<?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-13707405</id><updated>2011-07-28T06:10:13.912-07:00</updated><category term='bad experience'/><category term='Old friends'/><title type='text'>Dancing Queen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-5033081325473404536</id><published>2010-01-12T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:29:36.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Diet Programme</title><content type='html'>Today.. i am not really good... been eating very fattening food since this morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bfast - 2 pieces of roti canai, 1 karipap and 1 teh ais&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - 1 pcs of KFC, half of zinger tower burger and light coke..&lt;br /&gt;Dinner - must take fruit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-5033081325473404536?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/5033081325473404536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=5033081325473404536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/5033081325473404536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/5033081325473404536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-5-diet-programme.html' title='Day 5 - Diet Programme'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-6135191564732951652</id><published>2010-01-12T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:28:08.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - Diet programme</title><content type='html'>Since i have been sick for few days, i didn't follow my diet programme religiously.. Luckily, i am getting better already.. so, yesterday.. i have started back to my diet programme regime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday (12/1/10).. I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast - 1 bowl of cereal, 1 karipap&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - nasi separuh with gulai asam pedas and sayur..&lt;br /&gt;Dinner - 1 bowl of chicken soup and 2 pieces of bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a good girl yesterday.. did a lot of workout..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning - 401 kcal burnt&lt;br /&gt;Evening - Bd combat + stepper machine - 778 kcal (1 hr n half exercise time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad huh? my friend said, u need to burn at least 3000 kcal for a week.. but then, i still havent reach my target to burn at least 800++ kcal per session.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-6135191564732951652?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/6135191564732951652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=6135191564732951652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/6135191564732951652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/6135191564732951652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-4-diet-programme.html' title='Day 4 - Diet programme'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-2646735891373211149</id><published>2010-01-06T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T20:34:33.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet Programme - Day 3</title><content type='html'>Okay, today is the 3rd day.. just now, hampir2 nak pergi beli roti canai.. but at the end, i was able to restrain myself from that sinful but lazat food.. maybe some other time.. lagipun i am still not recover fully from batuk.. my batuk is really a killer.. last night, i can't even sleep well coz my cough was so bad, till my chest hurt.. today, i better see mr doc again to ask for a better cough medicine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, let's see what i had for the day :-&lt;br /&gt;1) breakfast - 1 bowl of kellogs special cereal + hlow milk + 1 apple + warm watter&lt;br /&gt;2) Lunch - nasi separuh with fish curry + fried spinach + 2 japanese towfoo&lt;br /&gt;3) Tea break n dinner - tba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My workout regime.. i was supposed to go to the gym this morning, but i had to cancel it coz of my batuk.. so, i will only go later today.. planning to do stepper/ treadmill and of course, body combat new release - 42&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-2646735891373211149?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/2646735891373211149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=2646735891373211149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/2646735891373211149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/2646735891373211149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2010/01/diet-programme-day-3.html' title='Diet Programme - Day 3'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-3097662325514578375</id><published>2010-01-05T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:58:45.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet programme - Day 2</title><content type='html'>Today is the 2nd day of my diet programme.. hope it will last till my next adventure in June this yr.. so, let's check out what I had for breakfast first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast - 1 sachet of oatmeal strawberry flavoured &amp;amp; 1 karipap.. and lotsa warm water..&lt;br /&gt;Tea break - 1 small cup of hot choc &amp;amp; 3 pieces of oatmeal cookies&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - Fried prawn noodle and teh ais&lt;br /&gt;Dinner - mee soup separuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. now let's look at my workout regime today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i did rpm (55 mins class) + 20 mins on stepper (speed : 8-10)&lt;br /&gt;- kcal burnt - 650 kcl&lt;br /&gt;- av heart rate - 143&lt;br /&gt;- Max heart rate - 167&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't reach the target even 700++ (my actual target is 800++ calories burnt/ day).. but yesterdat, with my bad cough and flu, i was lucky i can finished the whole rpm class.. semput gakkk.. hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-3097662325514578375?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/3097662325514578375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=3097662325514578375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/3097662325514578375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/3097662325514578375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2010/01/diet-programme-day-2.html' title='Diet programme - Day 2'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-2199415766426250450</id><published>2010-01-04T22:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:03:09.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet Program - date 05/01/10</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking of doing this since last year.. but now, since i have bought myself a polar watch to monitor heartrate and also the calories burnt during work out, i have no choice but to start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, will start with what i have eaten..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast - 2 packs of sandwiches - tuna n egg with 1 mug of milo&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - 1 bowl of laksa penang&lt;br /&gt;tea break - 1 pcs of cucur udang (notttttiii...)&lt;br /&gt;dinner..salad with 1 sausage and also 2 pieces of bread with 1 sausage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, calories burnt for the day?? not yet.. :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I successfully did (even though a bit un fit)&lt;br /&gt;- 1 combat class. - 541 kcal&lt;br /&gt;- stepper for 25 mins (speed ranges from 8 to 10) - 225 kcal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so total kcal burned - 766&lt;br /&gt;av heart rate - 143&lt;br /&gt;max heart rate - 167&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-2199415766426250450?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/2199415766426250450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=2199415766426250450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/2199415766426250450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/2199415766426250450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2010/01/diet-program-date-050110.html' title='Diet Program - date 05/01/10'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-7058510019617286089</id><published>2010-01-03T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:07:16.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2010.. bye bye 2009</title><content type='html'>Another year gone by.. 2009 has left us, finally.. now.. it's the 4th day of 2010.. this year.. i didn't set any new resolution.. Coz for me, it is just another year.. my resolution will be the same every year.. :).. just hope that this time, at least one of my resolution will be materialised.. hikh ikh ik..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-7058510019617286089?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/7058510019617286089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=7058510019617286089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/7058510019617286089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/7058510019617286089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcome-2010-bye-bye-2009.html' title='Welcome 2010.. bye bye 2009'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-7571027579162485854</id><published>2009-07-02T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:09:53.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>I know..I know.. I am sure by today, most of friends are complaining abt my dormant blog. Ok, I will try my very best to update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things had happened in my life. Don't panic... nothing major.. Just lil things. This year, I am really in a travelling mode. I have been to alot of places, see a lot of new things. So far, I have been to :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Bangkok&lt;br /&gt;2) Manila&lt;br /&gt;3) Miri/Mulu/Brunei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, come to think of it, I have covered all asean coutries. Not bad eh? hehehe.. So far, my favourite asean country would be Bangkok. I just love that country, its ppl and food.. too bad they are currently experiencing alot of challenges.. with the political turmoil, later economic downturn and now with the H1N1 breakout.. Poor thai ppl.. I just hope everything will be better soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-7571027579162485854?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/7571027579162485854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=7571027579162485854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/7571027579162485854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/7571027579162485854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2009/07/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-4898188554512620688</id><published>2008-11-30T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T20:43:00.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the quietst ever...</title><content type='html'>Another year had passed.. a new b'day year has arrived.. Without realising it, I am going to be 32 already.. and then, another 30 days, new year will come.. and i will turn 33.. Wow!!! time flies so fast.. and then, late last night, i realised i havent achieve much.. my life is still the same.. Then again, do i want my life to be changed? Well, not much but it would be nice if my life have a lil change.. :0.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this b'day is the quietest ever.. I mean, I never short of wishes.. but I just wish I would get a b'day wish from this one special person.. Sigh.. I guess, that one will remain my wishful thinking..  *darn, i am getting emo here.. must try to cheer up my day today*..  ;*&gt;.. Now, I definetly must move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diha, you must let go of the things that are not meant to be yours.. and move on.. Life if too short to wait for something that is uncertain.. So, aja aja fighting!!! \(o_o)/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-4898188554512620688?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/4898188554512620688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=4898188554512620688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/4898188554512620688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/4898188554512620688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-quietst-ever.html' title='It&apos;s the quietst ever...'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-6316176439018635200</id><published>2008-11-27T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:03:51.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends.. and food...</title><content type='html'>Ppl say food can make ppl come together.. perhaps it's true.. if you notice, modern society nowadays, use food as an excuse to meet/catch up with old friends.. They will either organize a proper 'makan-makan' event or pot luck.. or maybe just go out somewhere and have a sit down lunch/dinner.. That's what I had today.. My colleague was soo nice to treat me an advance b'day lunch.. the lunch was so great till now I am a bit sleepy.. and tomorrow, I am gonna have a get together for my friend's farewell.. and that too over b'fast.. and later in the Afternoon, I have another advance b'day celebration.. now with family.. In short, Food does bring ppl together.. hehehehe..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-6316176439018635200?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/6316176439018635200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=6316176439018635200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/6316176439018635200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/6316176439018635200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends-and-food.html' title='Friends.. and food...'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-3517371017520470019</id><published>2008-11-26T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:05:41.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's true... one-sided love is always hurtful...