAc_tE/s1600-h/IMG_1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1HUQ0ObpI/AAAAAAAAA9s/zE_hUFAc_tE/s200/IMG_1449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423954766098066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1HUu6DPgI/AAAAAAAAA90/667BRUQLJY0/s1600-h/IMG_1448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1HUu6DPgI/AAAAAAAAA90/667BRUQLJY0/s200/IMG_1448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423962843594242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is inside the hall and all the students who graduated that day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1HU-JnHMI/AAAAAAAAA98/5wptdFmi6r8/s1600-h/IMG_1473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1HU-JnHMI/AAAAAAAAA98/5wptdFmi6r8/s200/IMG_1473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423966935391426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1HU9sK3gI/AAAAAAAAA-E/9SN6dA0etWU/s1600-h/IMG_1507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1HU9sK3gI/AAAAAAAAA-E/9SN6dA0etWU/s200/IMG_1507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241423966811905538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angah with her Indonesian friends and with her besh friend Nunung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1Jg7ZNYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/sVsAljGC4SE/s1600-h/IMG_1469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1Jg7ZNYhI/AAAAAAAAA-M/sVsAljGC4SE/s200/IMG_1469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241426371377193490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1JhN5sLTI/AAAAAAAAA-U/RdZP5HARi3w/s1600-h/IMG_1470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1JhN5sLTI/AAAAAAAAA-U/RdZP5HARi3w/s200/IMG_1470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241426376345267506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Angah with ibu and ayah; graduation aftermath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1JhGikKTI/AAAAAAAAA-c/8Oq65H5OA-I/s1600-h/IMG_1544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1JhGikKTI/AAAAAAAAA-c/8Oq65H5OA-I/s200/IMG_1544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241426374369225010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1JhWIClaI/AAAAAAAAA-k/GuEYTs5KS08/s1600-h/IMG_1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1JhWIClaI/AAAAAAAAA-k/GuEYTs5KS08/s200/IMG_1545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241426378552939938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hihi...suker giler these 2 pics...so happy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I kind of penat giler that day because I become amateur  photographer plak. Angah was so excited that day so die kejap pegi sane kejap pegi sini carik kawan die nak amik gambar. So I pun dok terkejar sane terkejar sini lah. Ehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Frankly speaking, the event is totally different from what we had in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. I’ve been to ayah and along’s convocation and all of them was really tiring. Mase ayah dapat Ph.D dulu, all of us dapat masuk dalam DTC UM tu, and I was 8 years old mase tuh. So logiklah I meragamkan. Hihi. Mase along grad degree and masters pun kitorang pergi jugak tapi tak masuk la. The way they celebrate the student is really different from us. Kalu kat &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, parents sume duduk kat tengah and the student yang duduk kat tepi. But mase ari tuh, student duduk tengah and parents sume duduk tepi. When I entered the hall, I was like; wah bangge giler biler the university appreciate kite macam ni. It was like they put the student kat tengah macam tuh, so that the audience know that they are the ones that we’re about to celebrate. It’s their day. It’s their victory ceremony for all the hard work and challenge they’ve gone through, they deserves to be celebrated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And the ceremony only took 4 hours jer kot untuk 1800 student. Memang kejap giler la. Yang paling menarik is mase upacara bagi ijazah tu, diorang bagi skali 2 orang. Kirenye ade 2 dekan from different faculties kat atas stage tu, and they announce the student names bergilir-gilir between 2 faculties tu. Tu yang jadik cepat tu. But still, the event went very well and sangat teratur. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another thing that attracts us is the student names la. Paham-paham la name orang &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; ni &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Kitorang jadik seronok giler dengar name diorang. Ade satu tu name die Bulan Suci Ramadhan. Kitorang yang; amboi sedapnye name, unik gitu lho. Hehe. Name Rangga tu tak terkirelah banyaknye &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Ade lagi satu tu lagi la unik. Name budak tu Pitulas Agustin. Biler mc tu sebut jer name die audience sume sorak giler. Kitorang ni yang terpinga-pinga nape budak-budak ni sorak hebat sangat. Pastu biler jumpe angah baru lah angah citer yang name budak tu dalam bahase Jawa which means 17 Agustus or 17 August which is hari kemerdekaan &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Angah said pitulas in bahasa Jawa means 17 and Augustin means August la &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Kitorang yang dah; patriotic giler ayah die. Hehe. Ade jugak sorang budak ni name die Intan Berlian. Orang pun sorak giler name budak ni. One name yang I suker giler is Kahlil Gibran. I was like OMG!! Name die Kahlil Gibran. I pun join in the crowd yang cheer for him. Mesti ayah atau ibu die peminat setia Kahlil Gibran. Hehe. Unik &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; name-name diorang. When we told along about this thing, along yang dah; ni boleh buat sample name anak nanti. Hihi. Tu baru pasal name, belum tengok the way they dress lagik. Mase dalam hall tu, I yang dah; Aiman achik rase macam bersanding plak ngan makcik sebelah nih. Aiman yang dah; nape plak? And I was like; Aiman tengok la baju die macam pengantin ajer. Hihi. Ibu ayah sume dah gelak giler. But seriously memang lain la the way they dress. Kalu yang free hair angah cakap they have to buat sanggul. And my god looking at their sanggul, I was like; tak berat ker. Ade sorang angah’s friend ni Indonesian la &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, die pergi saloon nak make up and buat sanggul pukul 3.30 pagi. Just imagine. Angah said that diorang memang macam ni kalu time wisuda memang full la sume saloon. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Memang banyak bende lah yang sangat beda lho dengan &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Walaupun wisuda diorang sangat simple but then it is full of meaning. Banyak bende yang patut we as Malaysian take it as an example. One thing that myself pun rase sangat terharu is when the Rektor of UGM delivering his speech and dalam speech tu he thanked all the teachers from SD (sekolah dasar or sekolah rendah), SMP (sekolah mengah pertengahan or lower form) and SMA (sekolah menengah atas or higher form) yang dijemput khas just to attend the ceremony. He said that they invited them as to show that without them all the students who graduated today, takkan dapat masuk UGM pun kalau tidak kerana all the teachers ni. I yang bakal cikgu ni pun rase sangat di appreciate and rase this is the first event yang I reckon recognize all the hard work teachers made for their student. They really respect teachers. Angah said in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; people really respect and appreciate orang yang berilmu walaupun ilmu itu tidaklah setinggi mane. It’s totally a different scenario in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; isn’t it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway this is all about angah’s wisuda. I am really proud of her and I am relived that she finally fulfills her dream. Selamat and sukses buat angah =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Owh, it’s time to pick up along from Bank Negara. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sian&lt;/st1:place&gt; along buke pose kat office ari ni. Huhu. Anyway I’ll continue writing about my vacation in Yogya in the next post ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: ‘selamat’ in &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; means tahniah and ‘sukses’ means success la. They don’t understand if kite cakap tahniah. Hihi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-5012276264581975067?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/5012276264581975067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=5012276264581975067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5012276264581975067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5012276264581975067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/09/selamat-sukses-episode-1.html' title='Selamat &amp; sukses!!! (episode 1)'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SL1KcL-8xZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/3tPqtZxXjW8/s72-c/IMG_1458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-1536881308756339912</id><published>2008-08-21T14:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:28:35.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new movie, new series</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My brother and I went to a movie marathon yesterday. Dari pagi sampai petang kitorang kat Cineleisure. Biler balik tuh Aiman dah merungut-rungut penat. Then I told him that this is what is like la kalu you buat movie marathon. Tu pun baru 2 movie. At first I intent to continue the marathon this morning, but since its raining out there, so tak jadilah. Haha. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sian&lt;/st1:place&gt; die. But then he’s the one yang keep on bising kat I teringin nak tengok movie banyak-banyak. So serves him right. Hehe. Ewah mentang-mentang lah musim Olimpik, nak tengok wayang pun marathon. Eh I think &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt; if dalam Olimpik ade acara sape tengok wayang paling banyak, I’m sure I could represent &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Mesti paling tidak-tidak pingat gangsa dalam tangan dah. Hehe. Tak tau lah kenape but I really really enjoy watching movie kat cinema. Bak kate orang suker gilerlah tengok wayang. Ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anway, biler dah tengok wayang tu, of course la tengok trailer film skali &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. I was like nak pengsan (takde la pengsan betul-betulkan..hehe) biler trailer Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince dah kuar. Okay maybe dah lame keluar kat internet or wayang lain. But then it’s my first time watching it so I kind of excited lah. Angah always said to me; ko nih giler sungguhlah kat Harry Potter nih. Hehe. Well I am a big fan of Harry. So biler tengok trailer tu I was like nak jerit Harry!!! But then we were in cinema &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. So lengan my brother la yang jadi mangse. Ehehe. Aiman yang dah; tolonglah achik, would you mind growing up??!! I was like; amboi budak-budak zaman sekarang, mature sungguh. Hehe. I really can’t wait to watch it and it’ll premiere on November, so it means I kat Notts. I can’t wait for it!!!! It must be a different scenario if you’re in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; I reckon, because of the madness they have on Harry Potter. Anyway, let’s have sneak peaks on Harry’s new film.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpCPvHJ6p90&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpCPvHJ6p90&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kiutsnyer Harry ku~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, Ice Age 3 and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Madagascar&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;: Escape 2 Africa pun coming soon!!! Wah banyak betul movie nak tengok nih. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SK0IqrLQAQI/AAAAAAAAA78/N3Dw_7pcKbA/s1600-h/90210Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SK0IqrLQAQI/AAAAAAAAA78/N3Dw_7pcKbA/s200/90210Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236851470939193602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SK0Iq-4KTeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/b8aUVw48wVI/s1600-h/brenda5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SK0Iq-4KTeI/AAAAAAAAA8E/b8aUVw48wVI/s200/brenda5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236851476227837410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG!!! The picture are so 90's kan...