<?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-3120036185995760332</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:27:20.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only God judge Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>197</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1440280201521380279</id><published>2010-07-04T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:27:29.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear sayang</title><content type='html'>yank coba kau&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jujur&lt;/span&gt; padaku&lt;br /&gt;yank foto siapa di dompetmu&lt;br /&gt;yank kok kamu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;diam&lt;/span&gt; membisu&lt;br /&gt;sayang&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jawab atau aku pergi &lt;/span&gt;sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak mau bicara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sebelum &lt;/span&gt;kau cerita semua&lt;br /&gt;apa maumu, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;siapa &lt;/span&gt;dirinya&lt;br /&gt;tak betah bila ada yang lain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jangan &lt;/span&gt;hubungi ku lagi&lt;br /&gt;ini bisa jadi yang terakhir&lt;br /&gt;aku ngerti kamu, kau &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tak &lt;/span&gt;ngerti aku&lt;br /&gt;sekarang atau tak selamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yank jangan kira ku &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tak &lt;/span&gt;tahu&lt;br /&gt;yank &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tak mudah&lt;/span&gt; kau bodohiku&lt;br /&gt;yank tolong dengarkanlah aku&lt;br /&gt;tapi sayang masih &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pantaskah &lt;/span&gt;kau ku panggil sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken from Wali Band - Yank&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1440280201521380279?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1440280201521380279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1440280201521380279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/07/dear-sayang.html' title='dear sayang'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4117640449202816957</id><published>2010-07-03T03:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T04:19:35.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby...</title><content type='html'>selama ini&lt;br /&gt;ku mengenali &lt;br /&gt;dirimu &lt;br /&gt;tapi ku tak pasti&lt;br /&gt;kita berdua&lt;br /&gt;yang hanya memahami&lt;br /&gt;tak mungkin kita akan akan bersama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are we an item?&lt;br /&gt;boy quit playing&lt;br /&gt;diriku bukannya bermain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tell me baby&lt;br /&gt;mungkin kau masih ada &lt;br /&gt;waktu kalau aku bersama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was like&lt;br /&gt;baby baby ohh&lt;br /&gt;baby baby noo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from: Caprice (Feat Ruby Jude) - Baby Cover Remix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau tuduh aku&lt;br /&gt;Tuduh aku selingkuh&lt;br /&gt;Sadarkah ucapanmu adalah doamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau tuduh aku&lt;br /&gt;Tuduh aku selingkuh&lt;br /&gt;Sadarkah tuduhanmu&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya yang ajariku ‘tuk selingkuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau tuduh aku&lt;br /&gt;Tuduh aku selingkuh&lt;br /&gt;Sadarkah ucapanmu adalah doamu&lt;br /&gt;Dan jangan kau tuduh aku&lt;br /&gt;Tuduh aku selingkuh&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya yang ajariku ‘tuk selingkuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff:&lt;br /&gt;Makanya kamu jangan sembarangan berkata&lt;br /&gt;Karena setiap kata adalah doa&lt;br /&gt;Inilah akibatnya kau sering menuduhku&lt;br /&gt;Inilah akibatnya kamu memojokkanku&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya aku selingkuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makanya kamu jangan sembarangan berkata&lt;br /&gt;Karena setiap kata adalah doa&lt;br /&gt;Inilah akibatnya kau sering menuduhku&lt;br /&gt;Inilah akibatnya kamu memojokkanku&lt;br /&gt;Inilah akibatnya kau sering menuduhku&lt;br /&gt;Inilah akibatnya kamu memojokkanku&lt;br /&gt;Akhirnya aku selingkuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from: Wali Band - Jangan Tuduh Aku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4117640449202816957?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4117640449202816957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4117640449202816957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby.html' title='baby...'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1238425900698468448</id><published>2010-06-20T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T14:43:56.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peace out</title><content type='html'>dibawah batu nisan kini kau tlah sandarkan&lt;br /&gt;kasih sayang kamu …… begitu dalam&lt;br /&gt;sungguh ku tak sanggup ini terjadi&lt;br /&gt;karna ku sangat cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inilah saat terakhirku melihat kamu&lt;br /&gt;jatuh air mataku menangis pilu&lt;br /&gt;hanya mampu ucapkan&lt;br /&gt;selamat jalan kasih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken frm: ST12 - Saat Terakhir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to be perfect for you&lt;br /&gt;to be the main person for you to be lying on&lt;br /&gt;whenever and wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but things didnt go as i imagined&lt;br /&gt;you changed yourself so drastically&lt;br /&gt;and forgot all the promises u gave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the promises&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the hope&lt;br /&gt;thanks for letting me fall &lt;br /&gt;without having any intention of loving me &lt;br /&gt;with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye my lover&lt;br /&gt;goodbye my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1238425900698468448?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1238425900698468448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1238425900698468448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/06/peace-out.html' title='peace out'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-7136654370856380555</id><published>2010-06-17T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T10:17:36.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comel</title><content type='html'>waweeee... comel cikgu tutor.. suke die.. name die farah.. i really hope shes really good like she says she is.. anyway.. this is my second class for today.. and im getting sleepier and sleepier.. god please help me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-7136654370856380555?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7136654370856380555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7136654370856380555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/06/comel.html' title='comel'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-857071841215238484</id><published>2010-05-19T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:21:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bes bes</title><content type='html'>arini... aku drpd pagi sampailah petang duk bejalan jer.. memula teman mama pegi beli ubat2an tuk along.. poor her.. she always had bad period pain. but wat to do.. she didnt noe bout epo till i recommended to her last night. its just supplimentary pills.. doesnt kill. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abuden.. teman mama gi mydin. damn pack lah that place. soooo memeningkan. seriously. mabok aku dibuatnye. i hate that place. not coz of the name or anything but i just don like a very busy place! yuck! plus.. everyone was like hysterical bile nampak ada parking space. weirdd...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed johan's nest. its not dat far anyway. but i just drove all the way there for mama to ukur meja. boleh x? xjauh plak nak g..... x sampai 10 min kowt!! afta dat, i had a text frm mar.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. dalam hati jelah.. xsaba gile2 ok nak jmpe die.. shes always been one of the person i'd really like to hang out if i go back malacca.. but den, shes here! in subang! weee!~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas lepak dgn die.. we finally said goodbye.. ade kot 3 hours plus.. xsedar pon masa berlalu. it happened so fast...! xsempat nak bemanja2... :"&gt; thanks for comin.. mar.. farah.. love y'all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-857071841215238484?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/857071841215238484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/857071841215238484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/05/bes-bes.html' title='bes bes'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4707244823518386968</id><published>2010-05-17T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:34:42.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sialan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kemungkinan tak ramai yang tengok program "semanis kurma" tapi.. aku suke program tu. banyak bende yang kita tak tau jadi tahu. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Se7en/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Se7en/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x0dgnZpzTVs/SNu3lV5FR6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/_XYOYdkf-iI/s320/semanis_kurma.JPG" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x0dgnZpzTVs/SNu3lV5FR6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/_XYOYdkf-iI/s320/semanis_kurma.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;minggu lepas aku terlepas tengok.. and its about "kekasihku suami orang" or something like dat.. aku tak heranlah sangat bout the title.. but apa yang tangkap perhatian aku was that particular forum in da metro sunday newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ade ke patut sorang pompuan marah.. just coz of ustazah said its wrong to take someone's else husband. ok.. lets put it that way. bukannye ustazah tu emotional sangat bout this stuff. but u have to be rasional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sanggupkah kamu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;berkongsi kasih&lt;/span&gt; dgn org lain? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. put aside all those fucking-gedik-style-way-of-saying "da jodo..." try to put urself in that person's wife's shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;rasenye mesti &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sakitkan hati&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or put urself as one of the children instead. i can guaranteed!! that u'll say.. "papa jahat.. " or "i'll hate guys for life" or like.. "papa bodoh..kejam..kesian mama"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me.. dah tetulis dlm al-quran. its already stated (kalau aku tak silap.. aku dgr ceramah laa...) that if a guy know himself (seseorang mesti noe himself better than anyone else rite?) cant be responsible to all or even be fair enuf to his first wife.. he must setia to one.. he must learn to love only one.. he must only married to one.. ape lagi yang tak pahamnye??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang paling senang to put this long story short... "men are borned with high strength.. women are borned with high level of emotional.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4707244823518386968?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4707244823518386968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4707244823518386968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/05/sialan.html' title='sialan.'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x0dgnZpzTVs/SNu3lV5FR6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/_XYOYdkf-iI/s72-c/semanis_kurma.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-444280544575032081</id><published>2010-05-12T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T19:02:00.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;letting &lt;/span&gt;myself out&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;keeping &lt;/span&gt;myself far&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;making &lt;/span&gt;you guys sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;friendship &lt;/span&gt;is our strength&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;friendship &lt;/span&gt;always there&lt;br /&gt;our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;friendship &lt;/span&gt;is the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;forgetting &lt;/span&gt;the dates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;forgetting &lt;/span&gt;the wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;forgetting &lt;/span&gt;what's the most important matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Diyana &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ching Sin&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;1437&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-444280544575032081?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/444280544575032081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/444280544575032081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry.'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6140163321871021575</id><published>2010-05-07T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T23:06:43.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn damn damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;for few weeks.. i didnt online just becoz of this stupid broadband!  (hope it cant listen.. jgn merajuk plak!).. i donno what happened.. but  it really bugged me when im online-ning and suddenly (puupp!) no device  found.. damn thats sooo frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den tetibe today.. i mula online in da kitchen while cuci kain.. line still dropping. urgh!! (fuck it! fuck it!).... tgh2 sedap dendangkan lagu.. battery plak low.. aisehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah cocok smua plug in da room.. something happened...&lt;br /&gt;miracle! (yey!) my internet is there... again! and i cant stop online now... Dem.. dem.. dem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6140163321871021575?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6140163321871021575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6140163321871021575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/05/damn-damn-damn.html' title='damn damn damn'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2065640465237949361</id><published>2010-04-29T06:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T06:48:17.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cinta ini membunuhku</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Kau membuat, ku  berantakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Kau membuat, ku tak karuan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau membuat, ku tak  berdaya.