</title><content type='html'>Ouuchh... I did it again.. to be involved in a one-sided love affair.. I guess, i am a weird one.. a magnet to this kind of affair. How many times I have told myself, not to fall in this kind of r/ship.. but then, when you like someone, you can't help to be helplessly in love with him to the extend of losing your own judgment.. sigh.. how would you know, when you first got to know him.. that it will end up you liking him more? erm.. perhaps it's me.. who is suck in love/ relationship.. The prob is, i tried to be away from him, but other part of me is begging to continue trying, not to give up... what should i do? God, pls help me... pls show me some direction.. some light to my stupid problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was in my sad mode.. I saw this lyrics.. It sang by my favourite korean singer, Hwanhee.. the more i read the song, the more i feel that it relates to my sad love story.. sob..sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow - Hwan Hee&lt;br /&gt;translation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the words “lets end it” was not said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because the last step forward was not taken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems we have never have love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though it feels like death everytime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart does not rest even for one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never stop regretting even for one time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you see my tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you hear my sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though I swallow and swallow again, it overflows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When will you be turning to around to see this image of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow Tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will my feelings be able to touch you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those words I still haven’t said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those words my heart wrote and sent out to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I love you and for you to come to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow Tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only you could come to my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesn’t matter if I shed tears of sorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesn’t matter if I sigh from continuous regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will only wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’ll turn around and look at me someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You’ll acknowledge my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I want and want again it will happen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If not tomorrow then at least the day after tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow Tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will my feelings be able to touch you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those words I still haven’t said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those words my heart wrote and sent out to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I love you and for you to come to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow Tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only you could come to my side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesn’t matter if I shed tears of sorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It doesn’t matter if I sigh from continuous regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will only wait for youEven if it’s the tenth tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also even if it’s the first tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I only love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-3517371017520470019?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/3517371017520470019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=3517371017520470019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/3517371017520470019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/3517371017520470019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-true-one-sided-love-is-always.html' title='It&apos;s true... one-sided love is always hurtful...'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-3891579032459940999</id><published>2008-07-31T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:33:51.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids are darn cute!!!</title><content type='html'>Kids are soo cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, on my way for my lunch, I met this kid (about 3 yrs old) with his mum. He was trying to cross a small drain with the help from his mother. When I first saw him, my first thought was, 'Why la this perempuan waiting for his son to walk'. Then I realised that, his mother was waiting for him to gain his courage to jump over the drain. When he did, he smiled brightly to his mum, like 'Hey mum, see, I can be an adult too'. His expression was soo cute.. I guess, when a kid does that, ppl will think it's cute.. imagine if it is an adult who's doing it.. itu BUANG TEBIAT.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's second incident. This one happened just now, when I was browsing for shoes. I got a personal shopper assistants in the form of 2 young girls, age around 4 to 5 yrs old. Initially, they were looking at me when I was trying the shoes there. Then I said hello and asked them which shoes that they liked. Straight away, they showed and asked me to try not only one shoes but few.. And this one lil girl, kept asking me try this one red shoes.. My ohh my.. she is soo daring to ask me to wear such bright colors.. hehehe.. if their mum didn't call them, they might continue to help to choose.. Sigghhh... kids are soo cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I have one of my own... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-3891579032459940999?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/3891579032459940999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=3891579032459940999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/3891579032459940999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/3891579032459940999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2008/07/kids-are-darn-cute.html' title='Kids are darn cute!!!'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-4089185373604160976</id><published>2008-07-29T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:17:17.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we get married?</title><content type='html'>Why?? I keep asking this question myself over and over again. Why do ppl get marry? Is it because of sex? or is it because of love? or scare to be alone? companionship? etc.. etc.. If marry because of sex, nowadays, ppl can just have sex with anyone without even having any commitment. Just now, my colleague told me, in her previous company, many guys were having affairs outside their marriage.. So, what's the point of getting married? if because of love, some of friends of my friend, are having marital problems now.. also, married because of love.. scare to be alone? .. well, why some ppl have tis kind of thought? When we die, we are going to be burried alone.. when we were born, we were born alone.. nobody accompany us, except angels.. and also our parents' love.. Ahh.. companionship.. emm.. tis is more interesting..to marry a guy/lady who can be our long term companion.. is consider a bonus.. Most couples, married to those who r not their 100% soulmate.. hence the bickering and disagreement during their marriage.. So, whoever manage to find his/her soulmate, consider they are lucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. still ppl do get marry.. why? A friend of mine told me this. It's about your intention when you want to get marry. What is your intention? If just for the above reasons, it's not solid enough. She told me to think as marriage is a way to get God's blessing. Set the right intention, the intention of marriage is to for Allah. She said, with marriage, you can get a lot of 'pahala'/ good deeds that as a single person, you will not get as much as a married couple. Take care of your hubby's need - you will get pahala.. Thinking of your partner first, will get pahala.. even making love also will get Pahala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emm.. maybe I shud re-think abt my 'direction' now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-4089185373604160976?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/4089185373604160976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=4089185373604160976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/4089185373604160976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/4089185373604160976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-do-we-get-married.html' title='Why do we get married?'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-1991535625836044251</id><published>2008-07-24T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:12:48.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what friends are for..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's What Friends Are For ~ Dionne Warwick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I never thought I'd feel this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And as far as I'm concerned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm glad I got the chance to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That I do believe I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And if I should ever go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, then close your eyes and try to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The way we do today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And then if you can remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep smilin', keep shinin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Knowin' you can always count on me, for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For good times and bad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, you came and opened me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And now there's so much more I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And so by the way I thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Whoa, and then for the times when we're apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, then close your eyes and knowT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hese words are comin' from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And then if you can remember, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep smiling, keep shining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Knowing you can always count on me, for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In good times, in bad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh, that's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Whoa... oh... oh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep smilin', keep shinin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Knowin' you can always count on me, for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For good times and bad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep smilin', keep shinin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Knowin' you can always count on me, oh, for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Cause I tell you that's what friends are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For good times and for bad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll be on your side forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's what friends are for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(That's what friends are for)&lt;br /&gt;On me, for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's what friends are for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Keep smilin', keep shinin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always love this song. The lyrics is soo meaningful and I dedicate this beautiful song to all my friends who know me. You guys are great help, without you, I am nobody.. Thanks so much for your love and friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I want to touch the topic on 'friendship' is because, my friends are my life. Without them, my life would be like a blank piece of white paper. But when I meet a new person and later become my close friend, that the same white paper will turn into a beautiful, colorful drawing.. That, when I went back to look at the drawing, it will put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my growing years, I never short of having friends. Good friends, bad friends or any type of friends.. Just that, close friends stay.. And through them, I learn about myself.. I learn about other human being.. I learn about the world.. My parents always said, 'Buat baik dengan orang, jadikan orang tu kawan.. jangan sekali2 buat jahat or ada niat busuk.. nanti Allah marah'. and I keep that to my heart... but sometimes, there are friends who just love to torture other friend. In front, they will show their good-friend attititude.. but behind our back, they will turn into lunatic-pshyco friend.. That is sad.. coz for me, it's the same as betrayal.. When I accept a person to be my friend, I will give my loyalty and trust to them.. so when this backstabbing thingy happen, I will feel extremely bad.. Why this kind of ppl exist? Don't they feel bad when do bad things to their own friends?.. I dunno.. Only God knows the answer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-1991535625836044251?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/1991535625836044251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=1991535625836044251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/1991535625836044251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/1991535625836044251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2008/07/thats-what-friends-are-for.html' title='That&apos;s what friends are for..'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-1142164501722425238</id><published>2008-07-23T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:28:04.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RPK says..</title><content type='html'>Tahun Meliwat Malaysia.. So farney.. ha ha ha.. He is one funny guy, never dry of sacarstic jokes.. I never bother to read his blog but my colleagues adore his writing. I only read one and I admit, he is good with words. Too bad he is not in politics, he is the backbenchers... the voice of people.. anyway, enough of politics.. I never like to write/discuss about politics anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite, me and my gfs when to watch Journey to the Centre of the Earth in 3D. Wow!! I've never been to a 3D movie before. The one I tried was at the amusement park in France. Anyway, after a good movie, we went for our very late dinner. And here, everyone starting to spill out the stories. One of gf's friend is undergo a family turbulance. Pity her friend. Guess, every marriage has its problem. So, marriage is a gamble but why ppl still want to get marry. Is it because of wanting to have a legalised sex? or for the sake of other ppl? or because of love? or ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told by a friend.. made me change my view of marriage. Perkahwinan adalah satu cara untuk mendapatkan keredhaan dari Allah. What she meant, marriage is a way to get to Allah Almighty's blessing. With marriage, you can easily get pahala.. and also easily get dosa.. It's not about wanting to have sex or kids.. Sole purpose of marriage is for Allah. Why do u have kids? So that, you can continue ur existence in the name of Allah... and as for me, why am I still single? That... I have yet to find the asnwer..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-1142164501722425238?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/1142164501722425238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=1142164501722425238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/1142164501722425238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/1142164501722425238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2008/07/rpk-says.html' title='RPK says..'