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyone recall &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; 90210? Yup, the most famous zip code is back on track. The new spin-off is ready for premiere on September 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; 2008. But instead of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Beverly Hills&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; 90210, they change the title to 90210 jer. Maybe not many of us yang tengok series ni because series ni dah lame dah, back in early 90’s kot. Mase tu I pun kecik lagi. But still I remember watching it with my sisters. Kitorang suker giler kot series ni dulu. Sape yang tak suke akan kehenseman Luke Perry and Jason Priestley tu &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. One of my favourite TV shows la besides Sea Quest. All time favourite la kirenye. Aduh Sea Quest pun besh giler kot. But ending die sedey sikit la. Jonathan Brandis pun dah takde kan. Huhu. I’m looking forward for this new series actually for I want to see whether the new casts are as good as the old ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNDQYPjNYgQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNDQYPjNYgQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Promo for the new series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SK0Iqbrb8cI/AAAAAAAAA7s/nDfTTBrdXEY/s1600-h/90210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SK0Iqbrb8cI/AAAAAAAAA7s/nDfTTBrdXEY/s200/90210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236851466779226562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SK0IqoCAUlI/AAAAAAAAA70/SDS29GXM2Ic/s1600-h/90210_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SK0IqoCAUlI/AAAAAAAAA70/SDS29GXM2Ic/s200/90210_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236851470095110738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are the new casts and logo for the show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-1536881308756339912?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/1536881308756339912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=1536881308756339912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1536881308756339912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1536881308756339912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/08/suker-giler.html' title='new movie, new series'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SK0IqrLQAQI/AAAAAAAAA78/N3Dw_7pcKbA/s72-c/90210Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-4756752232685780766</id><published>2008-08-17T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:09:54.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Loike *smilling widely*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KyQCqPSaZb4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saye suker giler lagu nih. This song is sing by D’Masiv,      a new comer I guess. I’ve heard this song lamer dulu jugaklah. Angah yang      dok bising suruh dengar lagu ni. It’s angah and her friend anthem song. Hahaha.      Angah’s friend broke up early of this year, so she kept on singing this      song. So sume orang pun terikut-ikut la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KyQCqPSaZb4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cinta Ini Membunuhku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Kau membuat ku berantakan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Kau membuat ku tak karuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Kau membuat ku tak berdaya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Kau menolakku acuhkan diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Bagaimana caranya untuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Meruntuhkan kerasnya hatimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Ku sadari ku tak sempurna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Ku tak seperti yang kau inginkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Kau hancurkan aku dengan sikapmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Tak sadarkah kau telah menyakitiku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Lelah hati ini meyakinkanmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cinta ini membunuhku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Bagaimana caranya untuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Meruntuhkan kerasnya hatimu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Ku sadari ku tak sempurna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Ku tak seperti yang kau inginkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really really like this song. Especially this part;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Cinta ini membunuhku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know how it felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another song I really really like is Terima Kasih      Cinta from Afgan. Afgan ni sangat lah kiuts and suare die tak macam orang      umur 19 tahun pun. Ari tu mase kat Yogya I watched Extravaganza and Afgan      jadi artis jemputan. Seriously kiuts and sangatlah pandai. He’s currently      studying at Universitas &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;      amik course Ekonomi. Angah said nak masuk UI tu punye lah susah plus mahal      plak tu fees die. So kind of respect la Afghan ni. Name die pun comey Afghan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GISOviWIRYk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GISOviWIRYk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terima Kasih Cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tersadar didalam sepiku&lt;br /&gt;Setelah jauh melangkah&lt;br /&gt;Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku&lt;br /&gt;Kembali dalam dekap tanganmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih cinta untuk segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Kau berikan lagi kesempatan itu&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan terulang lagi&lt;br /&gt;Semua kesalahanku yang pernah menyakitimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpamu tiada berarti&lt;br /&gt;Tak mampu lagi berdiri&lt;br /&gt;Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku&lt;br /&gt;Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih cinta untuk segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Kau berikan lagi kesempatan itu&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan terulang lagi&lt;br /&gt;Semua kesalahanku yang pernah menyakitimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I really really like this part;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Terima kasih cinta untuk segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Kau berikan lagi kesempatan itu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;I’m hoping for his to happen, soon. =)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since I’ve been watching TV macam nak telan ajer TV tu, so I happen to like this cute advertisement. Comey jer biler budak tu cakap “kenape”. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nuy240vTxA4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nuy240vTxA4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also like the fact that Lee Chong Wei berjaya dapat masuk final. Though he didn’t manage to get gold medal but silver is always good enough. Bersemangat giler kitorang satu family nak tengok the final match. Along siap buat popcorn, ayah siap bancuh hot tea, but baru a few minutes the match begin, popcorn pun dah tinggal suku ajer. Hihi. Macam tengok wayang ajer. Ehehe. Bergegarlah jugak rumah nih biler they announced Chong Wei’s name as silver medalist. He fought very well but its Lin Dan’s day. Congratulations to him and as a Malaysian, I am so proud of him. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SKg417IwR5I/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZRsy9A6KCdE/s1600-h/P200808152142191807951511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SKg417IwR5I/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZRsy9A6KCdE/s200/P200808152142191807951511.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235497065876834194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SKg41yyjmVI/AAAAAAAAA7U/13NkuEDptas/s1600-h/P200808152142282155943052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SKg41yyjmVI/AAAAAAAAA7U/13NkuEDptas/s200/P200808152142282155943052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235497063636244818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And last but not least, I really really like that everyone is at home now. The Gang of Four (like along use to call us) is back on track!!! Though angah is home only for a week and will be going back to Yogya on Tuesday, still I am so relieved that finally sume orang ade kat rumah. Plus angah will be graduating on 27&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; August and she’ll be coming back for good on 31&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; August. So I’m really really happy and I’m having the time of my life =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SKg9MlH8M8I/AAAAAAAAA7k/WaiC8rN1FZU/s1600-h/IMG_5711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SKg9MlH8M8I/AAAAAAAAA7k/WaiC8rN1FZU/s200/IMG_5711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235501853151343554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SKg9Mbu9n4I/AAAAAAAAA7c/1y1XM1MtNnc/s1600-h/IMG_5697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SKg9Mbu9n4I/AAAAAAAAA7c/1y1XM1MtNnc/s200/IMG_5697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235501850630659970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-4756752232685780766?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/4756752232685780766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=4756752232685780766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4756752232685780766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4756752232685780766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-loike-smilling-widely.html' title='I Loike *smilling widely*'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SKg417IwR5I/AAAAAAAAA7M/ZRsy9A6KCdE/s72-c/P200808152142191807951511.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-2753821325745072260</id><published>2008-08-05T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:52:27.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku tanpa peti televisyen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SJgEmF5DNII/AAAAAAAAA6s/SaT4OOY27Tw/s1600-h/IMG_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SJgEmF5DNII/AAAAAAAAA6s/SaT4OOY27Tw/s320/IMG_0846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230936019653833858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biler dah takde TV, ape lagi, tidur saja lah kerja ku...hahah...*gelak durjana*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SJgEmR8HKEI/AAAAAAAAA60/3kTtc4vZnXY/s1600-h/IMG_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SJgEmR8HKEI/AAAAAAAAA60/3kTtc4vZnXY/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230936022887901250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kalau dah penat tidur sampai mata ala-ala bengkak kunun tak cukup tido, internet pulaklah yang menjadi mangse...sampai naik juling mate dok ngadap laptop @_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SJgEmWI8sGI/AAAAAAAAA68/OEQ6p6wQMWo/s1600-h/IMG_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SJgEmWI8sGI/AAAAAAAAA68/OEQ6p6wQMWo/s320/IMG_0869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230936024015482978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ehehe...yang membacenyer adelah dalam 2 muke surat, pastu sambung tido arh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SJgEmsDJ9HI/AAAAAAAAA7E/wu3d0H7nuSo/s1600-h/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SJgEmsDJ9HI/AAAAAAAAA7E/wu3d0H7nuSo/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230936029896766578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ewah, kunun rajin walhal lipat kain tuh sebab dah kene leter ngan ibu seharian sebab tak buat pape, so terpakselah berbakti sikit...hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waduh-waduh gawat sih. It’s been 3 days without TV. And I just can’t stand it anymore *muke geram*. Tak tau lah kenape but on last Sundays, angin tak ada, ribut tak ada, tau tau Astro tak boleh pasang. We went out for breakfast at mamak’s place that morning and biler balik ajer tup tup, Astro tak boleh pasang. We have 2 decoders, 1 is in our living room and the other 1 is in ibu and ayah’s room. Due-due pun tak boleh pasang. At first we thought that maybe it’s because of Astro yang mengong but biler dah masuk malam, and still “Services is currently not available”, kitorang suspek ni mesti ade yang tak kena. Errr bukan tak bayar bill yer. Hehe. Yesterday ibu called orang Astro tu and rupenye maybe decoder yang rosak. Yang peliknyer takkan due-due skali rosakkan. And petang ni pukul 4 baru orang Astro tu nak datang tengok. I was like; pukul 4 baru nak datang?? Aduh, 3 hari hidup tanpa peti televisyen, ibarat 3 tahun hidup tanpa peti televisyen. Ewah exaggerate la pulak. Hehe. Aduhai, ni amende la pulak yang dok tong-tong, teng-teng, ting-ting kat bawah tuh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*selepas 1 minit, turun dan melihat apekah bende yang terjadi di bawah*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Owh okay, our piano tengah tuning. Patutlah tong sane, teng sini, ting sinun.  &lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-2753821325745072260?