&lt;br /&gt;Kau menolak ku, acuhkan diri ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Bagaimana, caranya  untuk,&lt;br /&gt;meruntuhkan, kerasnya hati mu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Ku sadari, ku tak sempurna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku  tak seperti, yang kau inginkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;Kau hancurkan aku dengan sikap mu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tak  sadarkah kau telah menyakiti ku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelah hati ini meyakinkan mu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.anggrekbiru.com/"&gt;cinta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ini, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;membunuh&lt;/span&gt; ku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2065640465237949361?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2065640465237949361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2065640465237949361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/04/cinta-ini-membunuhku.html' title='cinta ini membunuhku'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5340954096206742336</id><published>2010-04-29T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T03:45:02.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lantak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;kawan kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;aku kalau bekwn.. mmg aku akan jage.. lagi2 kalau org tu dah lame dan dah banyak berkorban same2 ngan aku. kalau org sakitkan hati kwn aku, not only u deal with him/her but also me. kalau ko betul kenal aku, aku tayah nak explain lagi kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;aku dah ckp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikot janji. ko tanak dgr. ko ikot pale ko. bile dah kene kat btg hidung sndiri, ko yg sakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;aku dah ckp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau xde trust, smua tak jadi. ko tak trust die, tapi ko ingat die trust ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;aku dah ckp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once die dah rase kehilangan ko, die takkan ulang. tp ape ko buat? ko tuduh die mcm2 bende yg die tak buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;sayang... konon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;bile sayang, org tu buat apa pon mmg kita takkan kisah sgt. tp jgn naik tocang. fikir sblm ko buat. fikir sblm ko ckp. ko main ckp lepas, tak penah fikir hati dan perasaan org di sana. ko ingat die hape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;kalau ko syg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko takkan tuduh die bende2 yg die tak penah buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;kalau ko syg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko takkan kontek dan flirt dgn org lain stiap kali gaduh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;kalau ko syg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko tunjuk. bukannye ko ckp jek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;benci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ye. aku xkisah kalau ko benci aku. ko tuduh aku mcm2. nak pisahkan ko konon. aku nyesal sbb aku yg kenenkan ko dgn die. aku yg slalu pujuk die kembali kat sisi ko kalau gaduh. aku yg susah payah nak buat korang kekal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;bile ko dah senang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko maki aku senang lenang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;bile ko dah senang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko lupe ape yg aku dah korbankan tuk korang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;bile ko dah senang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ko tuduh aku mcm2 sedangkan bende tu dah terbukti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;terasa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak heran lah kalau nama aku naik lagi. sbb aku kenal ko sgt2. kalau x, xdelah ko jual nama mmbr aku pastu ko jilat balik kan? ye ko syg die.. tapi aku tak suke cara ko. die bukan doormat. die bukan tunggul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku mmg akan sentiasa ada tuk die whether u like it or not. sbb bile ko sakitkan hati die, ko lupe yg die takde sesapa. ko nak die gile? no man. ko buat ape ko nak. asalkan jgn sakitkan die. aku keja ko sampai lubang cacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ko nak maki aku.. ko nak marah aku.. silakan. asal ko ingat tugas ko. once ko dah jadi pasangan die, jage die elok2. jgn ulang mistakes ko dlu2. jgn ko samakan die dgn ex2 ko. die maybe nampak koto di luar tapi die chantek dr dlm. ko xpenah nampak sbb ko tak penah cube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5340954096206742336?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5340954096206742336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5340954096206742336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/04/lantak.html' title='lantak!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4833359933717761406</id><published>2010-04-03T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T02:15:44.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha. didnt expect those people read my post. terasa pulak tu. damn. seriously, if there's anyone out there.. terperasan or ter-"hurt" when u read my post.. please lah. jangan nak perasan. u can be mad at me if i really really stated ur particulars there.. e.g. ur name? or at least ur looks? but then, im not like u rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;im here to talk bout the new hawtie! Haha. smua but-ties cakap hes not dat cute lah. his suara not that nice lah. but who cares? his voice cute. his words are true. and most of all... he, justin bieber.. is my new favourite artist weh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the best part of all..!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hepi besday sayang..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i just cant believe that u are really exist in my life as u're the best thing that ever happened in my life. u're 23 now.. haha. u're getting older man.. but still as cool as the first time i laid my eyes on u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u'll have pleasant year.. panjang umo.. murah rezeki and i hope we'll be as happy as we are now.. and paint our way with colorful and beautiful rainbows.. together~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4833359933717761406?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4833359933717761406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4833359933717761406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/04/ngek.html' title='ngek'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1261523097235077448</id><published>2010-03-19T18:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T18:25:54.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bukan semua orang boleh terima kita seperti mana kita terima diri mereka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;mmg betul lah ape yg di perkatakan selama ni kan. tak smua orang boleh terima kita macam mana. kita jek boleh terima kelemahan dan kelebihan orang. semua benda kita buat untuk menjaga hati pihak lain. tapi pernah ke mereka menjaga hati kita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;why ey? yeah. people change. tapi on what reason? i've changed. thats true. but one thing for sure. i never doubt in what i do. i never doubt in any of my decision. and its fixed! especially in my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;fuck off. who ask for your opinion? why u have to mixed up friendship and ur personal problems? who are u to be pissed off let ur angerness to me. who am i? am i ur doll? am i ur puppet; follow ur rule.. follow ur style.. and cant speak any word other than "yes".