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-4554433893118694283</id><published>2008-07-23T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T02:11:16.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From this moment on..</title><content type='html'>I bet some of my friends will kutuk me already.. because of my inactive blog. It isn't about no ideas to write (I have plenty of them).. just that when the virus 'M' hit me, blog or noblog, I will not bother to write. However, I was told by a very dear friend of mine, MsF that I should try to make a habit of writing down some of my tots. At least, if one day I forget, I can still remember based on my ol' notes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Half of 2008 has passed. So many things happened.. friends come and go.. meeting new ppl.. falling in and out of love..  break ups.. well.. main thing is, my dear 2nd brother is getting married.. In 3 weeks time, I will have a new sis in law. WOW!! Time sure flies soo fast..I am happy for him.. but at the same time, a bit sad too. Coz, everyone in my family is moving on to the next level. But myself is still stucked in "Ol Me". Nothing much has changed.. Even my last 2 brothers are bz searching their destiny. I wonder.. am I gonna be like this for the rest of my life? Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's got to be changed.. I need to re-strategize my life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-4554433893118694283?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/4554433893118694283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=4554433893118694283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/4554433893118694283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/4554433893118694283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-this-moment-on.html' title='From this moment on..'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-2440881250219888841</id><published>2007-11-01T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:31:12.165-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old friends'/><title type='text'>It's nice to catch up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Had a great lunch today, not only because of food.. but great companies. After so many fong fei key lunch, finally, we managed to get together with Iza (our long lost gym buddy). She used to be our combat partner, but due to family commitment, she had to take a break from the gym. I think, it's been 2 yrs since the last time I saw her, but she looked really good.. Serious Iza, you look better than ever. So, we had dim sum for our main course and juicy gossips as our dessert. It was so great to catch things up with old friends.. especially when we talked about ol' stories.. Ahh.. miss old time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgLmSTg9g_4/RyrJyrjbf8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/4r7HfQxdjKw/s1600-h/PB020043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128132998236700610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgLmSTg9g_4/RyrJyrjbf8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/4r7HfQxdjKw/s320/PB020043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-2440881250219888841?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/2440881250219888841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=2440881250219888841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/2440881250219888841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/2440881250219888841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-nice-to-catch-up.html' title='It&apos;s nice to catch up..'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgLmSTg9g_4/RyrJyrjbf8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/4r7HfQxdjKw/s72-c/PB020043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-928066749146467772</id><published>2007-11-01T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T00:53:45.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad experience'/><title type='text'>Accident happens...</title><content type='html'>I had a strange accident happened yesterday during my Lunch. The last time I had experience this kind of accident when I was a small kid. You know what kind of accident? Fish bone got stucked in my throat!!! Yaaa~~~.. soo embarassing.. I was truly enjoying my lunch with my boss and a colleague. I had fried fish with sambal and some vegie. Then, suddenly, I stop eating. And I felt some pain at the back of my throat. Shit!! The bone, stucked there. I can't just spit it out coz I was in a public place. So, I quickly asked some rice balls from the seller. Luckily they had.. OMG, i was sooo embarassed.. I tried to swallow so many rice balls and that stupid bone still didn't go away. At the end, I can't stand it anymore, so I went to see the doc. The poor doc had to suffer for while just to find that stupid bone.. And you know what? there was NO bone!! Thank God for that.. then again, till today, I still feel pain at the back of my throat.. sob..sob..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-928066749146467772?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/928066749146467772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=928066749146467772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/928066749146467772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/928066749146467772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2007/11/accident-happens.html' title='Accident happens...'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-1081826777262727546</id><published>2007-10-23T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T00:20:56.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Open House 2007</title><content type='html'>21/10/07~ that day was the day that my mum has decided to do a raya open house this year. This event is now considered our anual event. At first, we want to order food since we don't want to look like a panda during the open house due to tiredness. But, trust my mum on this, she decided that she want to prepare all the dishes. (which piss me off, since I am confirmed to be the maid). This wasn't what I've planned in my mind. Since I am a "good and obedient" daughter, I just accepted her plan. So, she started to plan what to cook. Initially, the plan was this :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laksa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mee curry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rendang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, I dunno when she has a change in mind from the above to this menu:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kuzi ayam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Roti Jala (she was sooo adamant to cook this coz she managed to make a nice roti jala during our first day raya)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chicken and beef rendang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ketupat palas and nasi impit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nasi minyak/rainbow rice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Carrot cake special&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jelly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was screaming inside when I heard her confirmed menu. That's it, the weekend will be no weekend to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We started all out cooking on Saturday, with the help from my lovely sis in law, Mimie and Kak Halimah. My role and mimie were to prepare roti jala and carrot cake. At first, we were excited doing the roti jala, till we realised that, there were toooo many roti jala to prepare that it started to get on our nerves. hehehe. talking about excitement. By the time we finished making the roti jala, it was already 9 pm. I had also to juggle to bake carrot cake. We actually finished cooking half of the dishes around 12 pm. Then, we had to wake up around 5 am, to continue preparing other dishes. It was so kelam kabut that, we finished cooking just in time when one of our guest arrived. No joke, we were still in Kaftan.. hahahahahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are the photos of the our lovely dishes.. You can view it at this link&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://atreyu112.fotopages.com/?entry=1320975&amp;amp;back=http://atreyu112.fotopages.com/?page=0"&gt;http://atreyu112.fotopages.com/?entry=1320975&amp;amp;back=http://atreyu112.fotopages.com/?page=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-1081826777262727546?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/1081826777262727546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=1081826777262727546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/1081826777262727546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/1081826777262727546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2007/10/raya-open-house-2007.html' title='Raya Open House 2007'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-3314499533959755355</id><published>2007-07-09T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:31:12.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgLmSTg9g_4/RpHgb_m85CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XBXKpe6PaPw/s1600-h/mnet070705fv4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085092225813898274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgLmSTg9g_4/RpHgb_m85CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XBXKpe6PaPw/s320/mnet070705fv4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a while since I wrote something in this blog. As usual, many of my friends actually complaining abt my laziness of updating my blog..What to do.. no idea to write, hence my silence.. anyway, at this moment, i want to make a promise to myself that i will be a bit rajin to share some thoughts with you guys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, the pic that I've posted is my latest craving.. His name is Hwanhee and he is one of the singer of this korean duo, named Fly to the Sky. He has a very powerful and manly voice a young age like him. Believe it or not, he is only 26 and I really adore him. That's his new look, sooo manly and sexy..*what am I doing here???? telling ppl abt latest addictoion*..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last weekend, for the 1st time of my adult life, I went to the spa n massage.. I've never done this before and I was quite nervous at first. Luckily, my closest friend also went with me, so, she was there comfort me. We went to Jojospa at Royal Bintang Hotel at the Curve.. The place was nice and secluded.. The service was also tip top.. one of the massaeur knew that this was my first time, so she helped me alot to comfort me.. We did tongkat ali body scrub and full body massage for 75 mins.. IT WAS EXCELLENT! I love it! in fact, I dun mind to do it again.. hehehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-3314499533959755355?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/3314499533959755355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=3314499533959755355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/3314499533959755355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/3314499533959755355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-of-my-life.html' title='The Love of my life'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgLmSTg9g_4/RpHgb_m85CI/AAAAAAAAAAM/XBXKpe6PaPw/s72-c/mnet070705fv4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-116549388642302791</id><published>2006-12-07T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T04:18:06.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another late day in the office</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I wrote here. I know..I know.. my friend kept on complaining abt my dormant blog. Since now it's almost last month of the year, I've decided to write few words.. Actually I am waiting for my Mc D (dinner) sampai.. Until now, he hasn't arrived yet. Waaaiiittt!! I hear the sound of the bell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!!! he is here.. my mc D!!!.. and the good news, one of the Big Boss belanja!!! laggggiii besttt!!!.. yang tak best, i am still stucked here, where as my gang is sweating at the GYM!! Jelesnyeee!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Distractionnn... tgh makan.. lapar bangat nieee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. let's continue.. what shall I write today.. errrmmm.. actually i don't have any idea to write.. okay, let  me tell u abt my current obsession.. I am now addicted to korean.. anything abt korean, i like.. it began one day, when my colleague asked to try to watch this one korean movie.. and from there on, it was unstoppable.. i went to korean once and thinking of going again next year... at the moment, i am taking korean language lessons.. so that, when i meet my superstar bf, i can converse with him.. (what a joke..).. and what a dreamer.. hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i have to continue back my work.. will drop few lines later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-116549388642302791?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/116549388642302791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=116549388642302791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/116549388642302791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/116549388642302791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-late-day-in-office.html' title='Another late day in the office'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-113435667098189852</id><published>2005-12-11T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T19:04:30.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye 2005, welcome 2006</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I wrote something in here. There were soo many things happened in my life lately. Ups and downs.. and now, it's almost the end of yr 2005. So far, I guess this year isn't that bad. Lotsa good things happened to me and of course, sad things too.. okay, let me list down what I have done or happened to me so far:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;In and out of love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to Bandung&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Execellent bonus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got to know great friends and now ended up best of friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KLFW&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Formed a gymfreak - coolest gang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to see sound of music with.. he he he&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AF 3&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nike tribe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicest b'day this yr..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow.. such a bz yr, isn't it? I've never regret of what happened tis yr. In fact, it was a memorable year.. and how I wish I could record all those events and keep it safe somewhere. Btw, I want to share will u all, my dearest friends (yg baru kenal earlier this yr and now we are getting closer and closer.).. Without them, my life would be dull.. Love all my gym freak friends..