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/2753821325745072260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=2753821325745072260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2753821325745072260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2753821325745072260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/08/aku-tanpa-peti-televisyen.html' title='Aku tanpa peti televisyen'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SJgEmF5DNII/AAAAAAAAA6s/SaT4OOY27Tw/s72-c/IMG_0846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-5576513655071390704</id><published>2008-07-30T11:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:25:40.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saye gembire =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lIvdiHQI/AAAAAAAAA48/wEyaYDINCdI/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lIvdiHQI/AAAAAAAAA48/wEyaYDINCdI/s200/IMG_0707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649630742486274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lJJ5FLcI/AAAAAAAAA5E/GLojCHuo7pw/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lJJ5FLcI/AAAAAAAAA5E/GLojCHuo7pw/s200/IMG_0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649637837352386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, ramai betul orang-orangan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lJdZIP7I/AAAAAAAAA5M/fDiL-zbdSG8/s1600-h/IMG_0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lJdZIP7I/AAAAAAAAA5M/fDiL-zbdSG8/s200/IMG_0713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649643072044978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lJnsU4_I/AAAAAAAAA5U/oBdDS_C-5-w/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lJnsU4_I/AAAAAAAAA5U/oBdDS_C-5-w/s200/IMG_0715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649645836919794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chelsea FC Vs. Malaysia Select, sponsor of Chelsea Asia Tour: Samsung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lJ-ZxpUI/AAAAAAAAA5c/PSwTJLBNrSs/s1600-h/IMG_0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lJ-ZxpUI/AAAAAAAAA5c/PSwTJLBNrSs/s200/IMG_0723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649651933128002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_myo3Y9FI/AAAAAAAAA5k/jwHA2FOuRTA/s1600-h/IMG_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_myo3Y9FI/AAAAAAAAA5k/jwHA2FOuRTA/s200/IMG_0726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228651450038023250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Same difference...support Malaysia or Chelsea??? Chelsea lah obviously ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_mzrOMkOI/AAAAAAAAA6E/flgxKWMkh-E/s1600-h/IMG_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_mzrOMkOI/AAAAAAAAA6E/flgxKWMkh-E/s200/IMG_0772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228651467850420450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_mzVcZmbI/AAAAAAAAA58/2UzYvh4NPYc/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_mzVcZmbI/AAAAAAAAA58/2UzYvh4NPYc/s200/IMG_0778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228651462004414898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Abang Terry ku yang hebat dan Petr Cech yang sudah kebosanan sebab Malaysian team dok main defend ajer...hihi...cian abang Cech...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_my6aHR1I/AAAAAAAAA5s/FabV00ZfzJE/s1600-h/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_my6aHR1I/AAAAAAAAA5s/FabV00ZfzJE/s200/IMG_0738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228651454747068242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_mzE_kctI/AAAAAAAAA50/iRRvb5ZSrtU/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_mzE_kctI/AAAAAAAAA50/iRRvb5ZSrtU/s200/IMG_0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228651457588523730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kecik besar, tue mude, sumenye TRUE BLUES!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_nzw8rh1I/AAAAAAAAA6M/kCrmRnDF34s/s1600-h/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_nzw8rh1I/AAAAAAAAA6M/kCrmRnDF34s/s200/IMG_0764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228652568899192658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_n0HEwfmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/uyXWn3hrICU/s1600-h/IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_n0HEwfmI/AAAAAAAAA6U/uyXWn3hrICU/s200/IMG_0781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228652574838652514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;During the match...suker~~ suker~~....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_ogNRVoMI/AAAAAAAAA6c/9QpcxhIjL9I/s1600-h/IMG_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_ogNRVoMI/AAAAAAAAA6c/9QpcxhIjL9I/s320/IMG_0791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228653332416274626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tukar baju ke bang....hihi...when the match was over, changing jersey between the players had been a tradition and always be my favourite part in a match...it shows how you respect each others team...plus it shows how nice the Chelsea lads without their shirts on...aauuuwww!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_ogQmlcII/AAAAAAAAA6k/NgV_pDgG3Sc/s1600-h/IMG_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_ogQmlcII/AAAAAAAAA6k/NgV_pDgG3Sc/s320/IMG_0796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228653333310697602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Habis sudah...wah sedeynye mengenangkan abang Terry ku mahu pulang hari ini...huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Date: 29 July 2008&lt;br /&gt;Time: 8.45 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Venue: Stadium Shah Alam, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Selangor&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event: &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/st1:city&gt; FC Vs. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; Select&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attendance: Odey, Ayuen, Paan (Ayuen’s boyfriend), Miera&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; + other 50 000 crowds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Anyway, great game guys and I am so pleased to support the TRUE BLUES =).&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;To the Malaysian team, you lads also fought well and you did make the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; lads have something to fight against. I’m really proud to be Malaysian.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And of course, KILL MAN U!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-5576513655071390704?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/5576513655071390704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=5576513655071390704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5576513655071390704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/5576513655071390704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/07/saye-gembire-d.html' title='saye gembire =D'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI_lIvdiHQI/AAAAAAAAA48/wEyaYDINCdI/s72-c/IMG_0707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-1240291674997747922</id><published>2008-07-29T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T01:09:37.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple and sweet. *I loike*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So today we celebrate ayah’s birthday =) at home. We thought of having dinner at some fancy restaurant but we cancel it since ibu was not feeling very well. Though ibu was having her migraine, yet she manages to cook something special for ayah. We had a simple dinner, ibu cooked fajitas in which I’ve been craving for like ages ago. Anyway I just want to wish ayah happy birthday. I hope you had a wonderful birthday today and I love you so much. I pray for your wellness and joy. May all your wishes and prayers come true =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI360AH5M4I/AAAAAAAAA40/2CmX0aN41Vk/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI360AH5M4I/AAAAAAAAA40/2CmX0aN41Vk/s200/IMG_0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228110513740264322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI36zkIn30I/AAAAAAAAA4s/S5b0tSm3bJg/s1600-h/IMG_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI36zkIn30I/AAAAAAAAA4s/S5b0tSm3bJg/s200/IMG_0677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228110506227130178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayah is opening his birthday present. We bought him a watch =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P/s: Unfortunately angah is not with us. She's still in Yogya preparing for her graduation day. We were extremely happy to be informed that angah got A in her thesis this morning. Such a pleasant reward for her after everything she'd been through. I guess it's the best birthday present ayah ever received =). Congrats angah, so proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-1240291674997747922?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/1240291674997747922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=1240291674997747922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1240291674997747922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/1240291674997747922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/07/simple-and-sweet-i-loike.html' title='Simple and sweet. *I loike*'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SI360AH5M4I/AAAAAAAAA40/2CmX0aN41Vk/s72-c/IMG_0679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-809476936855297665</id><published>2008-07-22T23:21:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:21:47.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku capek deh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Waduh-waduh, baru seminggu aku ninggalin rumah udah macam-macam yang jadik. Hehe. Well I just came back from Yogya yesterday evening and I found out I’ve been out of track for things that happening around me. Well for one example I missed last week’s episode of Sindarela and still haven’t managed to watch it through the internet. Hehe.  And so many other things that I really malas nak cerite here.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, the reason ibu and I went to Yogya was to give some moral support to angah sebab angah nak viva for her thesis and Alhamdulillah she pass her viva but she still have to do some minor correction. Supposedly ibu and I return to KL on Friday but something happen which I myself still in a shock situation that cause us to cancel our ticket and return yesterday evening instead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually angah laptop’s was attack by an unknown virus that causes her whole thesis hilang. Hilang as in the virus change the file into some kind of other things kot. I can’t really understand but the main thing was that file tu dah broken and can not be retrieve. And unfortunately for angah, she already made the correction that she was asked to do for the whole thesis and then the file tak boleh bukak plak. Ape lagi, angah was really panic sebab deadline dah dekat and guess what, angah was really terkejut for what happen sampai die pengsan that night. She kind of hilang semangat la because bende tu jadik in all of sudden. Ibu and I yang panic jugak and tak tau nak buat macam mane because not any one of us know about computer thingy ni. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, I kind of malas nak cerite panjang, we manage to help angah retype her thesis, gain her strength back and pulihkan semangat die balik. And by the time ibu and I nak balik, she already finish retyping and buat correction and she’s fine now. So that’s why la we had to cancel our ticket and balik lewat sikit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, before the incident happen and after angah recover from her shock, we really had a great time there (obviously). Ape lagi kalu dah sampai Yogya tu shopping lah. Hehe. The first thing I request kat angah was to have lunch at Bee’s, the Korean food restaurant. The food was really sedap and I yang makan sampai tak hengat donia (bile makan kat Bee’s rase macam dalam pilem &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Korea&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; la pulak…ehehe). Pastu day after that makan nasi &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;padang&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; lagi. Aduh sedapnye (perutku masih berbunyi terkenangkan all this food though I just ate ibu’s nasi goreng tadi...huhu…).