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa? terasa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jangan terasa if u're not the one who creating problems with me. im a moderate person. i think i can be patience. but i have my own limits. dont blame me if my words really shoot through ur heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lama tak update. internet gila. hidup tak tentu arah. banyak hal, banyak problem. try to fix it. try to run from everything but failed to do so. stupid to do so. dont give me any comment on that. i learnt from my own mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1261523097235077448?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1261523097235077448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1261523097235077448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/03/bukan-semua-orang-boleh-terima-kita.html' title='gile!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-3943683953216662618</id><published>2010-02-19T02:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T03:02:38.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yeah. like da title stated... i lost someone.. that i really trust.. matter of fact, im disappointed in him.. for all this while, i kept pushing all the rumors about him and telling people  about the good t aspects of having him as a friend but at last.. what i heard from the people around me were true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seribu kebaikan yang kita lakukan, orang tidak akan ingat. tapi, sekali kita buat kesilapan... orang akan sentiasa mencari kesalahan seterusnya untuk membenci kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i neither can decide nor give the right comment. im stuck in the middle. then it is true that im weak. i cant see the truth sampailah terkena kat batang hidung sendiri... kadang-kadang memang kita boleh trust seseorang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk membetulkan keadaan, i dont think its wrong to be true. but i know its wrong to break the trust. im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: take note babe. im sorry i doubted you before. now i can see the real him through you. thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-3943683953216662618?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/3943683953216662618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/3943683953216662618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/02/lost-someone.html' title='lost someone'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-467981580927165326</id><published>2010-01-30T03:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T04:47:03.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendship VS relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've been thinking on typing on this topic for quite some time. but i didnt get the enough details to i dunno... put here? haha. well.. i only type when i got the mood or its in the season u see.. so just wait and insyaAllah when i get the mood.. i'll type everything on. detailed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a'rite ladies n gentleman...&lt;br /&gt;todays topic is about friendship VS relationship. from this word.. this relationship and friendship word.. what can u conduct from them? will u be able to describe it very detail or just slightly like dat... *sambil petik jari* XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my point of view (eventhough u didnt ask for it. but since its my blog.. sukati aku lah nak taip yep..),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship is between two people in love. yes, they're friends too. but friendship, it has its own boundaries u see. relationship is when u feel secured.. loved.. cared.. everything.. additional with the butterfly in the stomach shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for friendship.. its someone u spend ur time with.. hang out.. share some enjoyful moment.. carefree mode.. but still it has boundaries. yes.. u would ask urself again and again.. what is naz saying man.. what type of boundaries a friendship has??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... u see.. as friends.. u have to understand ur friends' situation. what do i mean by that? ok.. when i was a single lady.. i have alot.. (really alot!!) of guy friends which have gfs... and every time i went out with them.. i'll make sure their gfs are around me.. or acknowledge it. why? i respect their relationship. and i wanna clear things up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as an ex, for instant.. eg.. u broke up with this boy.. its alrite to befriend back. its fine actually. coz friendship never dies u see. that is true. its proven okay? i have a friend that betahan from kindergarten till present. thats like 20-6 = 14 years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but u see. u have to make sure that u wont be stir up other people relationship as well.. the boy u broke up with.. has a new gurl.. u can befriend but not too much.. u have to respect it.. try to place urself in that gurl's shoes. wat would u feel.. wat would u think when u and him befriend closely back? sedikit sebanyak it would hurt that gurl's feelings don u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its NOT certainly a win-win situation.. but it would be a win-lose situation.. u win by stirring up their relationship.. thats for sure.. even if u dont have the intention to do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing is u take things slowly. its better if u get to know the gurl better first or even stand up to ur place and clear things up. yeah, that would help even if the gurl said its alrite. its proven that u respect their relationship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationship. dont let me start with that, please! haha. im kinda sleepy so i'll make this short. everyone would ask me the same question over and over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: how should i treat her/him to make sure she/he loves me like I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck the q. dont ask me man.. u should ask urself. how u wan her/him to treat u. try to put in her/his shoes before u do things.. before u think about something. i learnt my lessons. why cant u eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u're angry.. avoid harshfulness.. again i learnt my lessen through that. gentleness beautifies, harshfullness disfigures. think again.. over and over.. clear things up the way u want it to be. dont be a lion.. attack without using ur brain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u want him/her to trust u.. do the same thing first. if u're in a situation where she/he angry with u.. yeah.. u can pujuk her/him.. but first.. dont change the way u treating him.. again i learnt my lesson through this thing. wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its about experiences baby.. *loghat austin powers* so u have to think twice. in any WAY! just like the song from which band ah.. damn i forgot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho...  i gtg now. my eyes are closing without my permission rite now... hahaha! so chow lu babes~ read properly the things u asked my opinion about okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-467981580927165326?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/467981580927165326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/467981580927165326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/01/friendship-vs-relationship.html' title='friendship VS relationship'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5986016981168499292</id><published>2010-01-14T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T02:24:07.