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/My%20Lovely%20friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-113435667098189852?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/113435667098189852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=113435667098189852' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/113435667098189852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/113435667098189852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/12/bye-bye-2005-welcome-2006.html' title='Bye bye 2005, welcome 2006'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112848506365398983</id><published>2005-10-04T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T21:04:23.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan is here!!! Welcome back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is 1st Ramadhan 1426H... it means, first day of this yr fasting month. So far so sleeeppppyyy!! ZZZzzzzZZZzz.. Now I am having migrane coz of tahan mengantuk. Tis morning I woke up around 4.20 am to prepare the sahur for my family. It was full house tis morning, sampai I kena sahur kat ruang tamu. My uncle n auntie and also my cuz are in town. Meriah sungguh masa sahur. Tis is the one that I always love about Ramadhan. The togetherness and family re-bonding always happen during tis month. Last nite, I did the solat terawih at the new Mosque at Kelana Jaya. Not bad. It has a lift facility. Not bad huh? So, it means that my mum can pray terawih too. Thinking of getting a portable chair for her so that she can sit down while praying. She is having back problem so, her movements quite limited. Anyway, what are we going to have for buka posa? ermm.. don't really care, as long as sumthing filling. So, to all muslims - Selamat menyambut Ramadhan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: btw, I smsed Mr J last nite and wished him selamat berpuasa. Apparently, he is in his hometown.. celebrating 1st week of ramadhan with his family.. That's so sweet.. ermm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112848506365398983?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112848506365398983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112848506365398983' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112848506365398983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112848506365398983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/10/ramadhan-is-here-welcome-back.html' title='Ramadhan is here!!! Welcome back!'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112795350219485584</id><published>2005-09-28T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T19:20:07.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhh, What a day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't seem to stop grinning since last nite. You know why? I was on a date yesterday. A HOT date.. with someone I like. Hehehe.. It was unplanned actually. Honestly, I was thinking of not pursuing him anymore as he was a bit unresponsive. But lately, he kinda back to normal but then, I didn't put any hope in that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyhow, last Tues, I got a call from Era.fm that I won 2 free tickets. I was so excited and I terus la give a call to my close friend, farid, asking her to go with me. At first she was sooo excited to go with me, until she gave me an insane idea (which I felt a absurd but I likeeee.. hehehe) - she told me to ask Mr J to go with me instead. I gave a no no answer coz I think Mr J wouldn't want to go. But then, after being pujuk by Farid (thanks dear for giving me that ridiculous idea - which I Likeeeeee), I pulled all my guts and asked him (via sms of course! malu lerr).. and you know what??? he said YES!!!!!!.. I was soo sooo ohh surprised with his answers! So there was it, my first movie date with Mr J - On 28/09/05 - Wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, on that day, all my friends wished me good luck. Seriously, I need all the good luck in the world!!! hehehe.. I choosed a nice kebaya today coz I wanted to look good (and I did look good last nite.. soo glowing.. that's what all my colleague said yesterday - ermm.. the power of love can do to you.. hehehe)...So, I went to gym first, did some work out to get rid of my nervousness and took my my time to get ready. Around 8 pm, I went to get the ticket and when I got it, it was free seating tickets!!! Mampusssss.. dah la i punya elegant, tengok2 free seating??? cemane nie??? relaks.. relaks. - I kept telling myself. So, I sent sms to him, told him the scenario was like and informed him that I will be in Kino. So, I went to kino, strolling and he still didnt reply my sms. I dah risau, takut he pulled out last min. EEeeiii!! Mana nak letak muka ni kalu dia tak dtg.. mesti i frust nunggeng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then.. jeng jeng jeng!!! When I was looking at this book, I saw this guy, sneaking behind my back. As I turned, he was trying to surprise me - Tapi tak jadik lah kan???.. hehehe.. he liked to do that whenever we met. and he was sooooo cuteeeeee.. with his cap, t-shirt and track bottom (I always like him in this style) I smiled at him, and the first thing he said, 'wah! Kebaya.." hehehe.. and he wore sooo simple - T-shirt and track bottom (obviously he was from the gym). He felt that he was under dressed (and I was glad.. hahahaha.. at least he knows now that I am a bergaya jugak, kalau i nak).. and I kept reassuring him that it was ok. Then, we wait together-gether lah.. And I dunno lah, I can sense that he was a bit nervous. I dunno why, it was supposed to be me who has that nervous feeling. But I didn't felt anything. One thing for sure, I kept on smiling je..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we went it, he was sooo gentleman.. Open the door for me.. hehehe.. so cair laa already.. (alamakk.. control..control).. when we find our seat pun, he let me seat first. I rasalah, I lebih relaks dari dia.. he was really nervous (or bcoz he got unsettled tummy).. kesiannn.. coz during the show, he had to go to gents.. hehehe.. and then I knew he was cold and I offered him my shawl.. but being macho man, i know he wouldn't except my offer punya.. anyway, before the show started, we chat a lil bit.. he told me abt his work, friends, family.. sigh.. I never dream of dating him at movie.. serious.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the movie ended, he walked me to my car.. it was soo sweet of him.. i didn't ask him, but he went to do it on his own free will.. hehehe.. what ever it is, It was the best nite ever... I can't stop grinning and smilling lah.. how ahhhh???!! hehehe.. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112795350219485584?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112795350219485584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112795350219485584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112795350219485584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112795350219485584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/09/uhh-what-day.html' title='Uhh, What a day!!'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112778395996928567</id><published>2005-09-25T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T18:38:34.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>January Low - Under the stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have u ever heard about Ramli Ibrahim - Sutra Dance? Well, at first his name is really not familiar with me and then, I heard la about his stuff on indian classical dance. And that's about it. And then, one day, my good friend, Iza asked me whether am I interested to join her to watch Ramli's performance but this one is a performance by his protege - January Low. At first, I was eager coz this is my first time of watching indian classical dance and you all should know how crazy I am with dances. So, I promised her that I would join. But then, down the road, I had a 2nd thoughts of going there due to many reasons - mainly unplanned expenses i.e. Marcell &amp; Glenn in concert.. hehehe.. I told Iza about it and I think I hurt her feelings but in the end, I agreed to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, on the day, I drove to KL coz later we need to go to Ramli's house (where the performance is) at Titiwangsa. As early as 5.15 am I was out to KLCC since I wanted to join morning class at FF. When I arrived at KLCC open carpark near the Masjid, there was no carpark attendant. And I need to use coins in order to enter (for RM3.00 you know!) Stupid isn't it???!! So, I need to make a detour and finally I found a spot and quickly rushed for the class. Luckily I made it on time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was actually excited to go to that performance that I bought myself a new set of earing and necklace.. First time I really satisfied with my new accessories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I agreed to meet Iza at KLCC around 6.30 pm and since that was friday, it will jam like mad. And it was. I went to the gym, changed and did some make up. Well, ppl at the gym was so nice to compliment me.. hehehehehe.. (aaarghh too much nyeeee .. I know..I know.. I am vain.. hehehe.. but cute vain.. not bitchy vain eh..)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By 6.30 pm, we went to Ramli's house and it was jam all the way. My ankle and knee hurt like hell. Dah la bawa manual.. lagii la sakit. We finally arrived there and the funny thing was, we stucked in the car coz it was raining and we didn't have any umbrella. So we waiting for Iza's friends to arrive in hoping that they would have extra payung.. But too bad, they didnt have extra. So, we rushed to the house and my baju dah ada polkodot.. hehehe.. As we entered, I was shocked! Wow!!!! His house is big.. nice.. so cozy except for all those patung.. Kalau I sorang2 kat dlm rumah tu, mau tak tidur malam. Takuttt.. Anyway, we was greeted by Ramli's housemate - Sivarajah. He was nice and friendly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While waiting, we snapped some photos at his compound. Here is the photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/IMG_31131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/IMG_31131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The show supposed to be held at the ampitheatre but due to rain, it was held inside. Memang cozy.. and then, the show started and from there on, I dunno how to describe how I felt. Just a simple word.. WOW!!!!!!!.. memang outstanding performance. The movement, Oh my God.. made me want to join her on the stage. She dance fluidly.. her movement flawless..and her body rythm.. sooo excellent.. no wonder she is Ramli's protege.. and she is beautiful. Really, this is not gonna be my last experience with them. I am sure I will join again next show.. In fact, Iza already is planning to check out the next show.. and thanks to her, I experienced this excellent show.. and Iza's friends too - Butik &amp; Yatie for making the nite, FUN!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my photo with January. I really admire her and it shown on my face.. How happy I was that day!!! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/IMG_3160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/IMG_3160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112778395996928567?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112778395996928567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112778395996928567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112778395996928567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112778395996928567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/09/january-low-under-stars.html' title='January Low - Under the stars'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112735557482214223</id><published>2005-09-19T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T18:59:26.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcell &amp; Glenn in Concert - 18/09/05 - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's THE day..... Marcell &amp; Glenn in Concert!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything went according to my plan. Morning, I completed all my errands and now just waiting for the time to go for concert. Glenn.. Glenn.. Marcell.. Marcell.. I tried to locate my Marcell cd.. Oh my God!! I left it in the office!!! My Glenn cd also not in my CD rack.. ermmmmmmmm... Oh well, let's not think abt cd but clothes that I am going to wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's 5 pm already. It was time to get ready and Iza will meet me at Petronas near my house. I was excited by the time I drove out from my house. I can see Iza beaming at me. Her face was blushed.. hehehe.. maybe she was soo sooo excited. Mana tidaknye, Marcell is her 2nd love of her life after her hubby of course! and this is marcel's first concert in Malaysia. So we went to pick up Farid and she also looked blush.. hehehehe.. Kami satu kereta dah excited and kancil I pun macam tak berapa nak tahan dengan keterujaan kami ber3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/iza%20n%20farid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/iza%20n%20farid2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bile sampai kat level 10, Sunway convention center, it was quiet. There were few counters but overall it was quiet and less activities. Were we that early???? (I guess so... hehehe).. So, kami pun pergilah cari pintu masuk, just to have a look of where we suppose to seat. Since it's too early, we decided to grab our dinner. Half and hour later, we were back at the Door, waiting patiently for the gate to be opened. This is how we looked like - it shows on our lovely face - Excitement!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/marcell-he-was-sooo-close.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/marcell-he-was-sooo-close.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At 7.45 pm, they opened the gate and I was the first one to enter and 3 of us cepat2 cari the best standing area. We managed to secure a nice area, right in front and near the stage. Semua muka dah excited. We waited patiently and at 8.45 pm, the concert started with a performance by Hazami, followed by Nina (an Indonesian Singer). And the moment that we've waited for so long, Marcellllll!!!! Oh God!!! He was such a HUNK!!!!! Look at his biceps, body, voice, face, eyes.. Everything about him!!!! He was sooo delicious and as what Niza like to say for any handsome good looking guy, LAZAT!!!!! all of us like shouting, screaming like nobody's business.. Abis dah semua control ayu, now we were like Aahhhhh Ooohhh!!!Marceeeeellllll!!!! Yang best part tu, 3 times I 'raba' Marcell.. hehehehe.. Eh, don't get the wrong idea. 'Raba' means salam.. hehehehe... well, I salam up to his arms.. Can't resist touching his biceps la.. Overall, Marcell was good in interacting with the audience. He actually went down and salam2 with us (mase tu la i me'raba' dia) and also pointed the mic to us.. memang puas hati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/marcell%20Ganteng-banget.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/marcell%20Ganteng-banget.