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, again I’m having sindrom malas nak type, so I just let the pictures do the talking =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX854p36UI/AAAAAAAAA3E/LhssWShwDGQ/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX854p36UI/AAAAAAAAA3E/LhssWShwDGQ/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225861014024087874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ibu was reading and I can't stand not taking pictures ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX9OL1ADQI/AAAAAAAAA3M/L1YxQ6jgfig/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX9OL1ADQI/AAAAAAAAA3M/L1YxQ6jgfig/s200/IMG_0419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225861362768416002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX9ezappfI/AAAAAAAAA3U/z0DXKMKPg0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX9ezappfI/AAAAAAAAA3U/z0DXKMKPg0Y/s200/IMG_0420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225861648273221106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Okay, that's me being gelojoh at Bee's...hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX-ZFlEz0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/GBcOgXxe7wo/s1600-h/IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX-ZFlEz0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/GBcOgXxe7wo/s200/IMG_0431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225862649581195074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX-6oVSD2I/AAAAAAAAA3k/9V_ooiXI8xc/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX-6oVSD2I/AAAAAAAAA3k/9V_ooiXI8xc/s200/IMG_0439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225863225845878626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ibu can't decide which one to buy and end up buying everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX_pS_2vWI/AAAAAAAAA3s/vp1KzBvtQGI/s1600-h/IMG_0455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX_pS_2vWI/AAAAAAAAA3s/vp1KzBvtQGI/s200/IMG_0455.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225864027572714850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX_7WO_ZsI/AAAAAAAAA30/-SyMFqzaKAI/s1600-h/IMG_0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX_7WO_ZsI/AAAAAAAAA30/-SyMFqzaKAI/s200/IMG_0458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225864337679148738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYAV3vb01I/AAAAAAAAA38/rDIr_OEneOE/s1600-h/IMG_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYAV3vb01I/AAAAAAAAA38/rDIr_OEneOE/s200/IMG_0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225864793350198098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At angah's place =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYB2JzltXI/AAAAAAAAA4U/DoWeU-ctrCo/s1600-h/IMG_0560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYB2JzltXI/AAAAAAAAA4U/DoWeU-ctrCo/s200/IMG_0560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225866447466902898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYB15f6nlI/AAAAAAAAA4M/7CBeodBzwRM/s1600-h/IMG_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYB15f6nlI/AAAAAAAAA4M/7CBeodBzwRM/s200/IMG_0558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225866443089419858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYB1-C5_eI/AAAAAAAAA4E/81Y_q9IdnxE/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYB1-C5_eI/AAAAAAAAA4E/81Y_q9IdnxE/s200/IMG_0557.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225866444309921250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Batik madness...hihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYDEvNJWoI/AAAAAAAAA4c/a9lRFa5BRmY/s1600-h/IMG_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIYDEvNJWoI/AAAAAAAAA4c/a9lRFa5BRmY/s200/IMG_0536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225867797536004738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I got to pick my own burpday present from angah!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanx so much angah and love you too =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This time kitorang banyak shopping kat mall instead of kat Malioboro. But still pegi Malioboro and angah even took us to Beringharjo, a market that sells loads of barang batik and of course kain kebaya. Ape lagi borong sakan la cause I memang suke giler kain kebaya Yogya. Hehe. Plus angah belanja makan donut J.Co and OMG!!! Sedap giler especially the Oreology ones. I really love Oreo, and when I saw Oreology I terus jer; nak yang nih angah. Hehe. I think it taste better than Dunkin Donut. Though I’m a huge fan of Dunkin, tapi biler makan J.Co lupe abih sume donut-donut kegemaranku di Dunkin. Hehe. The sad thing is J.Co only ade kat Pavillion and Sunway Pyramid. Macam susah giler kot nak pegi semata-mata kerana donut (tapi sanggup ajer sebab sedap…hihi).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-809476936855297665?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/809476936855297665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=809476936855297665' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/809476936855297665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/809476936855297665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/07/aku-capek-deh.html' title='Aku capek deh.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SIX854p36UI/AAAAAAAAA3E/LhssWShwDGQ/s72-c/IMG_0390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-3809165843829109479</id><published>2008-07-14T00:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T01:36:03.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kursus sane, kursus sini~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo12uLJchI/AAAAAAAAA2c/RADomhsYhLk/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo12uLJchI/AAAAAAAAA2c/RADomhsYhLk/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222545932113506834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ehehe, actually ni after the workshop. My make up was natural so tak nampak sangatlah dalam camera =&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Aduh, weekend yang sangat memenatkan for this week. I haven’t had a proper rest since yesterday. Well, my weekend begins by attending a Basic Day Make-up Workshop organize by the Body Shop at Cititel Hotel in Midvalley. The whole family is using Body Shop punye barang, so kitorang ni memang regular customer and we kind of kenal lah sume staff kat Body Shop the Curve tu. Tu yang along a bit excited to attend the talk. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Supposedly along, angah and I have to attend this make up thingy but then angah couldn’t make it, so tinggal along and I je lah. I actually malas giler nak attend bende-bende make up nih sebab I bukannye reti sangat nak bermekap, but since along had paid for it, I have no excuses but to accompany her. Since angah couldn’t make it yesterday, akak kat Body Shop the Curve tu cakaplah that ibu could fill in her place. Kitorang pun cakaplah kat ibu; never mind lah bu, it’s just a talk &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. So ibu pun agreed with us to come along.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then pagi semalamnye, kitorang pun bersiap-siaplah to go to this talk &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Ayah and Aiman had to go to somewhere in Kajang to attend one of ayah’s ex student punye kenduri kawen (kenduri kawen lagi!). So lagi senang la nak keluar because only the ladies &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Kalau ade ayah and Aiman, then it’ll be a different story. Hehe. Mase tengah bersiap-siap tu, I had this kind of kecut perut punye feeling in which I always had it before something that I don’t like happen. I cakap ngan ibu; it’s just a talk &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;, it doesn’t have any kind of pratical ke ape-ape &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;? Then ibu cakap; no lah it’s just a talk. So I pun relived la sikit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sekali sesampainyer kitorang kat seminar room tu, and masuklah dalam bilik tu tengok there are rows of tables with chairs for participator and on those table ade banyak giler make up stuff yang I don’t even know what they are. I yang tarik moncong sampai boleh ikat reben, pastu ibu pun dah segan. Mane taknye, I was like bute make up and ibu segan because ibu cakap ibu is the oldest among yang datang tu. Bile dah tengok macam tu, ibu decide to wait for us kat luar jer. Along and I pun dah kesian kat ibu and said; okay then we’ll leave as soon as possible lah.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I memang dah nervous giler because I hate to do things that people ask me to do and I don’t even know how to do it. Along dah start giggling lah looking at my condition. Then she said its okay lah sebab tak ramai and all pun ladieskan. First thing that the make up artist ask us to do is to clean the entire make up yang kitorang pakai and put some moisturizer. Then they begin by giving us some talk about our skin type, how to look after our skin, how to choose you foundation, your compact powder, your eye shadow, your blusher, lipstick and everything lah and last skali they inform us about steps untuk make up like what you have to apply first and what’s the next thing to do and so on lah.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bila dah abih sume talk tu, they start the practical part (macam BTN ajer ade praktikal plak &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;…hehe). Actually they divide us into 3 groups and each group will be taught by Body Shop make up artists. My group di attend by Body Shop make up artist yang currently working at Body Shop in OU. Name die Zul and he is really nice person. Along cakap he sometimes ade jer at Body Shop the Curve tu and memang outlet manager in the Curve, Jenna, cakap Zul ni memang pandai make up. I pun jadik terexcited plak biler die yang ajar kitorang make up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo2IR_U3xI/AAAAAAAAA2k/iC5dg3xpF_4/s1600-h/IMG_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo2IR_U3xI/AAAAAAAAA2k/iC5dg3xpF_4/s320/IMG_0332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222546233785376530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zul showing us how to apply foundation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then die panggil one of our group member to be his model. He taught us from the very beginning as in how to apply your foundation sampai lah the last part was pakai lipstick. At first die ajar from applying foundation sampai applying compact powder, then he asked the rest of us to try on our on. Mase nak start tu, I was like, macam mane ni long, yang ni plak macam mane, cukup ke, rate ke dan sebagainye lah. Pastu along yang dah, ko tanye je Zul tu, die baik. So I pun start la tanye macam-macam. Hehe. By this time I yang memang dah excited giler about this make up thingy and dah hilang lah moncong I tu. Hihi. Bile abis bab bedak-bedak ni, he started on eye shadow. Ade yang nak smoky eyes lah. Ade yang nak mate ala-ala Bollywood, macam-macam lah. But then along and I pick the ones that match our baju jer. And I pick colour yang natural and a bit pinkish. I don’t really like colour-colour terang nih cause I think it makes me look old (macam lah mude sangat…hihi). Biler dah pilih-pilih tu, Zul said I buat sebelah mate you try buat the other one. Aduhai lembutnye Zul tu. Lembut as in biler dier apply any make up at my face, alahai dengan lemah lembut dan penuh sopan santun, his hand pun soft jer (compared to my hand, alahai tangan die lagi lembut giler kot) and rase safe jer biler die apply eye shadow. I plak yang rase; kasarnye diriku ini. Hehe. Rase macam pengantin pun ade jugak. Yer la &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt; orang yang make up &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt; untuk kite lagipun ni &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; musim orang kawen (aduh ade kene mengene kah?). Biler sampai part eye liner, I was like; ala Zul I lemah sikit la bab eye liner ni, selalu pakai mesti mate berair-air. And then Zul dah gelak and said takpe it always like that for first timer. Then he taught me how to use the liquid eye liner and actually it’s a lot easier then using the pencil. Then when it comes to lipstick, it’s not really hard because most of ladies know how to pick the correct colour kot. Biler sume orang dah siap, ape lagi photography session lah. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Biler keluar jumpe ibu, ibu said that the colour we picked for our eyes cantik and my make up style was very natural and it brightens up my face. Wah seronok betul biler mendengar ibu memuji diri ini. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually it’s really fun and enjoyable when it comes to ladies stuff like this. I never thought that make up could be this interesting. And yes I admit that after I attend this workshop I kind of have more confident to use make up compared to before. I also have the enjoyment feeling biler nak make up and I really like this new experience&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Wah bagus betul attend bende nih. Lepas nih pergi kelas pun rase nak make up (yo yo o ajer…bangun pun lambat, ade hati nak make up…kehkehkeh). Jenna said that there’s a second workshop that will be held soon and she’s already invited us to join. She said that the second workshop will be more interesting and it’s like a second stage lah. They’ll be teaching how to make up for dinner, formal occasion and macam-macam lah. Kirenye kalau nak belajar cara make up yang hebat-hebat tu mase second stage la. The one we attended yesterday tu kirenye very basic jugaklah. Yang bestnye kitorang siap dapat certificate lagi tau. Haa lepas nih boleh lah jadik mak andam. Hehe. Cepat-cepat sape nak kawen saye boleh tolong make up &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Kalu tak jadi ala-ala &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Hollywood&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, ala-ala hantu pun ok ape. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo2--2c6rI/AAAAAAAAA2s/opjzjJ15o7s/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo2--2c6rI/AAAAAAAAA2s/opjzjJ15o7s/s320/IMG_0345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222547173540686514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zul, along and I after the workshop =&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengahari tadi pulak I had a cooking course dengan ibu pulak. Ibu was cooking rendang pedas daging so I pun nak belajar lah buat. Orang Perak tapi tak tau buat rendang pedas, malu ajer. Huhu. Lame giler kot masak rendang. I yang dah sampai tertido-tido kat living room. Then bangun jer terus tolong kacau rendang. Hihi. Macam nak raye plak rase. Yang jadik lame tu because ibu nak masak sampai betul-betul kering cause nak tinggalkan for ayah and Aiman as ibu and I are going to Yogya tomorrow afternoon. Along plak kene pergi some kind of orientasi kat Langkawi. So ibu left some food for first few days. Yes I’m going to Yogya with ibu for about 1 week kot because angah having her viva for her thesis this Tuesday morning. So we’re going to give her some moral supportlah. Lepas masak sume, I pun tergesa-gesa lah packing barang. Aduh penatnyer. Ni pun ade lagi barang yang tak packing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo3_F46PeI/AAAAAAAAA20/FI2ZG9MWz9E/s1600-h/IMG_0370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 186px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo3_F46PeI/AAAAAAAAA20/FI2ZG9MWz9E/s320/IMG_0370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222548274941672930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo46vimLTI/AAAAAAAAA28/dmIZJ1q6Jbc/s1600-h/IMG_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 184px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo46vimLTI/AAAAAAAAA28/dmIZJ1q6Jbc/s320/IMG_0381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222549299734654258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, I’m leaving for Yoyga tomorrow and I’ll be back in a week time. Whoa! So excited and really looking forward to go to Yogya. I’m craving for Korean food at Bee’s!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: Wishing angah all the luck in the world for her viva and do pray that she’ll manage to graduate this August =). Ohh, by the way I'm the youngest kot dalam make up workshop tu, yang lain sume dah keje. Huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: Dok kursus sane kursus sini, kursus kawen bile pule ye. Hihi. I’m off to packing barang~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-3809165843829109479?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/3809165843829109479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=3809165843829109479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3809165843829109479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3809165843829109479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/07/kursus-sane-kursus-sini.html' title='Kursus sane, kursus sini~~'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SHo12uLJchI/AAAAAAAAA2c/RADomhsYhLk/s72-c/IMG_0349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-6925491828942428860</id><published>2008-07-12T00:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T22:43:26.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laguku untukmu =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hmm, I was surfing through the internet trying to find something interesting to do or watch or listen to. Suddenly something calls to my mind. Ever since I watch Sepi last Monday I started humming a song that I didn’t know the lyrics and even the singer who sing that song. So I tried to find the video clip and finally I found it. It’s a song from The Lima entitle “Kau Ada Dia”. I really love this song and the lyrics are so beautiful. So enjoy the vc and hope you like it too ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lymkpapAhZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lymkpapAhZU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sudah lama ku memendam rasa&lt;br /&gt;Cinta di dalam dada&lt;br /&gt;Namun tidak pernah bersuara&lt;br /&gt;Kerana takut kecewa&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ku tunggu waktu yang lebih baik&lt;br /&gt;Untuk langkah pertama&lt;br /&gt;Jauh dari apa yang ku kira&lt;br /&gt;Hatimu ada yang punya&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di dalam mimpi kita berdua&lt;br /&gt;Mesra bersama dilamun cinta&lt;br /&gt;Oh tetapi kenyataannya aku sedar kau ada dia&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mungkin juga semuanya salah ku&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu mengharapkan cinta&lt;br /&gt;Tapi sepi yang merasuk kalbu&lt;br /&gt;Membawa angan melayang&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Di dalam mimpi kita berdua&lt;br /&gt;Mesra bersama dilamun cinta&lt;br /&gt;Oh tetapi kenyataannya aku sedar kau ada dia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really like this part when he said;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mungkin juga semuanya salah ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu mengharapkan cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: in a sepi+jiwang mood right now cause quite a lot of people around me yang getting married, berkenal-kenalan dengan orang baru, berdating-datingan dan sebagainye lah =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Courtesy of Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adaptation from Sepi The Movie.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-6925491828942428860?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/6925491828942428860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=6925491828942428860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/6925491828942428860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/6925491828942428860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm-i-was-surfing-through-internet.html' title='laguku untukmu =)'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-3721274922634693984</id><published>2008-07-08T01:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T02:19:34.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunyi atau sepi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey there. I’ve blocked my blog for these past few days as it was under a minor construction. To those who’ve been trying to visit my blog recently, I apologies for the difficulties. So this is the new look of my blog. I needed to do some changes for I thought that my blog need a new appearance. Hehe. Anyway, hope you guys and girls like it. Well, if you don’t, *ade aku kesah*. Ahaha. Uish durjane giler.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunyi atau sepi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For about 2 weeks postponing my intentions to watch Sepi, finally early this afternoon, ibu and I went to watch the movie. We’ve been so busy since angah suddenly came back from &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; as she was infected by Hepatitis A. But she’s fine now and she’s gone back to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; last Saturday. Sunyi rumah ni bila angah dah balik. Anyway, it’s becoming mother and daughter thingy that we did every Monday afternoon actually. The previous week I went to watch Ayat – Ayat Cinta with ibu. So today we continue our routine with Sepi. And I already have in mind another movie to watch with ibu for next Monday =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don’t want to be a spoiler since I know a lot of people hated it, but I have to say that Sepi is thoroughly a good movie. Sepi potrays ordinary events that happen around us which sometimes we tend to ignore and neglect it. It’s worth watching and I reckon the movie should receive more appreciation from public. It’s something new and utterly different from any other Malay movies. A really decent thing about the movie that I loved so much is that it has an influence of Hindi and Indonesian movie but they somehow manage to change it to the Malaysian way and it came out so beautiful. Credits to Kabir Bahtia and the actors and actresses for making it so lovely.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Banyak yang &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;cuba&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; diketengahkan dalam filem Sepi and I think they manage to deliver it very well. Tak sangka jugak la Syed Hussin punye lakonan really menjadi and he is so cute!!!! One of the scene that makes me cried was scene Syed Hussin la. And another one was Tony Eusoff punye story and also Afdlin’s story jugak. Okay kire sume pun I cried la. But I kind of have to cover it because I kind of malu dengan ibu. Hehe. The soundtrack of the movie pun memang lah sangat best. Pandai betul diorang pilih lagu. Comparing Cinta and Sepi, Sepi lebih kemas and cinematografi lebih cantik. Message yang &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;cuba&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; disampaikan pun lebih berat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bila tengok Sepi tu, kepala ni mulalah berfikir-fikir. Berat betul maksud perkataan sepi itu hingga membuatkan diri ini berfikir tanpa henti. Kalau sunyi mungkin ramai yang pernah melaluinya. Tapi kalau sepi, mungkin hanya sesetengah orang sahaja yang merasainya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I always said that; good things happen to those to wait, and it really suits one of the characters from the movie. It’s not about getting married as early as you could atau cepat-cepat dapat boyfriend, but it’s more to finding the love of your life as McDreamy use to say. Kita kahwin bukan untuk sehari dua, tapi untuk kekal selama-lamanya. And it’s not a matter of that guy or girl is the better one for you but it’s a matter of that guy or girl is the right one for you. All in all I could say that it’s not the end of the world kalau kite sunyi atau sepi =) *sambil memberi peringatan pada diri sendiri*.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A friend once told me that letting go is the only way to forget and I do agree with it. Sesetengah orang memang mudah untuk melepaskan. Tapi kadang-kadang dengan kehadiran orang baru, kisah silam lebih mudah untuk dilupakan provided kita membenarkan orang itu hadir dalam hidup kita. Dan tak semua orang baru yang hadir itu mampu membuatkan kita lupa akan semua kisah silam kita dan tak semua orang baru yang hadir itu sudi untuk membantu kita melupakan kisah silam itu *peringatan kepada diri sendiri juga*. Bukan sengaja tidak mahu melepaskan, tapi kerana sunyi dan sepi yang dialami itu that makes people tend to live in the past and forget about the future. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunyi atau sepi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-3721274922634693984?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/3721274922634693984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=3721274922634693984' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3721274922634693984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3721274922634693984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunyi-atau-sepi_07.html' title='Sunyi atau sepi.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-2358672210311222191</id><published>2008-07-08T01:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T01:45:44.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another movie I intend to watch is “I’m Not Single”. The trailer looks tempting and funny and something new. It will be release on 24&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; July and was directed by Pierre Andre. Macam best tapi tak taulah &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Pelakon-pelakon die pun quite oklah jugak. Anyway let’s have a sneak peak on the trailer =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YAU1BBfjZQY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YAU1BBfjZQY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-2358672210311222191?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/2358672210311222191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=2358672210311222191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2358672210311222191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/2358672210311222191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-movie-i-intend-to-watch-is-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-196605014580160162</id><published>2008-06-30T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T00:14:43.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lihat rambutku, jadi rampingkan~~...eerrkk ramping??