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not one of us without sins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;yeah. u're probably 99.9% right, zaf.. all of us have sins.. including me and u.. its not something we can argue about. its okay for people to say anything behind us but its TOTALLY NOT OKAY if they judge us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one, tak semua yang jahat is always dat evil. sometimes, they're the best of friends. two, kalau penah buat silap, doesnt mean we will repeat it. three, sukati lah aku nak buat ape.. its advisable if u people out there, do wat i do every now and then... which is.. lepas 2 kali aku tegur tak makan saman... jangan harap aku akan tegur lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god gives us mind to think what is right and wrong... kadang2 its OK to do the wrong things so that we can learn from mistake and continuing our life with new tricks.. kan lebih afdal if it goes that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang kalau dah tak suka,... they will find reason to hate it more.. for example.. my neighbour... ex-roomate.. and urm... anywho involved in this shit... they aint like me.. coz im like this thinking.. and whenever i did any small mistake.. even if i sneeze without closing my mouth.. they'll non-stop whispering and spread bad news bout me.. whats dat all about man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is a sin too.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak tegur salah.. tak tegur pon salah.. rase besalah pon ada. haih.. kesian beta kot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5986016981168499292?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5986016981168499292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5986016981168499292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-one-of-us-without-sins.html' title='not one of us without sins'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2078156856636455835</id><published>2010-01-09T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:31:12.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was really dark when i arrived here. Haha. Alrite... i admit it. It was kinda scary. Haha. But its alright. I’ll be staying here for the next 3 years anyway. Its too late to be thinking all those negative sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really tense okay... to see the boxes around my bed. Urghh.. can u be more neat?? Eventhough they are around 3-4 boxes more.. but i just finished packed the biggest one. Haha. I found back my comics.. my extra gloceries.. and the most suprisingly.. my diary! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i count rite... i bought that diary when i was form 3... haha.. kacau-ing Didi on the fon while packing her present in a very big lembu box with CS... it was right in front of me. Actually.. i don like diary.. seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, it contains all my feelings and all my scary...pathetic thoughts about my life. Which kinda equal with what i’m doing with this blog. But who cares? Two, people can use it against me. Yeah. I had an experience with bad-backstabbed-friend who took my diary and made it a joke. Three, if people read it... come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT IS CALLED AS SECRET AS NO ONE CAN READ THEM EXCEPT ME AND ONLY ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story.. when i opened that diary.. the very first thing i saw was a picture of ma mom. She was really cute with her garden hat.. with her big smiles.. and  weird-peace-hand-gosture! Haha.. yeah... i miss that moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That diary.. somehow brought back all the flashbacks.. the good... the bad.. the sweet and of course.. the disasters of my high-school life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading it.. i can see all those tear drops on the writing.. haha.. so i think i was crying when i wrote them rite? XD sad man... anyway, the writing always change. Depends on my mood and the story inside them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example... if the story was happy... and they were really clean and neat.. but if they were sad moments.. the betrayal.. the handwriting was soo ugly.. and alot of tear drops on them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i read them.. i felt something different. Something that changed my view... yeah.. my view of life.. haha. We are learning in this life especially when we did all those stupid mistakes rite? And suddenly.. poom... the funny part came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the friendship i was tense with.. weirdly still on.. and all those sweet and good friends i’ve had.. GONE! Haha... im not kidding here man.. they’re gone from my life dictionary..  sadly.. people do change. And sometimes dramatically.. till u feel like slapping them frequent times just to wake them up from those nightmares... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmg betul lah ape yg dikatakan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON’T EVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2078156856636455835?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2078156856636455835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2078156856636455835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/01/memoirs.html' title='Memoirs'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-3848215411475210340</id><published>2010-01-09T05:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T05:20:04.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the time is ticking. it's 5.15 in the morning and i havent sleep. damn. im soo sleepy yet i cant close my eyes coz they're painful. dang... they're red too! gee.. i put the eye drops countless times and still it doesnt work! urghhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoro is aunt jamaliah's majlis doa selamat. mama said, her 15/16-year-old son survived in an accident. fiuh! i know how painful can it be man.. but yeah.. we're invited. sadly papa cant attend it. he got a flight to fly.. i think its in afternoon.. yerp! afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later that evening, i'll be switching back to seri kembangan place for a nice romantic dinner. haha. lovin' it! XD&lt;br /&gt;oh! wait.. i forgot..&lt;br /&gt;there's still alot of stuff there! huaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! confirm i got to clean up everything and.. and.. susun them back to their own places... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-3848215411475210340?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/3848215411475210340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/3848215411475210340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/01/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-9068049674198129955</id><published>2010-01-06T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T21:03:33.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lappy oh lappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;lappy buat hal da other day. the keyboard, the mouse/touch pad... smua didnt work well.. pelik betul.. and then, all the viruses.. i dunno where the HELL they came from.. all of them pop out from every single file of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pastu i gave abg ady a call.. luckily he was free and wanted to help me. and yeah, he just came back from me house. he formatted the lappy.. and well... everything came back as normal... haha im so lucky my lappy still can be saved! unlike my old one.. haihz =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lappy actually should be Vista. but then, i asked that apek to downgraded it to be XP for i am so "expert" in that area.. and now, abg ady changed it back to Vista. coz he said, this lappy was built-in with Vista..