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After 10 songs, he ended his performance with Firasat! and I tell u la, previously, I wasn't into Marcell other than his looks but after listening his superb performance that nite, well, I am falling in love with him.. Okay, enough of Marcell, next performer was Dayang Nur Faizah. Ohhh she was sooo sexy.. and her voice memang sedap!!! Especially lagu Erti Hidup.. Memanggggg best.. and the moment that I've been waiting for.. GLENN!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Glenn! Glenn! Glenn!!! I can't believe that I actually was listening to him - Live!!! I love him.. i love his voice.. I love his style.. I love his attitude.. (Even though he was not as flirtatious as Marcell) I still love him.... He delivered his song very well and he shown his talent in playing the instruments!!! Uwaaaa... I memang cintakan dia...Previously, I just enjoy his musics, his song.. Now I LOVE HIM!!!!!!! sayang dia tak berapa nak turun to meet us.. He went down once actually and he was nearly at our area... Kalau la I stretch my arm a lil bit, I would be able to hold his hand.. Malangnye, at that time, he spotted one girl and he actually asked the girl to come up the stage and be his model for his next song!! Can u imagine how lucky she was????? It was supposed to be me!! Me!! Me!!!.. the comforting note was that, he picked up a chubby girl, like me, farid and iza.. sooo it means that, he love chubby girls?????.. hehehehe.. hahaha... I think so lah.. and he is single.. so meaning, he might be looking!! heheheheh... well, he sang Sedih tak berhujung to that girl.. and I tell you la, I cried actually, coz he sang from his heart! You can feel his pain.. his longing.. uwaaaa... i nak glenn lagik.. tak puasssss!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, after 10 songs, he ended the show by asking the rest of performers to join him on stage and they all (actually more like Marcell and Glenn duet song) sang "JUST THE TWO OF US". Memang superb!!!!!! memang brilliant!! I can't wait for their next concert in Malaysia. Seriously, for RM88 we paid, memang worth it!!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigghhhh... the nite ended brilliantly.. In fact, I can't seem to sleep that nite.. after that kind of performance by both of them.... Glenn...Marcell... Thank you for coming to Malaysia!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112735557482214223?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112735557482214223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112735557482214223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112735557482214223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112735557482214223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/09/marcell-glenn-in-concert-180905-part-2.html' title='Marcell &amp; Glenn in Concert - 18/09/05 - Part 2'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112726806246863957</id><published>2005-09-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T18:32:34.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NIKE Tribe challenge Prelim.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a challenge organized by FF and sponsored by Nike. A tribe aka team must be formed and compete with other teams. Their theme are either Bd Jam, Bd Step or Bd Combat. When they first posted the poster, I was like, hey, something interesting. Then, my gym freak buddies started to talk about it and thinking of joining it. The question now, who's going to be the lead instructor. Then, Zed la suggested, our beloved TONY! so, Tony pun jadik lah our instructor. Actually there were lotsa drama about entering the tribe i.e. with Tony so excited to join and acknowledged us (gym freak) as his tribe in his classes without even registering yet, Tony back off from the competition and re-entering the competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, here we are.. formed a tribe on Thurs (8/9/05), submitted the form on Friday (9/9/05), then compete on the following Tues (13/9/05). Gila kan? This is the composition of our tribe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bd Step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tony (Lead Instructor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bd Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tony (Lead Instructor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Zed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Diha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nizar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We competed with Peter's tribe for both bd jam and step at Leisure Mall FF. It was a nerve wrecking competition with me a stage fright person. I memang nervous sgt!!! and thanks to our die-hard supporters and also our beloved gym freak buddies, we managed to go to Final!!!!! believe it or not!! Tony was over the moon.. and our group too!! it was a sweetest moment for now. So now, back to sleepless night and endless training for our next competition - FINAL which will be on 08/10/05. Come and join us for support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112726806246863957?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112726806246863957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112726806246863957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112726806246863957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112726806246863957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/09/nike-tribe-challenge-prelim.html' title='NIKE Tribe challenge Prelim.'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112735354823470172</id><published>2005-09-09T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T18:45:48.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marcell &amp; Glenn in Concert - 18/09/05 - part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you imagine that???!!! 2 hearthrob from Indonesia will perform in KL on 18/09/05. I can't believe myself actually when I first came across an article in URTV. Tapi mase tu, langsung takda tulis details mengenai that concert, just the date and the place. I pun dengan kelam kelibut pergi la mencari2 info pasal konsert but hampa. I was nearly gave up until I talked to Zaini (thanks to him, I managed to track the source) and he informed me that there was special appearance by Marcell and Glenn at Tower records KLCC last Friday (09/09/05). I was sooo sooooooooooooooooooo excited and I can't contain my excitement and terus tercari the nearest tower records to get some information. Luckily my dearest nizar and the tribe geng wanted to go Lot 10 to do some survey on our pre lim attire for Tribe challenge. And there it was. The poster!!!! mase I nampak je, I terus berlari mencari2 kaunter. I didn't give a damn what ppl would think about me coz I want to get the tickets je. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I was at the counter, the cashier was already smiling at me coz he knew why I was sooo soo eager. I was out of breath when I asked and he was such a dear, terus je explain. Mase tu, i cepat2 la buat phone calls to 2 of my close friends (Farid n Iza - die hard Marcell's fans). Once I got greenlight from both of them, I terus purchased 3 tickets - standing - RM88/ticket. Malangnye... cannot use credit card!!!! arghhhh!!!!! geramnyeeeee... it's their policy with regards to this concert only. Stupid kan?&gt;???? And I was already late for my training at leisure mall so I didn;t have time to withdraw some cash. Dengan muka kesian, I was actually pleading to the cashier and asked him to keep the ticket till 8 pm and I will make sure I will come back to the shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I went to leisure mall and did my training with marcell &amp;amp; glenn's tickets on my mind. Uwaaaaa... sob...sob.. so, right after the training, I quickly changed and went back to the shop. When I arrived there, he (cashier) just smiled at me and told me that the tickets are saved with him. Alhamdullillah!!!! I was beaming when I paid and got the ticket. Can't wait to see them in concert!!! Finally, I will meet my beloved Glenn!!!! and Gorgeous Marcell!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112735354823470172?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112735354823470172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112735354823470172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112735354823470172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112735354823470172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/09/marcell-glenn-in-concert-180905-part-1.html' title='Marcell &amp; Glenn in Concert - 18/09/05 - part 1'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112562308627256516</id><published>2005-09-01T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T18:39:29.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The best Merdeka Day, EVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;31st August 2005 - Merdeka! Merdeka! Merdeka! This is the 48th merdeka year for Malaysia. There were many activities going on here since the Merdeka nite till merdeka Day itself. We, (The gym freak) also included. We have our own activity, which is a makan-makan session (again) but now it is at our beautiful and vogue Mama Bear, Rose. I was away to KK for almost a week so I didn't see them much. I missed them a lot when I was in KK, miss the nice and juicy gossips, work out and also the happening activities. I was really looking for the lunch gathering with them and it is a pot luck thingy. Rose has came up with a list of food for each of us to bring. As for me, I will bring a kelantanese dish, Gulai Kawah Daging. This is my first time cooking this dish so, hopefully it will turn out okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, early in the morning, I dah bangun nak ke pasar to buy the daging and also apple.. Oh yes, I also will bake apple crumble since my dearest sister, Farid wants to eat that. I started cooking at around 10 am and till 12.30 pm, my apple crumble and gulai daging still not properly cook. I dah panicked coz I promised farid n fiza that I will fetch them at around 1.20 pm. Luckily by 1.15 pm, everything was done. Masalahnye, tuan punya badan pulak tak siap. Kelam kabut lah I at that time and mase nak masuk ke kereta, terkantoi pulak ngan adik I yang paling banyak bisa mulutnye. Nak tak nak, kena lah tukar baju yang agak sopan sket.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The journey to Rose house was fun coz it's been a while for us to be together in a car (me, farid n fiza). So there were soo many things we talked about, from fiza's love story to tony's story.. Banyaknye perkara terjadi when I was away. Sedar tak sedar, we have arrived at the Sunway Semenyih Exit. When we turned into that housing estate, we were like, wowwwww... it was like entering into another city coz all the way to Rose house, it was all pokok2 je.. and tetiba, jeng jeng jeng... kawasan perumahan yang exclusive. I dunno lah how many guard houses around there, which shown how exclusive the housing estate is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When we arrived at Rose's house, everybody was waiting for us. Mana taknye, lauk yang berkuah tu I yang prepare and also, selagi tak cukup korum, mana boleh nak mula melantak kan? Masa we all melangkah masuk, we were so impressed with Rose's garden. I ni bukannye tau nak describe, just look for yourself. It was like entering a show house. (Gambar akan dimasukkan kemudian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, tibalah acara nak melantak. Well, before that, semua pakat2 sebok kat dapur. Banyak betul Rose import 'bibik' dari obersee nie.. It was fun looking at how co-operative they are. So helpful and energitic in ensuring the lucheon smooth running. So, it was time of indulging ourselves in sinfully delicious lunch.. And suddenly, it was so quite. Ye lah, semua mulut penuh and kebulur. Mana ada time nak chit chat. Semua attacked the food like pirahna. Hehehe. Rose yang memang terkenal makan sejemput pun tambah jugak. Orang2 lain tu toksah nak cakap lah. Oh well, it was a delicious, so all of us cannot stop ourselves for second helping. Hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course, our lunch didn't end there. Later, our stomach had to enjoy varities of desserts. Ohhhhh..ohhhh.. ohhhh... memang lepas ni, sorang2 kena buat intensive training. Just look at the picture, there's no way one bd step class can get rid of all the sugars we ate due to sinfully delicious desserts. Memang best.. best of the bestessssttt!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, to conclude our happening merdeka day, all of us went to the club house near rose's house and had our blast time at the pool. Well, I had my monthly flow so I cannot join them in the pool. Sayaaaannggg... so I ended up chatting beside the pool and also try some of the things at the playground. Macam2 lah they all pose kat dlm swimming pool tu, macam kanak2 riang ribena tua je.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a fabulous way to celebrate our 48th merdeka day this year. If I can rewind the time, I would for this is the best of the bestesssttt merdeka celebration I had in my entire life! Thanks guys. I love you all, my gym freak buddies!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112562308627256516?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112562308627256516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112562308627256516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112562308627256516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112562308627256516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/09/best-merdeka-day-ever.html' title='The best Merdeka Day, EVER!'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112415995414348911</id><published>2005-08-16T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:13:37.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Teasing Ryhme</title><content type='html'>My cool friend has composed a nursery ryhme which dedicated to me n someone.. I am sooo flattered coz of all her trouble to come out with one.. hahaha.. In fact, me n someone not yet an item but my whole friends (gym gang) have been teasing me like tornados.. At first I tried to avoid the it, but after a while, why not enjoy it coz like old ppl said, if u just accept the teasing, at one point of time, he might be yours.. hahahaha (waahh.. dream on Diha..).. anyways, this is the candid photo of him. (oppss.. have to take it out.. takut nanti org tengok.. matiiii)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jack n Jill went up the hill&lt;br /&gt;to fetch a pail of water&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what they did up there&lt;br /&gt;they came back with a daughter.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112415995414348911?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112415995414348911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112415995414348911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112415995414348911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112415995414348911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/08/nice-teasing-ryhme.html' title='Nice Teasing Ryhme'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112416160924729529</id><published>2005-08-13T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T01:13:35.