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After 9 months menyimpan rambut yang sudah begitu panjang, akhirnyer tengahari tadi I finally mange to trim my hair. Bukan trim ajer tau, siap wash, buat hair treatment and guess what? I finally berjaye curlkan my hair (wah macam dream come true ajer). Yippee!! I’ve wanted to do it since like forever. Since I had a very long straight boring hair, so I needed to do some changes la &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Bosan giler kot dengan rambut yang looks the same each and everyday. Mase kat Notts ari tu, I nak beli lah hair curlers and hair straightener, tapi tak terbeli-beli. Pastu Liew siap citer that ade 2 girls got injured because diorang punye hair curlers tu meletup or something la while they were using it. So jadik macam takut pulak nak beli. Besides, my along and angah pun needed to do the hair treatment and their hair pun need some trimming, so tengahari tadi off we go to hair saloon along with ibu and Aiman (though Aiman obviously don’t need any kinds of hair treatment, tapi die memang suker ajer ikut) and I pun amiklah kesempatan to make my wish come true. Yer lah, rambut &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; mahkota wanita gitu =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At first I’m thinking nak potong terus my hair, buat bob style ke layer ke or whatever la &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt; (potong ala-ala Zoela pun best jugak…heheh) tapi bile pikir-pikir balik sayang la pulak &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Almost a year I keep my hair long and straight (siap lumbe rambut sape lagi panjang ngan Liew and Mat), so macam sayang la jugak &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;So I ended up curling my hair because I kind of desperate to look a bit different. Tu pun for temporary jer, about 3-4 days kot and kalu kene air hilang lah ke-curly-ian nye (terpakselah tak mandi dalam 3-4 hari nih…haha…no lah I use the shower cap thingy la of course). Hehe. Tak kisah lah &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, janji merase la jugak buatkan ;D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But the thing that satisfied me most was mase the girl wash my hair. Macam dah lame giler tak pergi saloon and bersenang-senang mase orang cuci rambut kite. Rase comfortable giler. Best tu memang la bestkan, tapi pedih jugaklah kepale ku ini biler dah digaru oleh akak tu. Nasib tak luke berdarah aje. Hehe. Pastu of course lah die massage skali &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, ape lagi mule la angin-angin di dalam badan ini bergelojak (betul ker word nih?) nak keluar. Nasib baiklah aku tak sedawe a.k.a blahak ala-ala naga buana atau pun buaya tongkang. Kalu tak, jatuh ajer saham I (ader ke saham??!!). Haha. Lagi satu I nih ade sindrom geli-geli sikit. Kalu orang pegang or sentuh kat tempat-tempat tertentu, mule lah I terkikik-kikik kegelian tak pun menjerit-jerit terkejut tak pun melatah-latah macam nenek tue (tringat plak main cucuk-cucuk pinggang ngan Liew and Odey…heheh). Pastu the girl yang attend I tu plak pegi pegang dekat tempat-tempat yang sensitip, I mule lah tergelak-gelak. Haha. Lawak jer, sampai the girl pun naik gelak tengok I yang kegelian. Anyway, serius rase ringan giler kepale biler the girl tu dah wash and buat hair treatment kat my hair. Rase macam hilang sume masalah. Wah menipu giler. Hehe, takdelah sampai cenggitu sekali. And mase tu lah sedar betape panjangnye my hair. Huhu.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yang paling kesian were ibu and Aiman lah sebab kene tunggu 3 orang sekali. Ibu tak nak join in sebab she just did her hair thingy recently. So as always ibulah jadi hair stylist kitorang. Sane tak cukup pendek, sini terlalu panjang, sinun kene trim lagi, macam-macam lah. Hehe. Biler dah siap sume, and tengok cermin, I yang dah menjerit tu (taklah jerit &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; tapi over-over excited lah) sebab suker giler. I pun mule la chewy ngan rambut sendirik. Dok main-main, senyum sorang-sorang (in which I always did) pastu dok mengadap cermin tak abih-abih. Heheh. Patutlah orang selalu bertukar-tukar pesen rambut, rupenyer memang best biler kite buat because the feeling tu yang best. Feels like someone new. Ewah, macam ape jer, walhal curlkan rambut ajer. Heheh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So finally I dapat jugak merealisasikan hajat di hati ini. Tak dapatlah nak mengepostkan gambar rambut baru ku &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Kang tak pasal-pasal blogku di band &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Hihi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: Malam nih tak tau lah nak tido macam mane. Ade yang tido duduk nih. Kehkehkeh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-196605014580160162?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/196605014580160162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=196605014580160162' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/196605014580160162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/196605014580160162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/06/lihat-rambutku-jadi-rampingkaneerrkk.html' title='lihat rambutku, jadi rampingkan~~...eerrkk ramping??!!'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-7198277757751503477</id><published>2008-06-27T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T21:27:29.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro 2008 updates III.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay I haven’t post anything about the Euro updates since quarter final. It’s been quite a hectic and exhausted week (again). Since semi final just finished last night, I’m going to write on about previous matches a bit details. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first semi final was between &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Germany&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Turkey&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in which &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Germany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; menang 3-2. The Turks lads were really good and they really fought well. Their performance was over the limit. They did know how to tackle the Germans weakness. They know that the Germans didn’t like to run a lot; they keep the ball short between themselves that push the Germans to run and work hard for the ball. And I think it did work. During the first half, I don’t think that the Germans did pretty well. Quite a number of incomplete and inaccurate passes and their defenses did not do a good job. Anyway, they did show that they have a way to win the match. They did a great job during the second half of the match. They attack more and kuatkan barisan pertahanan diorang. Anyway, I really think that &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Turkey&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; yang akan menang that match sebab they were aggressive and in control of the match. But as always anything could happen in football. Yang bestnye, I watch the match dengan ayah, bile &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Turkey&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; scored the first goal, ayah punye lah yakin yang &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Turkey&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; will win. Then a few minutes after that German plak score. Terus ajer ayah diam. Bile masuk second goal, ayah yang terus ajer “German lah tu yang menang, ayah nak masuk tido lah”. I was like nak tegelak giler bile ayah cakap camtu. Klaka giler. Biaselah &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;, ayah always go for the underdogs, so he was hoping &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Turkey&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; could win. Well, ayah kalah bet lagi!! Another best part was when Schweinsteiger scored the first goal tu, commentator tu siap cakap camni “When he scored the goal, the Germans wins”. Wah macam best giler statement tu. Tapi yang membengangkan, bile Philip Lahm was suuposed to get a penalty tapi tak dapat. It was a rough tackle on him dalam kotak penalty, tapi referee tu tak bagi pulak. Tapi nasib baik Lahm manage to score a goal; the winning goal which he deserves it. Pastu siap being so humble for reluctantly accepted the award as Man of The Match (sweet giler) sebab Lahm cakap there are other players yang deserve the award dari die (comel ajer). Anyway, I really want to congrats the Turks for playing and trying hard to win the game. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night match was a total football. At first I tak nak tengok (kunun yakin giler &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; will win *muke yakin*) sebab I dah penat berjage malam and have to wake up as early as like 9 o’clock in the morning. Just imagine how many hours je I tido (*muke ngantuk*). Jerawat pun sudah tumbuh merate-rate. Hehe. Anyway, tapi bile memikirkan pojaan hati a.k.a David Villa will play, ku tahan juge mate ini. Lagipun bukan selalu &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; berjage malam tengok bola. All this while I tengok kat &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;UK&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, so ape salahnye (wah blagak betul). And totally the sacrifice was worth it sebab &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; menang bergaye 3-0 and the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; really played well. Tapi I memang la tak suke tengok Russian main sebab diorang main ala-ala kasar jugak la sampai David Villa injured and will missed this coming final match. Memang marah giler bile tengok the Russian main. Mase first half tu seems like &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; yang in control of the match. But after Fabregas masuk, he really changed the match. He was like pencahayaan agung jugak la untuk &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. He creates a lot of opportunity for others to scored goal and die tak tamak, obviously. The way die ubah the gamelah yang brings triumph to the Spanish. He was like the playmaker of his team. And he really deserves the Man of The Match award. Biler abih jer match tu I dah agak dah that Fabregas akan dapat award tu because looking at the wa he played. Wah wah memuji lebeh-lebeh pulak. Tapi betul la &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, I think Aragones made a wise decision biler die masukkan Fabregas. I’m not going to comment on &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Russia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, sebab I tak suke sangat the way they play, so malas la nak memberi ulasan. Again, ayah kalah bet lagi!! (*muke durjane*). Mane taknye, dah ayah always forever support the underdogskan, so kalah lah. Hehe. I really need to tuntut my winning bet nih kat ayah. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking at the way the Spanish played last night, I reckon the Germans have to do something in order to win the title. They have to come out with some magical plan like they did it during the match against &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Kalau diorang main cam hampeh macam mase semi final, memanglah tipis chances of winning. You can’t always depends on luck &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. As for &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, I think if they played macam last night and even harder, they obviously could win the title. Which one will win? I hardly think of which one and I hardly choose a side (again) sebab I support both teams. So, may the best team wins =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Mama and my cousin Yasmin ade kat my house now, and now they’re cooking nasi ayam. Yummy~~ sangat lah delicious. Satgi along Syaz (my cousin jugak) and his wife pun nak datang. I am so off to the kitchen now (bukan nak tolong masak, tapi nak tolong kacau and tolong menyibuk…hehe).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-7198277757751503477?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/7198277757751503477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=7198277757751503477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/7198277757751503477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/7198277757751503477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/06/euro-2008-updates-iii.html' title='Euro 2008 updates III.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-7157887944903883303</id><published>2008-06-19T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:49:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro 2008 updates II.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Okay it’s been a while since my latest updates on Euro 2008. It’s been quite a hectic and topsy-turvy week with all the packing, moving, and storage thingy as well as settling down in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Yeah~ I’m in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I haven’t watch any match since last Saturday, and the first match I watch (tu pun ulangan punye sebab I baru sampai &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, still exhausted and jet lag) is &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; vs. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Nasib baik la &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; menang 2-0 pulak tu. I told my friends earlier that I tak boleh tengok match &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, sebab kalau I tengok ajer mesti &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; kalah, tapi kalau I tak tengok &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; menang ajer, siap 2-0. Dari dulu lagi. Hehe, mitos giler, but that’s what happen, so I tend to believe it =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And last night I manage to watch &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; vs &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Greece&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; which was such a waste sebab &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; main teruk giler (okay not that teruk, but teruk compared to previous match) plus the referee memang la tak best langsung. But then semalam &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; tak turunkan kesebelasan utama, they made 10 changes in the squad so tak brape best la match tu. Plus Torres ngan David Villa (pujaan hati ku yang terbaru…ehehe…) tak main. Tapi Xavi Alonso (suker suker) main jer siap jadik captain. Anyway, I reckon &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; just main ala kadar because they already in the quarter final, so it’s a matter of finishing the third round.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, here are all the matches that will take place in quarter final stage:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Thursday 19 June 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.euro2008.uefa.com/tournament/teams/team=110/index.html"&gt;Portugal&lt;/a&gt; vs. &lt;a href="http://en.euro2008.uefa.com/tournament/teams/team=47/index.html"&gt;Germany&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Basel&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; - St. Jakob-Park&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Friday 20 June 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.euro2008.uefa.com/tournament/teams/team=56370/index.html"&gt;Croatia&lt;/a&gt; vs. &lt;a href="http://en.euro2008.uefa.com/tournament/teams/team=135/index.html"&gt;Turkey&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Vienna&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; – Ernst Happel&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Saturday 21 June 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.euro2008.uefa.com/tournament/teams/team=95/index.html"&gt;Netherlands&lt;/a&gt; vs. &lt;a href="http://en.euro2008.uefa.com/tournament/teams/team=57451/index.html"&gt;Russia&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Basel&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; - St. Jakob-Park&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Sunday 22 June 2008&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.euro2008.uefa.com/tournament/teams/team=122/index.html"&gt;Spain&lt;/a&gt; vs. &lt;a href="http://en.euro2008.uefa.com/tournament/teams/team=66/index.html"&gt;Italy&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Vienna&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; - Ernst Happel&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Biaselah, sampai je I kat KLIA on Monday afternoon, masuk ajer kereta, ibu and ayah pun mule la memberi komen-komen on this year Euro 2008. Ibu reckon that this year’s Euro will belongs to &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Holland&lt;/st1:city&gt; because she said that the &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Orange&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; have shown such a quality of performance along with the new energy and spirit they possess. As always, like years before, ibu mulela mengutuk-ngutuk &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, or to be more precise Christiano Ronaldo la &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. And like before she keeps on bising about the fact that Christiano Ronaldo tu belagak (memang belagak pun kot…eheheh…). Then ibu said that &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; dah tak boleh pegi jauh sebab the players agak season la &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Tapi memang betul pun. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; looks like they lack of energy and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, hmm tak tau nak kate ape pasal &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Ibu predict it will be &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Holland&lt;/st1:city&gt; vs. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; for the final. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then comes ayah. Hmm, this year ayah macam tak side mane-mane. But he was really delighted that &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Turkey&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; dapat masuk quarter final (I told you he always bet on the underdogs). &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Owh ibu and ayah just bet on German. Of course la ibu nak German menang &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My prediction that it will be &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; vs. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Holland&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; in the final. Tapi tak tau la &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. It’s just a prediction. But I utterly hope that German menang malam ni. And for &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; vs. &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, I hardly choose a side sebab dah suke due-due &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Tambah pulak ade David Villa. Ehehe. But with the energy and spirit shown by the &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, I reckon &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Spain&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; yang akan menang. Eh tak tau la &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, I just membuat prediction (wah macam ahli nujum ajer aku nih).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So the knockout stage begin tonight. Aduh berdebar-debar la pulak (macam aku ajer yang main). Anyway may the best team win (which will be German la &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:state&gt;…heh nak jugak &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; kalah…kuikuikui).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-7157887944903883303?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/7157887944903883303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=7157887944903883303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/7157887944903883303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/7157887944903883303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/06/euro-2008-updates-ii.html' title='Euro 2008 updates II.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-4005700521127564461</id><published>2008-06-10T05:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:04:07.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euro 2008 updates I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aduh aku kaciwa lagi biler &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; kalah against &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Holland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. 3-0 pulak tuh. Dolu-dolu biler support &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Holland&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Holland&lt;/st1:city&gt; kalah, pastu biler now support &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; plak kalah. Ape barang cenggini. Ni namenye tak boleh support mane-mane team. Huhu. I hate to admit but the Dutch lads were really good (especially in their new fit jersey that makes them looks real good in it…hehe) and frankly speaking they deserve it. Malam ni &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; jadik lauk giler. Takde rezeki tul. &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Sian&lt;/st1:place&gt; giler kat Buffon. Takpe takpe ade lagi 2 match. Hope they manage to win these 2 matches. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; plak seri 0-0 ajer ngan &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Romania&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Both team pun nampak tak bersemangat ajer main bola. Bosan lah camni. Tadi mase &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; lawan &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Holland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, siap nguap-nguap. Takde semangat ajer tengok diorang main. Maybe it’s still in early stage, tu yang rase bosan sket kot. Heheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nasib baiklah German menang semalam. Kalau tak 2 kali kaciwa lah jawabnyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-4005700521127564461?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/4005700521127564461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=4005700521127564461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4005700521127564461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/4005700521127564461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/06/euro-2008-updates.html' title='Euro 2008 updates I.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-6527901071267931886</id><published>2008-06-09T06:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:40:54.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make bermula lah ia~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wah, rase macam baru aje abis menyaksikan kemenangan &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Greece&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, the underdog against &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; during final Euro 2004 in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Tup tup, semalam plak opening Euro 2008 in &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Austria&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. It’s a bit rare for me not to watch any opening match, whether it’s Euro or World Cup, selalunye, I will manage to watch it. Since semalam my friends and I were having so much fun kat Birm, I tak la rase rugi sangat sebab tak dapat tengok the opening match. Lagipun opening just &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; lawan Czech and malam tu pulak ade &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Portugal&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; (nasib baik la tak suke Christiano Ronaldo walaupun die hensem…heheh) lawan &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Turkey&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But tonight match was a huge relieved. German manages to score double against &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Poland&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Kesian pulak tengok orang-orangan &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Poland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. The lads fought really hard but obviously best team wins (sebenarnye nak jugak German menang).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SExY8TOSDqI/AAAAAAAAA04/R2RXkx96XKk/s1600-h/1286314437_8cf783753b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SExY8TOSDqI/AAAAAAAAA04/R2RXkx96XKk/s320/1286314437_8cf783753b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209636661936393890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like I said before, I am a huge fan of football. Dari kecik lagi ayah dah ajar tengok bola. Ingat lagi mase World Cup 1998, the one yang &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;France&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; menang against &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Brazil&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, pepagi bute ayah gerak dari tidur ajak tengok match tuh. Alangkah kaciwa giler mase tuh sebab &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brazil&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; kalah. Penat aje bangun pepagi bute. Nasib baik la &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Brazil&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; manages to win back the title mase kat Korea/Japan. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yang paling best mase football tournament ni of course la kalau team kite menang &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Tapi yang paling sedey menusuk kalbu is when my favourite team kalah and at the same time ade plak one of my sisters or ayah or ibu punye favourite team yang menang. Aduh sakitnye jiwa time tuh. Macam kalah seumur hidup ajer rase (ewah macam kite pulak yang main bola nye, walhal jadik tukang tengok jer).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yup, when it comes to football, my family akan gather to watch it. Tak kisah lah World Cup ke, Euro ke EPL ke even friendly match pun masing-masing ade favourite team. Kalau one of the team kalah, alamatnye malu besarlah si peminat itu. Hihi. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My father always dengan &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Manchester&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; United nye, alasan; ade Wayne Rooney. Kalau time World Cup or Euro, die mesti support the underdogs for a reason I could not understand sampai la sekarang. Pastu kalau team underdog die kalah mesti die cakap “ayah dah agak dah”. Cliché betul. Heheh. My mother punye favourite team mesti selalu menang. But she utterly hates Christiano Ronaldo, pun I tak tau kenape. Owh rasenye sebab Christiano Ronaldo yang sebabkan Wayne Rooney dapat kad merah kot. Aduh macam-macam. Angah mestilah dengan Francesco Totti die. Pernah mase semi final Euro 2000, &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; against &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Holland&lt;/st1:city&gt;, she kept on saying “Totti, Totti” from beginning till the end of the match just because nak sakitkan hati I because that time I was huge fan of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Holland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;. Boleh tak buat cenggitu. Along? Owh die mestilah pilih team yang pemain-pemainnye hensem-hensem belake (ni lagi la tak logik). Aiman plak die selalu pilih team yang menang. Tak aci betul &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kadang-kadang kitorang tengok bola kat rumah aje. But most of it we spent it kat mamak la mane lagi &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;. Mase tuh serius best giler. Sambil makan roti canai garing bersulamkan teh tarik yang super masyuk (bukan super Faizal okay =p ) sambil diiringi oleh jaringan gol yang super hebat. Wah, memang lah seronok combination itu. Orang lain yang main bola tapi kitorang yang berdebar-debar. Wah peminat susah nak mati betul.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mase World Cup 2006 kat German, I was still in the middle of my A-Level exams (sedey gilerr time tuh), struggling hard just to make sure I could make it here. Tapi bola tetap tengok jugak, tengok bersame rakan-rakan di Intec (macam gedik aje ayat tuh). Hihi. But that time I only watch selected match sebab tengah exam &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; takkan la nak tengok sume. Kalau tengok sume tak sampai la ke Notts nih. Heheh. Still, I manage to watch the final match with my family sebab my exams was over by that time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SExZAiXXtCI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Ktc1lk7QHVg/s1600-h/euro2008_v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SExZAiXXtCI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Ktc1lk7QHVg/s320/euro2008_v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209636734720521250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At this very moment again, I could sense the same feeling I felt every times World Cup or Euro begins. Cume kali ni a bit different sebab I’m in Nottingham, compared to before I kat &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; aje. Mule-mule ingat nak pegi la &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Switzerland&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; or &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Austria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, just to feel the mood of football fever, tapi tak kesampaian. Aduh sedey sedey. Tapikan, rase macam kat &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; lagi terase football fevernye compared here. Or maybe it’s because of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;England&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; tak dapat masuk Euro &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;kan&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;, so that’s why la tak rase sangat demam bolanye. Huhu. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, I'm heading back to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in just a week time, so dapatlah menonton bola di rumah atau di mamak-mamak berhampiran. I can’t wait for it. Seronoknyerr~~&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Favourite team: &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Italy&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, German&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: Today is angah birthday!! Happy Birthday angah!! I pray for your happiness and your success. I may not be the perfect acik for you, but you are the perfect angah I could never imagine of. I love you so much and can’t wait to see you in just a week time. I misshhh you so much =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SExcADTEZMI/AAAAAAAAA1I/flddo_cENp0/s1600-h/IMG_5291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SExcADTEZMI/AAAAAAAAA1I/flddo_cENp0/s320/IMG_5291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209640024915862722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wah, macam gambar nak bertunang ajer...kehkehkeh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-6527901071267931886?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/6527901071267931886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=6527901071267931886' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/6527901071267931886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/6527901071267931886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/06/make-bermula-lah-ia.html' title='make bermula lah ia~~'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TDEdX217fTs/TejgfLtd82I/AAAAAAAAB50/p3XSYiapJug/s220/DSC04779.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZGDBQQfRDXY/SExY8TOSDqI/AAAAAAAAA04/R2RXkx96XKk/s72-c/1286314437_8cf783753b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1640527246377870917.post-3791412029772865737</id><published>2008-06-06T06:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T06:27:34.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku terkandas di birmingham.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aduh penatnye dengan bosan. Ingatkan bila datang Birm hilanglah sikit bosan rupenye same aje. Mane tak bosan, Rusya ngan Meysa takde pegi barbeque kat mane tah. Odey tido dengan hebatnye. And so I’m left alone in Rusya’s room doing nothing but watching Ezora. Penat betul tengok cerite macam Ezora tuh. Bak kate Kak Karina; tak logik, tak logik, tak logik. Tapi disebabkan dah takde bende nak buat terpakselah tengok jugak. Nasib baiklah ade Kak Karina yang at least could make me laugh out loud. Tu lah, tadi Rusya ngan Meysa ajak pegi join barbeque tak nak, gedik nak tido la (as if tak cukup-cukup tido…ehehe), malas la, now I have to pay for the price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dah 3 hari dah kat Birm nih. The main reason Odey and I came to Birm on Tuesday afternoon was to watch Shostakovich’s Fifth Symphony on that particular night. Kitorang actually just join Wan and Hairi je and both of them have watched this kind of thing before. Since dah takde bende giler nak buat kat Notts tu (heh sebenarnye ade je bende nak buat tapi purak-purak takde), so I follow aje la Odey. Plus I am so jealous when recently I heard my brother went to watch the Malaysian Philharmonic Orchestra at KLCC. I was like OMG!! Acik nak ikut!! But then mase tu I kat Notts, so tak dapatla nak join. So bile dapat this opportunity, terus je la agreed. As a first timer watching this symphony thingy ni, I coud say memang best la. The first part was Brahms piano concerto and then second part tu baru la Shostakovich. I’m not that familiar with symphony thing ni, so I tak tau sangat la nak explain how’s the thing was. Wan said Shostakovich is like the new generation of classical music. He’s the newest compared to Mozart, Beethoven and even Brahms. To be honest, I’ve never heard of Shostakovich before, maybe pernah la but I’m not that familiar with it kot. I’m more familiar dengan Mozart’s generation because my brother is so amused with them since he’s now taking the piano lesson (his 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade practical exams is just around the corner and he better do well in it…gambate ne!!) and he is well informed about all these people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, mule-mule sampai kat symphony hall tu, I ngan Odey yang dah; OMG nape sume orang-orang tue nih. Pastu kitorang yang dah cuak-cuak tu sebabnye orang-orangan yang datang tuh sumenye pakai ala-ala formal. Odey and I yang pakai jeans tuh. Earlier that morning, before kitorang bertolak from Notts, I’ve asked Odey whether we had to wear something formal ke (ewah macam nak pergi ball aje…ekekek). Then Odey cakap tak kan lah nak pakai formalkan ni bukannye Istana Budaya kan. Ehehe. But then Wan and Hairi yang convincekan kitorang that aritu mase diorang tengok this kind of thing jugak ade je orang-orang yang pakai biase-biase je. So kitorang pun tak kisah lah. Tapi &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kitorang still yang macam; ramainye orang-orang tue. Hehe. Tapi macam comel aje tengok makcik-makcik ngan pakcik-pakcik yang datang due orang, pakai lawa-lawa, muke malu-malu (yang nih tambah nasik jer) ala-ala dating gitu. Sweet ajer tengok (ngan makcik tue pun aku nak jeles =p). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since tengok sume orang-orang tue aje, I terus ajer tanye diorang takpe ke kalau tertido. Then terus jer diorang cakap jangan snoring aje sudah. Kitorang dah tergelak-gelak dah. Pastu I tanye la orang-orangan Birm berdue tuh, sitting dalam hall tuh macam mane, ade ke box-box yang macam kite tengok dalam filem omputih dolu-dolu tuh. Pastu diorang cakap ade je tapi tak la seklasik dalam filem tuh and diorang kate sitting yang diorang beli macam biase aje bukan dalam box tuh. I was like; ala nak duduk dalam box tuh sebab nanti boleh teropong-teropong ala-ala tengok Phantom of The Opera gitu. Hehe. It’s true isn’t it? Kalau dalam movie tuh bile diorang tengok theater mesti pakai teropong. So I thought it’d be fun. Okay I may have been influence by movies, a lot I reckon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bile dah masuk dalam hall tu kitorang pun amik-amik la gambar sket-sket kan. Pastu tiba-tiba~ Odey bisik kat I yang die bukan takut snoring, tapi takut perut yang berbunyi sebab kitorang tak makan anything since that morning. I yang; a’ah la perut aku pun dah bergerodok nih. Bile dah start the piano concerto tu, kitorang duduk diam giler sebab takut perut bunyi (boleh tak cenggitu) and pakcik sebelah I nih siap tertido-tido. Ingatkan die head banging ke sebab kot-kotlah masyuk sangat dengar abang pianist yang kiuts tu main piano, rope-ropenye tido. Nasib baik tak mengeruh. Bile abih aje first part tu ade interval before the second part begin, ape lagi berebut-rebut la Odey and I and makcik-makcik pakcik-pakcik tuh kuar dari hall tu sebab nak cari something yang boleh dimakan sebab perut dah bernyanyi-nyanyi mengikut rentak piano concerto itu. Hehe. And of course la the second part was really really good. Memang betul la Shostakovich ni a bit different from others. I think it’s more modern kot. Bile dah abih tuh, lenguh jugak la tangan nih sebab dok tepuk tangan aje sampai kat 20 minit. Nasib tak bengkak. Ehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pastu kitorang pegi makan-makan kat Suizen then balik tido sampai lah ke saat ini. Bile Rusya tanye korang ade plan nak pegi mane-mane ke esok, I yang jawab; ntah malas lah, takpun ntah tanye Odey. Macam mane la nak kuar. I tido malam, Odey tak leh tido malam. Siang baru die tido. Nak kate burung hantu tak jugak. Nenek kebayan barangkali (alamak seram pulak sebut-sebut nenek kebayan nih…eeee~~). Bile Odey tido siang, I pun ape lagi tido jugak lah. Ahaha. Bile Meysa tanye korang bile nak balik, kitorang yang; ntah barang seminggu due lagi balik lah. Hehe. Ni name die datang Birm tak de arah tujuan. Bile nak balik pun tak tau. Barang tak packing lagik. 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; June ni kene anta storage dah. 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; June I dah nak balik Malaysia dah (menaip perkataan Malaysia sambil terbayang-bayang roti canai dan segelas teh tarik yang super masyuk…ceh bukannye terbayang-bayang wajah ibu ayah dan keluarge…tak nak la cliché sangatkan…hihihi).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Takpe-takpe mase banyak lagi. Ade seminggu lebeh lagi ni. Esok pergi mane?? Aduh susah nak jawab tuh. Tido lagi barangkali. Heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alamak, baru teringat ni laptop Rusya daa. Rase macam laptop sendirik pulak, sesedap oren aje mengupdate blog. Hehe. Eh sedap jugak laptop Rusya nih, cap ape eh nih. Owh Dell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p/s: I’ll post the pics from the symphony thingy as soon as I get back from Birm. Takkan lah nak post now kan, laptop orang nih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nak sambung tengok Ezora lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;~~amirah atory~~&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1640527246377870917-3791412029772865737?l=amirahatory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/feeds/3791412029772865737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1640527246377870917&amp;postID=3791412029772865737' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3791412029772865737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1640527246377870917/posts/default/3791412029772865737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amirahatory.blogspot.com/2008/06/aku-terkandas-di-birmingham.html' title='aku terkandas di birmingham.'/><author><name>Amirah Atory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05374943395941718438</uri><email>norep