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapelah kan lappy kuh...? everything went smooth anyway.. love u! muah muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-9068049674198129955?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/9068049674198129955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/9068049674198129955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/01/lappy-oh-lappy.html' title='lappy oh lappy'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-765835466614039120</id><published>2010-01-04T16:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T16:37:39.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malas.malas.malas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;im soo sorry. i didnt update bukan sebab tade cerita baru. there's tons of it. but i am soo lazy.. i dunno why. im just tired u see. all i do now is sleep.. and sleep and sleep again. kalau keluar pon, just watch cinema.. or eat.. or just to find some stuff. particular stuff. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot of writing down everything i learnt bout haji here. but i will put under another topic. haha. oh yea... im a Hajjah now. hahaha. its funny to think bout it.. but yeah... I AM! please don make fun of me. i still have my fist aites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout ma study ehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im officially budak degree.. in MIM.. please.. don ask me wat will i study coz i noe nothing about it. took it for the sake to be in Cyberjaya.. but i noe lah wats MIM stands for.. its urr... Media Innovation and Management. other than that, please don ask me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few times edi i went there just to cover up every particulars i need to noe bout my course. and yeah.. i havent complete all. i have this alpha certificate i wanted to take for months but they havent print it.. i donno whether thats true or not but yeah.. i can wait.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-765835466614039120?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/765835466614039120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/765835466614039120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2010/01/malasmalasmalas.html' title='malas.malas.malas.'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5343498080413293560</id><published>2009-11-09T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:08:04.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn dude~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;came back from beijing, disaster happened. mas tot its only her router was burst. but then, the power switch was a lightning victim too! haha. lol.. and so, she tried to save it. unfortunately, shes not dat smart. plus, the warranty confirm lah lambat kan even if u got the 1 to 1 thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame gile takde internet wireless..!! its kinda of driving me and her crazy.. coz usually we just online anywhere we wanted and just one click.. tara~~!! we're surfing~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FcXaArm6H-4/RyfJkYBhaeI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LoVDm6CdGeE/s320/stress%2Bcartoon.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now...&lt;br /&gt;if i wanted to play the internet or surf it.. i have to play with the mother comp. the main server! damn.. and the computer somehow became so slow! just like a small lil turtle dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to apply my leave of absence for this trimester and again, im stressed with the speed!! waghhh!! so i've decided. i just switch on the engine and vrooom!! am in the cc now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the time is up. got to go now. daaa!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5343498080413293560?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5343498080413293560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5343498080413293560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/11/damn-dude.html' title='damn dude~!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FcXaArm6H-4/RyfJkYBhaeI/AAAAAAAAAEE/LoVDm6CdGeE/s72-c/stress%2Bcartoon.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-7532842491889640954</id><published>2009-10-28T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:32:22.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;place to visit: beijing, china&lt;br /&gt;period: 5 days, 4 nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flight will be tomorrow night. eventhough im going there, im not sure that my mind is following me. haha. bet that it would stay here. with Mr Montel. haha XD but then, i'll be bringing his sweater... ngeee!!! &gt;///&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enuf bout that... hahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i cant wait to be there. everyone told me the same thing, "u're so lucky! that place is awesome!"... the place.. the things.. the walking and hiking.. and i hope the best thing is the pictures me and mas going to take! haha! lol. sure lawa seh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today mama, me and papa pegi jalan2 naik kete baby murano. haha. our new car.. please refer to my sis's website if u wanna noe what car is that.. haha c|:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boleh pulak gaduh2 dlm kete bout the functions inside that car. papa semangat gile nak bace the manual book.. swt! =.=" come on papa.. its not like we never had a new car b4.. hahaha geli hati tgk papa and mama duk gaduh2 dlm kete..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fes, we went to kemuning. den puchong. den usj 7.. but the thing which captures my attention is the minyak level. damn.. just turun satu batang! haha.. i tot it would makan minyak like my car. but i admit.. i was wrong! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuf said. have to go out for awhile. will update later...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-7532842491889640954?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7532842491889640954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7532842491889640954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/10/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow~'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-8552521702928628169</id><published>2009-10-26T10:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:04:48.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>motoGP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yesterday's agenda: motoGP 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;purpose: valentino rucci + spend time with Mr Montel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time: from morning - late evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuUMEGH-EOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9PZJvayJTys/s1600-h/DSC06284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuUMEGH-EOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9PZJvayJTys/s200/DSC06284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396732992976457954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fes thing first... had to take pic at his poster! hahaha :P&lt;br /&gt;well.. hes not really a good looking guy but he has the bakat rite?