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melantak Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arrghh!!! Dah pagi ke???... that's the first thoughts came into my mind when i woke up on Saturday morning. I looked at my watch, God! it's 6.30 am and i have to wake up no matter how coz I have lotsa thing to be done! Today is the day that I'm giving a nasi kerabu party. After such a happening nite at karaoke, I felt a bit tired. Mana tidaknye, melalak and tergedik tak hengat during our first karaoke session after AF season.. so, everyone was a bit over the top.. (oppsss.. later i will tell u abt my karaoke session last nite.. as for now, let's stick to the main topic - Melantak party)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, so 6.30 am, I quickly had my shower and pray and get ready to go to pasar tani. So by 7 am, I was out from the house in my mum's car (waaa.. mentang2 mama n papa takda kat umah, keta pun pakai keta diaorg..hahahha).. my brothers still in their dream world.. sigh.. how I envy them.. okay, so I arrived at the pasar tani near my house and I was a bit suprised! I was too early.. gerai2 pun belum bukak.. I whined to myself coz now I have to drive all the way to Kelana Jaya Pasar Tani. When I arrived there, the parking was full and nak tak nak, I have to park quite far from it. So, when I was at Pasar tani, I was so excited when I saw sooo many Gerais that sell fresh meat, fishes, seafood.. etc.. Actually I like to go to pasar and see lotsa fresh things.. anyway, dengan jayanye I bought all the necessary items for Melantak session and by the time I finished buy the things, then I noticed how heavy were the things.. and now I have to walk quite far to my car. So mase tu, mula la dtg perasan nak menyumpah menyeranah org.. hahahaha.. But the thought of menjamu my friends, kept that feelings at bay.. I kept telling myself, I will serve the best for my friends and I will!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so, when I arrived home, it was already 9.30 am so, I went to change into my cook uniform (kaftan la.. apa lagik).. and started cooking.. It's been a while since I organized thing like this.. and I was really take my own sweet time cooking with AF1's singers songs played on the radio. That would keep my spirit high.. so, here what I did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I started with mensiang ikan.. nasib baik ikan kecil.. then rebus the fish for sambal kelapa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second, i started to goreng kelapa for sambal.. and later I masak nasi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, I cooked the kuah (yellowish).. and then i made the sambal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then I prepared for Daging goreng and cooked it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and lastly, while i potong2 the ulam, i goreng the ikan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally.. goreng the kerepok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By 12.30 pm.. I finished cooking and was about to go and take the showe when eddie called that he was on the way..I pun apa lagik, cepat2 la pergi mandi.. and change into a nicer clothes.. (after all, i am the hostess and i tak nak ler kena kutuk).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eddie was the first to arrived and he was such a dear.. He helped me membuang ekor taugeh (beans sprouts) while gossiping and watching TV.. and mase tu jugak, aida arrived.. since everyone akan lambat, I pun ajak la aida n eddie taste first.. and me pun lapar jugak.. and here is the photo of me n aida duk menghidang makanan...surprise, surprise.. Eddy n Aida tambah! I rasa suka sgt.. So all my my penat lelah since morning rasa berbaloi jek.. tak sabar nak tunggu the rest of the gang sampai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/me%20n%20aida%20-%20makan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/me%20n%20aida%20-%20makan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About 1/2 hr later, si niza, rose n lola arrived. Waahhhh, dtg ber3 je tapi riuh macam 1 bus yg datang. They were all looked sooo hungry and straight away went to meja makan. Eddy was such a dear and he became the hostess since I need to pray and freshen up. When I came down, they were all bz eating and chatting and I seronok sgt tengok the way they all enjoyed the food.. Tak lama lepas tu, si Zed and BF dia, Rustam arrived. And apa lagik, terus la havoc.. skrang ni yg tak muncul2 were Farid, Fiza, Zaini, Ferhad and Betty.. When I looked at the rate of their eating, I was worried takut tak cukup.. but alhamdullillah.. it was just nice.. Farid n fiza came around 1 hr later and as usual la, terus attacked the food.. I lagiiii la seronok.. Segala kepenatan and kesusahan yg i rasa tadi memang terus hilang when I looked at the way they enjoyed my cooking.. Alhamdullillah... Later, Ferhad n Zaini dtg.. then followed by Betty.. At time, semua duk sebok tengok slides show yg si Rose bawa. It was fun eventhough I only managed to see Rose beloved 'papa bear' when they were on the trip to Bali.. soo romantic.. sigh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;While they enjoyed watching the slides show, me n Lola sebok menggoreng karipap and also prepared coffee. Mengada2 semua kawan2 I nie.. Only want white coffee.. and some got guts to order Capuccino, eeeii, ketuk paler baru padan muka.. hahahaah.. so, here is the photo when we were lepak2 with our coffee and karipap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/makan2%20kat%20rumah%20diha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/makan2%20kat%20rumah%20diha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See how contented we were.. and I am soooo ohhh glad that they came despite of sesat here n there.. and ada 1 of us has to suffer puctured tyre.. Sigh.. I reallly appreaciate that they came all the way to my house (my house was far).. Before I went to bed that nite, I stared up at my ceiling in the dark.. recalling the memory of the day.. Ohhh.. such a memorable day.. I love all of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112416160924729529?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112416160924729529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112416160924729529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112416160924729529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112416160924729529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/08/melantak-party.html' title='Melantak Party'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112294411314292882</id><published>2005-08-02T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T16:47:47.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KL Fashion Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/all2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/all2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;A very tiring week. Serious! and also the most expensive week for me. Never in my entire life I spent no monkey business.It is all because of KL Fashion Week. It started off with the Bandung Trip and series of buying stuff. I actually bought 1 piece of kebaya suit to wear for KLFW. Then, came back to Malaysia, tried to find a tailor who can sew within 1 week and finally I got it. And it cost me RM90/suit! Arghhhh!! Ok..Ok.. look at the bright side.. at least this tailor was willing to sew my kebaya. Then, it was time to search for accessories. Thanks to my dearest buddies - Farida, Nizar and Eddie, I managed to find nice pair of earings, selendang and also shoes to match with the kebaya. Sayangggg you all!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;On the day my baju siap, I went to that shop for trial. Mase try tu, hulamaaaaakkkk!! then I noticed, how jarang my top was! I panicked.. so on the way back, I singgah lah Sogo and bought another top which cost me RM150/piece! Gile ke apa Diha ni. I think I was in the shocked that I was willingly to fork out what ever money I have left for that. I know..I know.. suatu pembaziran.. but the Top was soooo soooooooooooooo nice.. I feel beautiful whenever I wear it. So now, I have to attire to wear and I was confused of which one to wear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;At the end... Tadaaaaa..... this baju I chosed to wear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/diha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/diha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Macam Mak datin mana kan? hehehe.. sooo glitter.. when I looked at this picture, I also cannot believe myself that person in the picture is me.. sooo datin-look-a-like.. who says I cannot dress up??? haaa.. now SEE????!!.. well, let me tell you how the transformation took place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.30 pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I was still at home, bz cooking and helping my mum with housechores in Kaftan. My hair was also in a mess, err.. i think the whole me was in a mess.. My appointment with Farid and hairdresser was at 2 pm so I think I got plenty of time till I asked farid where was she.. and she was on her way already!!!.. Oh my God! I was late!!! farid is going to kill me.. So, apa lagik.. i pun turn into superwoman and rushed off to the salon with 2 pairs of shoes/2 attires/ accessories etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;2.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;On the dot! I tried to enter the salon but it was locked.. rupa2nye there was an access control.. so need to wait for them to open the door. As I entered, Halim was highlighting farid's hair..and I saw light blue liquid.. Waaaa.. could it be farid's hair is going to turn into shades of blue??? Ohhh my God!.. So I waited la for my turn.. when it comes to my turn, I was a bit nervous! Never in my entire life that I dyed my hair blond!!! (Stomach growling..Owuchhhh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;3.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;still not done and my head was full of strips of silver wrapper. and... I was soo sooooooo hungry!! so, both of us decided to have a look at the kedai sebelah with all our hair full of silver wrapper.. but then, it closed!!! Arrghhhh... kena la posa separuh hari..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;4.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Finally, it's time for Halim to unwrapped my hair. I still cannot see my hair... I can only see farid's hair and it looked really really nice on her. Nampak vogue! I always love her hair.. straight and lebat!.. Okay, so Halim pergi la basuh my hair and mase tu, it's nearly 5 pm and my appointment with the make up artist is at 4.30 pm.. matilaaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;5.00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Baru nak blow dry.. and now I can see my hair! It was like, Wowwwww and Whatttttt????!!!.. I looked like blondie.. not streak of blonds.. I don't know how my family would handle this.. I am sure I will have a lot of things to explain to them.. I kept looking at my watch.. abis la.. so I dah panicked.. I am not good at applying make up so I decided to ask halim the cost of him doing the make over on me.. he said RM148! Waaaahhh mana i ada duit.. but then my dear..dear dear.. halim and farid.. they played as my fariry god mother/father.. halim was willing to give special price for my make over! I sukaaaa sgt.. so this is my new look..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/Diha-Eddie-Farid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/Diha-Eddie-Farid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Sooo vogue one!!!! (This pic is me with Eddie and Farid). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.30 pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;I still haven't finished my make up session. and it was already 6.30 pm. I janji ngan them at 7 pm at PWTC.. Abis laaaa.. Farid pun dah siap.. I was sooo kelam kabut that I nearly left my shoes at halim's.. So, since we were soo late, we asked Eddie n Nizar to pick us up at Halim's.. When both of them arrived, they nearly didn't recognise me.. ermm.. made me wonder actually.. was I that different???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;7.15 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Baruuuu sampai.. When we arrived, Farid's friend was already there. Zaida, Lola n Ros haven't arrived yet. I was so nervous.. actually I was nervous coz I am going to meet Jack.. hehehe.. I malu actually.. So I called him to tell him that we arrived.. Outside I was ok, but inside, it was like tsunami.. nervous u.. He said that he will be wearing baju melayu and I am a sucker for guys wearing baju melayu/suit/office wear.. and when I first saw him, he was wearing suit.. my first expression was, OH MY GOD!!!!!.. kacaknyeeee.... hehehehehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;7.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;All of us arrived.. except zaida, lola n ros.. so we straight away went to our table and started session kutuk mengutuk.. hehhehe.. Then, from far, we say this cute lady was approaching our table.. she has hair that reminded me of nenas.. and she looked familiar.. hehehehe.. once she arrived, with her cute face and specs, now we knew.. it's our Zaida.. Look at how cute she was that nite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/zaida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/zaida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;By 8 pm, our 'kezutan' has arrived.. Lola n Ros. WaHHaaaaaaa... Ros was soooooo sexy.. with the top that shown a glimpse of her nice boobs..memang gorgeous.. I yang perempuan pun asyik distracted whenever I wanted to talk to her.. inikan pula lelaki.. hahaha.. and Lola.. he was sooo oohh sooo cuteeee...actually all of us was gorgeous that nite.. Niza, with his colorful shirt, Eddie, with his maroon shirt and scarf (nice pendant too), Farid with the Pn Sri Kebaya... well, she always gorgeous, so what else can I say.. Lin, sooo sweet in the orange color baju kurung.. nice materials, Zaida with her hair and top n bottom from Tom Abg Saufi.. sooo soooo cute.. and I love the dinner pouch.. Lola, with his hip hop style.. serious, lola, u look pretty than handsome.. and of course, our Rose.. her dress to kill.. memang a killer.. sampai mamat (God knows how he ended up there) kept staring at her boobs.. Poyo betull.. and Jack wearing suit.. oh..oh.. no comment.. hehehe.. so semua gorgeous.. just look at us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/all11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/all11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/all1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/320/all1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1073/1216/1600/diha%20n%20jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112294411314292882?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112294411314292882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112294411314292882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112294411314292882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112294411314292882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/08/kl-fashion-week.html' title='KL Fashion Week'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-112043927840379884</id><published>2005-07-04T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T18:07:58.