&lt;br /&gt;it was really tiring anyway.. but it was worth coz this was the first time i watched the real live motoGP competition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuUMwxvCldI/AAAAAAAAAPI/WTvc5q5RM9w/s1600-h/DSC06292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuUMwxvCldI/AAAAAAAAAPI/WTvc5q5RM9w/s200/DSC06292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396733760597300690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak saba lah sgt nak masuk.. come on.. try to imagine.. every step inside.. we'll take picture of ourselves! crazy isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;its called exciteD! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuUNQvbYwrI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/iiHfX-MkepE/s1600-h/DSC06530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuUNQvbYwrI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/iiHfX-MkepE/s200/DSC06530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396734309733810866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma Mr Montel!~&lt;br /&gt;we got front seat in the grandstand. its free seating but he managed to show us the best place to watch 3 dangerous corners and yeah.. i did watch accidents live! whooo!!~&lt;br /&gt;i counted and they were like 4 of them? haha! donno lah. scared to talk bout it. its too ganas weh! 18sg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuUNx7qb5vI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fUIaRbvhcIE/s1600-h/DSC07085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuUNx7qb5vI/AAAAAAAAAPY/fUIaRbvhcIE/s200/DSC07085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396734879953839858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day..&lt;br /&gt;the road was so jammed and keadaan menjadi kelam kalibut.&lt;br /&gt;everything Mr Montel has planned with me didnt work out. im sorry, sayang... mesti ada hikmah di sebaliknya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you for everything. i really had fun yesterday! =D it was the best experience i've had in years~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1437&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-8552521702928628169?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8552521702928628169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8552521702928628169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/10/motogp.html' title='motoGP'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuUMEGH-EOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9PZJvayJTys/s72-c/DSC06284.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1595921071474916157</id><published>2009-10-23T13:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:02:08.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;y is it so hard to gain something that people claimed as a happiness? y the good things always have all the stupid and disturbing obstacles? heh. people just cant get enough of it, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i admitted. there was once i felt i've been left by my own. thats y i did all those things to get u back. but den, lastly i accepted the fact that u're belong with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but y? u do noe how hard it is for me to fall in love. u do noe i had enough experiences that made me into this mess. u said that u love me but if u really care about me, let me go as i let u go. let me feel the real feeling of being love by someone i love just like u're having now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y cant u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never been so happy in my life since i met him. and im not planning to be with anyone else but him. maybe she was ur first but hes not my first. i had bad and countless past with men but i never met someone like him. who appreciates me the way i am. who love me being me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was the one who motivates me whenever im down. but who noes that? do u? should i tell u everything? even if i tell everything, would u understand? would u leave us alone? no, i dont noe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y u being so pathetic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y cant i feel everything that u felt? i have my own mind. n im not like u. so please, let me go and let me decide my own life. i can think for whats best for me and him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he maybe a workaholic but that workaholic has changed me the way i am now. and i really glad i met him for correcting me as i've always key-in my mind that all men are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuRw1NvW1zI/AAAAAAAAAOw/d3_U06uYRLM/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuRw1NvW1zI/AAAAAAAAAOw/d3_U06uYRLM/s200/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396562313020364594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are u happy by making me feel this way? are u done with ur revenge? are u done with ur thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought u would understand me better. would happy for me. but no! u dont! u felt as if its wrong for me to feel this way. for what? so that i wont feel loved just like u? stop being selfish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought u would back me up. so that i wont have to feel or face anything u had before when u started dating her. u asked me to be strong. but at the same time, u stabbed me indirectly. whats wrong with u anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe its hard. but please. u should understand me better. yes, i noe. u're just doing ur job. u're being protective.. but dont overdo it. its annoying. u're just being the person who did it to u.. dont u realize it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1595921071474916157?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1595921071474916157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1595921071474916157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-this.html' title='stop this!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SuRw1NvW1zI/AAAAAAAAAOw/d3_U06uYRLM/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-7619208285959709083</id><published>2009-10-16T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:48:04.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update report~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;pergh! lame gile tak update this blog. no wonder mas dah bising. haha. sory sory. i was too busy with my life. yelah kan.. name pon dah habis foundation.. hidup rase macam nak enjoy je. tak pikir ape dah. sampaikan results pon cam dah tak endah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but bile dah dekat ngan timing...hahaha.. dah mule cuak.. tangan mula gigil.. bepeluh2 nak bukak that results page. once open... wah! lulus! yeay! i survived!!~~ haaha!~ takyah duduk kat melaka tu lagi. tak payah stay rumah tu lagi.. tayah nak pandang mke2 yg sama kat dlm kelas lagi.. hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi gembira2 pon takley lame ouh.. i got to go to cyberjaya. uruskan my place there for degree. taking study leave for the whole first sem. uwaaaa!! i wanna be a degree student dude!~ tak saba pulak. haha! gedik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th october.. pegi china.. 19th november.. pegi haji.. huaaa!! takut! both of 'em...!! please somebody wake me up!!! im super duper scared!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-7619208285959709083?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7619208285959709083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7619208285959709083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-report.html' title='update report~'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-748020490832273493</id><published>2009-09-27T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T16:08:31.