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been a while since I wrote in here. Not really in the mood to write actually becoz of the elimination of Idayu from AF. Uwaaa.. I was really in the bad mood for the past few days last week. In fact, my 'ceria' mood was only came last friday. That bad, uh??.. It was. I was really into AF becoz of Idayu and now, when her name was announced last sat concert, I was devastated n dissappointed! Really, really dissappointed. I know..I know.. most of my friends said that I was too emotional, but I am! Mana tidaknye, when the best student n vocal was voted out becoz of these stupid voters didn't know how to vote n evaluate the real gem.. Oh well.. this is AF so anything can happen. Anyway, I have come to the term that Idayu is out from AF.. I just hope that some one - the composer willl notice her and give her a chance to come out with an album.. sayanglah kalau tak, coz she has the VOICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, last sat I went again to AF open concert (hahaah.. see.. kata tak nak watch AF dah, but here I was..).. We arrived there as early as 5.30 pm (concert started at 8.30pm).. Imagine how berkobar we all????!!!.. good thing that we arrived early coz we were able to find a nice sport to watch the concert. 4 of us went, Me, Farida, Yum and Anuar. Memang bessssstt sgt.. i think what made it more best was becoz of the ppl that I went with.. Memang giler2 besttt.. When we arrived at our sport, I heard someone calling me and there she was, Noor (jack's friend).. tak sangka sungguh. She came with her relatives from Ipoh. Yeap! They came all the way from Ipoh just to watch AF. Memang seronok tengok ramai org at konsert.. reminds me of my ol' time watching party in the park when I was in UK... ok, so we chit chat, drink and suddenly, Farid saw Jimmy of trek selebriti. I moaned again.. Why must he be there whenever I was there???? I don't want to be interviewed by Jimmy again after the last trek selebriti.. You know what he did to me??? last concert he interviewed me and first word that came out from his mouth when he saw me was 'Eh Makcik!!" EEEiiikkkk!!!!!!!!!!!! How dare him to call me makcik?????!!! Of all words, Makcik yang terkeluar???? eiiii and u know what? They catched that moment and show it on last fri trek selebriti.. soooo Semua org tau la the incident.. The best part was, my name appeared on my sister in law when she was interviewed. How insulting!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay..okay.. back to last sat AF open concert..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We waited and waited.. and memula tu org tak ramai but towards 7 pm, ppl started to crowd the place. Those late comers buat muka selamba and started to sit wherever they can. Eiii.. geram betul.. Dah tau lambat, buat la cara lambat.. anyway, I was hopping to see idayu but unfortunately, she was sitting somewhere inside the pagar area.. Nvm lah.. I just enjoy the show.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The show started on time with Aznil opening the ceremony. I was glad that Aznil the host and cannot imagine if someelse took over the show..He is really good..so, the judges were Kudsiah Kahar, Mamat Khalid and Ning Baizura. I wasa groaning already when I heard ning's name.. Why must her???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The show started with the performance as the sequence below:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Akma - Camar yang pulang - it was ok but soulless performance, I was getting bored towards the end of the song.. sayang.. such a nice song but empty performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Aidil - Senyuman ragamu - it was enjoyable performance. We (me, farid, nuar and yum) was clapping the hands all the way.. memang Best!!! and it think it was his performance so far.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Marsha - Bossanova - Marsha started to gain my attention. She looked soo lovely and sexy and seriously, I think she is the best performer so far. Her voice was sooo soothing.. and tak 'bising'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Amy - Antara anyir dan jakarta - I pity to those of shiela majid fans. Mesti menangis! bukan menangis gembira but menangis sedih n sakit hati. She flunked it. She was awful and sumbang! The only thing good abt her is her dress..sayang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5) Reza - Ala emak, kahwinkan aku - Enjoyable performance but with an arrogance attitude in it. Errkk.. sayang lah.. it was nice show but his attitude made me don't want to watch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6) Yazer - Takdir penentu segalanya - it was the worst performance by him. At the beginning he was good but when he reached the chorus, he started to struggle with the high note. I knew abt his limitation and he was trying really best.. Anyway, I still love him! hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7) Amylea - Hak milik kekal - Amylea was good actually.. the way she controlled the vocal while dancing. And she can dance man.. soo cute.. actually she got the quality to become a singer.. too bad, i don't like her attitude and character.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8) Ekin - Let's get loud - What is she singin? I cannot catched any of the words but it was fun to see her dance.. soo cute and reminded me of body step class.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9) Keifli - Berhenti mengharap - Bang!!!!! He pulled it off!!! He was magnificent! He was excellent!! Even kudsiah cried! Serious, unbelievable and brilliant performance by Keifli.. (i watched the diary and i know how he struggled to sing tis song.. so many obstacles and he managed to nail it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10) Mawi - Beautiful Maria - At first he captured my attention but when he started to sing faster than the beat.. that's it!!!! he dissappointed me.. Ermm.. and with all the fans around us.. Eeeeeeeeeii!! nyampahnyeee.. He is overrated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11) Felix - Hari ini dan semalam - Well, Felix is an entertainer.. and he is versatile.. I respected his selambaness.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's all my comments.. will write later.. now, get back to work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-112043927840379884?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/112043927840379884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=112043927840379884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112043927840379884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/112043927840379884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/07/mundane.html' title='Mundane..'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-111991961660056539</id><published>2005-06-28T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T17:52:15.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What being a real friend means</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is a nice article I've read in the Sun today and I would like to keep as a reminder abt a real friend means:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DIVORCE may be happening more and more these days, but there's still somthing about it that shocks us when we hear that close friends are separating; and we say to ourselves: "I wish there were something I could do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's very easy for us to be so overwhelmed by our friends' problems that we simply ignore them. We don't know what to say, so we say nothing, and we leave these lonely people to their private pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Or else we join the chorus of people who offer simplistic solutions and fail to address the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"It never was meant to be," some may say. Or, "You'll be better off without him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And yet, survey after survey confirms the fact that couples in crisis will hint of their pain to friends long before seeking professional help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And when friends do come alongside the troubled couple, sometimes a marriage could be saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A man can meet with another man for lunch and talk about his marriage, and offer encouragement and support during the hard times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A woman can get together with another wife to be a sounding board and a listening ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A couple can offer to watch the children for a weekend so their friends can get away for a romantic time together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's so much we can do to shore up a quaking, wounded relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The key is to watch for signs of trouble and then sensitively offer encouragement and love. That's what being real friends is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-111991961660056539?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/111991961660056539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=111991961660056539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111991961660056539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111991961660056539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/06/what-being-real-friend-means.html' title='What being a real friend means'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-111948810280252313</id><published>2005-06-23T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T17:55:02.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memori Bahagia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mengantuknye.. ngantuk..ngantuk.. Huarragghhhh!! Rasa tak puas aje tidur semalam. Maybe becoz of AF again. Last nite, stayed up late till 12.30 am just to watch AF diary and it wasn't a good diary. A bit boring though.. anyways, enuf of AF for a while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Today I want to write about one of my favourite Malay song sang by my favourite AF1 contestant - Sahri. Before that, here is the lyrics:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sayup ku terdengar suaramu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Memangilku sedar dari lena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mimpi yang terindah bersamamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Umpama tiada ungkapan perpisahan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mungkin harapan yang telah terbina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Seakan pudar warnanya saat sekian lamanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bila kau ucapkan air mata ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Membasahi pipi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mampukah ku alunkan semua tawamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Menjadi melodi menemani diriku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dapatkah kita memahami jalinan suci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Apakah ertinya kasih sayang ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Berikanlah masa untuk difikirkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Apa yang terbaik bagi meneruskan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Percintaan ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yang terpendam di jiwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dikaulah kejora yang menerangi hatiku kala sepi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Termenungku sendiri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Maafkanlah sekiranya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kesilapan ku yang dulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Menyentuh kalbumu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kenangkanlah memori bahagia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kau dan aku seiring berpimpinan tangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mengukir senyuman saling merasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dan merindu bila bertemu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The first time I listened to this song, his voice has captured my heart. So soulful and 'mendayu-dayu' and like Yum said - Lunak n merdu.. without wasting time, I went to search for his cd but unfortunately it his first single so only exist in compilation CD. Without so much thought, I bought that CD and kept playing for track 7 which is this song. Ahhhh.. soo crazy abt him, am I? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;That day, thanks to my beloved friend, yum, I managed to get a ticket to this one concert by Astro called Misi suara hati 2 and guess what? Sahri was one of the lead performer that nite! Ohhh what a nite! I cannot describe how I felt at that when I first heard he performed live - mixture of feelings actually, sad, touched, happy, excited.. tapi yang pastinya, Eddy (who is one of my favourite friend) nearly deaf because of me.. hahahaah.. I felt like I am a teenager again! Ohhh what a nite! Superb performance by Sahri! Good for him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-111948810280252313?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/111948810280252313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=111948810280252313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111948810280252313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111948810280252313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/06/memori-bahagia.html' title='Memori Bahagia'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-111931524078906879</id><published>2005-06-21T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T17:54:00.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another misery?</title><content type='html'>Another 3 days to weekend!.. aaaahhh.. still a long way to go.. why can't everyday is a weekend? how I envy those who don't have to work. Can wake up late in the morning, don't have to rush to go to work, no need to face unpleasant faces in the office and the worst is to stand the long working hours trying to finish the neverending workload.. Sighhhh... that's part of life.. I, for one, must work coz I am basically is living on my salary.. no salary, no outing, no movie.. NO LIFE!.. :-( .. oh well, it's still early in the morning to whine, but I can't help it.. You know, whining is part of good mind and soul exercise.. hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last nite slept late again becoz of AF. Watched diary AF with my mum and bro. My mum sanggup tidur dulu and woke up later to watch AF with me. Actually I am glad AF show is around coz my relationship with my mum has improved coz we shared the same interest. In fact, my mum is soooo understanding with my interest in this that she has no objection of me going to watch the live concert. That's a good thing abt AF, it brought a family closer. In fact, if I don't go to watch live concert, I wil stay at home on sat nite to watch AF with my whole family.. Even my dad will also stuck with us to watch it (but need give full explanation of who's in and not laaa).. and brothers and sister too.. Luckily I have parents who are supportive with my interest in entertainment.. kalu tidak, menangis tak berlagu la I nie..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-111931524078906879?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/111931524078906879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=111931524078906879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111931524078906879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111931524078906879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/06/another-day-another-misery.html' title='Another day, another misery?'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-111922982611328916</id><published>2005-06-20T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T18:20:21.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blueeessss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Monday Blueeeessss... Ohhh.. how I hate Monday! It seems that there were no weekends. Suddenly Monday is here.. well, time flies fast.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My weekend was great! It would be greater if I got the ticket for AF last week concert. Sayangnya, my cuz said last min that he was unable to get the ticket for me. So go back to plan B which is stay at home and watch with my family. It was fun..fun.. and I would say the best concert so far. The best part was Yan (my best friend) was in town. She stop over at my house before continuing her journey to North, back to her college. It was really a good show performed by all the AF students. I dunno how to give a review but somehow, I must start somewhere. Here are some reviews from my point of view (i will try not to be too bias):-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Marsha:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't really like her show. Her voice was lacked of power and it seems that it is stucked somewhere inside. The one that she is good at is seducing the camera/audience with her 'menggoda' looks.. she kept giving the sexy juicy style.. one thing for sure, Marsha doesn't sell her voice but her body.. :-(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Aidil:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, suprisingly, he managed to catch my attention. With his look and the type of song and melody, the performance went well. He can carry the song well but he still needs to improve his vocal. And he looked sooo handsome that nite.. sooo like orang lama... If only he wore songkok with complete baju melayu (ala P ramlee), it will create more impact to the audience..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amy:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I like her dancing. Respected her in that area coz she managed to get the movement (even though a bit stiff), but, her stares.. look soooo stupid and funny.. she kept lowering her eyes and becoz of that, she cannot throw her voice out. I can only hear Asmaradana and the rest of the lyrics gone with her dance.. anyway, i like her outfit and she looked gorgeous that nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Reza:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He is too much.. Soo perasan that he is the Peterpan.. Ohh puhhhllleeeessseeeee!! his voice is flat. no feeling. so lifeless... It is a nice song, unfortunately he carried it soo bad that i wanted to hit him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yazer:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bo bice of malaysia!!!! He looked sooooooo handsome apart from hillarious outfit (even aznil commented that he wore like an incredible hulk!).. hahahaha.. kesian lah.. I think the fashion stylist should pay more attention to his selection of wardrobe to be wore.. kesian sungguh. Tapi performance dia tidak mengecewakan. At first, he sounded like M nasir masa muda (but Sifu's voice is moooreee manly, macho and deeper).. I reallly like that song and the way he sang it. It touched my heart and I can see that he sang from his heart.. if only he can sing louder.. somehow or rather, i felt that he is a bit afraid to give more to the song.. Maybe becoz it's the sifu's song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kefli:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was a fun perfomance! Cute but the vocal is out, out out!.. I like the part that they (some of the students) carried Kefli to the end of the stage and then throw him before he was catched by the rest of the students. soo cute.. He is small, so no wonder they can do it.. Imagine it is Fuad who has to do that stunt.. hahahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Amylea:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I like everything about her. Her performance, vocals, kira semua lah. At first, i was really worried whether she can carry that song or not, and she surprises me.. she's done it! in her own style. Tak sangka sungguh.. I agree with aznil - kecil-kecil cili padi! and i know that she had a very stressful weak with all the comments abt "semua budak laki tak suka kat kau" thingy, she managed to put that issue behind and give a very powerful performance that nite. I am really proud of her. So far, i think she is the most consistent student..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fuad:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;He sang it well, even though a bit over acting. I think he is trying to get sympathy votes from the voters but it didn't went well... his expression like telling people to "keep me.. vote me.. i don;t want to be out in this concert" but i think some of the voters got the message wrong.. hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Akma:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Firstly, why la she must dress like org tak cukup akal? sayanggggg skali.. with her hair like that, doesn't suit with the song that she carried.. and then, with the fireboy.. arrgggghhh soo irritating and if u noticed, he actually tripped and nearly fall down on his face.. (i wish he would!.. hehehe soo evil of me).. and after that, he kept scratching somewhere near his 'anu'.. aiiyyyyoohh.. in front of the audience and camera somemore.. eeiii yulk!!!.. beoz of that, he managed to pull my concentration from Akma to his show.. arghhh.. kesiannn akma.. and i think CT song is not that easy to sing.. Akma is lacking of "lenggok lagu melayu asli" n it makes the song sound boringgg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Felix:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Actually, this is one of the anticipated perfomance that I've been waiting to watch since they first announced the lagu tugasan. U know why? I loveeeee this song. It's called memory bahagia by Sahri and if u listen to the song, u will fell in love with Sahri's voice.. Felix has tried his best to sing this song but I think this is not his type of song.. especially the high note and falsetto.. I was nearly shouting at him went he failed to nail it. Overall, good try.. (and it's proven that Sahri's voice is very powerful..Sayang that he doesn't have the complete package)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ekin:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't know how the original song is like but according to my mum and my close friend, she sang badly.. out of tune.. My mum bengang sgt coz that song is her song with my dad and the way Ekin sing it, made her wants to give some good lecture at her. Oh well, as for me, i think that her vocal is good but lack of vibrator and lenggok.. she looked cute though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mawi:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mawi..mawi.. finally, he is back! It was really entertaining performance.. With his selambaness and spastik attitude, he managed to pull us to him ( and i cannot seem to get of the song my head so far...).. If u noticed, u can detect the nasyid tune in this song.. hahaha.. lagu dangdut version nasyid.. but then, he really sing from his stomach!.. soo macho lah her voice.. cuma too lepas and not really have a control on his voice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Idayu:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Finally, the most anticipated performance..Actually, before her show started, i was reallly nervous.. I seriously hope that she can pull it off (especially after i heard in the diary that they have changed the beat of the song into Jazzy).. and she did! She did it welll!!! In fact, she made me like ning's song! God! I love her..love her..love her.. and I think she is the best performer that nite.. Seolah2 dia cuba nak kembalikan apa yang dia telah hilang since last concert. One thing for sure, she managed to pull most of the voters to her, Syabas!!! btw, she look pretty that nite.. hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Overall, it was a satisfying performance from all students.. I can wait to watch tonite's diary, to see who's get what for the lagu tugasan.. I wonder what would be Yazer or mawi reaction if one of them dapat lagu rap.. hahahaha.. okay folks, that's all for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-111922982611328916?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/111922982611328916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=111922982611328916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111922982611328916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111922982611328916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/06/monday-blueeessss.html' title='Monday Blueeessss'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-111896662999871024</id><published>2005-06-17T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T17:08:50.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I.F.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Frrrrriiidaaaaayyyyyy is here.. friday is here! Yeah! Yeah!... Time flies so fast and now we are at the end of the week. I love friday, do u know why? coz my office hours is shorter and normally I will meet my favourite instructor today. His name is Sean. He is kinda cute, a hunk.. why I like him is because he is the "shy, shy" type but underneath, he is the playboy.. hehehe.. anyway, he is my eye candy at the gym, not more than that. I don't think I will like him romantically coz I know the limit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;My sore throat is still there. Arrgghhh!! I hate this feeling.. and my voice is slowly diminishing.. Ohhh my God, what am I suppose to do when it is actually gone temporarily? How am I going to survive doing house chores without the sound of music (hehe... my singing voice).. or when I am driving? That's it! I have to do something before my next karaoke session. Ohh, btw, did I tell you that for the past few months, I have organised a monthly karaoke session among my close gym friends?? It was fun, really! Never thought that some of us have hidden talents. Even the most shy friend turned out to be the Diva when the right song was playing. Ha ha ha.. I miss that moment. Right now we stop for a while to give a chance for us to enjoy AF and also for some of us to recover our voices (that is me actually).. hehehe.. what i am very sure is that, once AF is gone, we will be back on the karaoke mood.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-111896662999871024?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/111896662999871024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=111896662999871024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111896662999871024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111896662999871024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/06/tgif.html' title='T.G.I.F.'/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-111889515552149414</id><published>2005-06-16T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T21:12:35.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I've decided to write in my favourite color.. which is BLUE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I think I'm going to have flu.. I hate to feel like this.. sore throat is the worse.. Arrgghhh!! and now i am having this "pekak telinga" thingy and my eyes started to blur.. Ohhh tidaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaakkkkk!! i think this is the result of not enough sleeps every nite.. The contributing factor is AF.. i think i am going to have the actual AF fever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;anyway, yesterday i received this cute email abt the kind of bird u are according to ur birth date. I am a raven???!!!!.. so ugly looking bird.. but the, the description is quite good. here it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25 Nov - 23 Dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raven&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always impressive, raven people are a tower of strength. They are more intelligent than their peers and are adept problem-solvers. They enjoy challenges are stimulated by wild and exposed places.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;okay waaaattt??.. heheeheh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-111889515552149414?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/111889515552149414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=111889515552149414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111889515552149414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111889515552149414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/06/ive-decided-to-write-in-my-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13707405.post-111888121704875222</id><published>2005-06-16T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T17:34:09.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally.. I have my own blog. I always like to read someelse's blog and it really fascinates me how these ppl can write and write and write.. now, it's my turn to tell stories.. ummm.. still not sure to write, after all this is my first time writing in here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, let me start with something.. Akademi Fantasia.. well that reality show is now the THING. Every where u go, u can listen ppl discussing abt it. Me included, office, gym, at home.. every where. I enjoyed watching it and my favourite is Idayu. she has a very powerful voice.. like yum said, lunak in her own way.. but, the problem with her is that she doesn't have the complete package.. yesssss... she is quite chubby and in Malaysia, it's very tough to be accepted in music market.. oh well, don't worry Idayu, u have this hard core fan of urs who will definitely support u till the end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13707405-111888121704875222?l=atreyu112.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/feeds/111888121704875222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13707405&amp;postID=111888121704875222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111888121704875222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13707405/posts/default/111888121704875222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atreyu112.blogspot.com/2005/06/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Atreyu112</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14251106989884974447</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