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sepi.tension.kecewa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sepi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no one in the house nomore&lt;br /&gt;feel more than empty in this life&lt;br /&gt;whatever i do&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt seems enough for u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tension&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam is coming&lt;br /&gt;not one of the pages uploaded in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 295px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KTndBb_OnoA/SYEv_4p44lI/AAAAAAAAATE/jSGpuCkoSr4/s400/20060507-happy-tree-friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind blank as ever&lt;br /&gt;as if its not mine anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kecewa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing can describe this feelings&lt;br /&gt;no one truly understand&lt;br /&gt;except for those who facing it through&lt;br /&gt;with or without me inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-748020490832273493?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/748020490832273493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/748020490832273493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/09/sepitensionkecewa.html' title='sepi.tension.kecewa'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KTndBb_OnoA/SYEv_4p44lI/AAAAAAAAATE/jSGpuCkoSr4/s72-c/20060507-happy-tree-friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-3188105029614937788</id><published>2009-09-17T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T07:36:27.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ku Ingin Kamu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demi semua yang aku jalani bersamamu&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin kau jadi milikku&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin kau disampingku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa dirimu ku&lt;br /&gt;Hanya manusia tanpa cinta&lt;br /&gt;Dan hanya dirimu yang bisa&lt;br /&gt;Membawa surga dalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin engkau menjadi milikku&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Menjagamu selama hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku kan berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kaulah yang kusayangi&lt;br /&gt;Ku akan setia disini&lt;br /&gt;Menemani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentuhanmu&lt;br /&gt;Bagaikan tangan sang dewi cinta&lt;br /&gt;Yang berhiaskan bunga asmara&lt;br /&gt;Dan membuatku tak kuasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin engkau menjadi milikku&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Menjagamu selama hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku kan berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kaulah yang kusayangi&lt;br /&gt;Ku akan setia disini&lt;br /&gt;Menemani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di setiap arung gerak&lt;br /&gt;Tersimpan di hati kecilku&lt;br /&gt;Bahwa dirimu terindah untukku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin engkau menjadi milikku&lt;br /&gt;Aku akan mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Menjagamu selama hidupku&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku kan berjanji&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kaulah yang kusayangi&lt;br /&gt;Ku akan setia disini&lt;br /&gt;Menemani...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama ku masih bisa bertahan&lt;br /&gt;Selama ku masih bisa bernafas&lt;br /&gt;Selama Tuhan masih mengizinkan&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin selalu menjagamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selama ku masih bisa bertahan&lt;br /&gt;Selama ku masih bisa bernafas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-3188105029614937788?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/3188105029614937788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/3188105029614937788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/09/romance.html' title='Romance'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5925210698112304209</id><published>2009-09-17T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:34:35.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;tunggu punye tunggu. tot of dining in piza hut.. but come on... tetibe tak pegi plak. bro said he wanted to go for the meeting coz its a combination of two moto clubs. takpelah. bukan harini rezeki kuh. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dalam kereta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;jojo nak rokok.. OMG! luckily i got small change. thats fine.. while waiting at the petronas's drive through.. sempat amik gamba! sunggoh cam-whore... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img33.imageshack.us/i/dsc02922bz.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/7876/dsc02922bz.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its been long time aku tak amik gamba camni.. hahaha its fun actually.. to do it &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;once in awhile&lt;/span&gt;.. wee!!~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5925210698112304209?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5925210698112304209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5925210698112304209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/09/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2504736034351462080</id><published>2009-09-15T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:32:37.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP: Patrick Swayze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;OMG! we lost another star. a star that would be remembered. a star that captured all the attention in "dirty dancing", "ghost" and other blockbuster movies. he, patrick swayze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patrick Swayze passed away peacefully today with family at his side after facing the challenges of his illness for the last 20 months," his publicist, Annett Wolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blogue.us/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/patrick-swayze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 341px; height: 423px;" src="http://papermag.com/blogs/Patrick%20Swayze.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hes hot. even when he grown old, he was my idol. especially in "dirty dancing 2:havana nights". his body moved just right with the music. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2504736034351462080?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2504736034351462080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2504736034351462080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/09/rip-patrick-swayze.html' title='RIP: Patrick Swayze'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6456358712382312310</id><published>2009-09-13T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T23:36:47.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>actually</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;theres many things to be written. but im too lazy.. too ill (cewah!) and too ____ to type it here. and so, i just make it sooo simple.. and let the pictures (even from other people's blog) to tell it. hahaha!! bapak lazy sial~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nauTVTOFyZo/SqqVz6WbZ-I/AAAAAAAAArc/0DXBc8GXj3M/s400/DSC02863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture taken in ikea kot... ke curve ekk.. haha along with my bro.. i was asked to hold that batang thingy but xsempat ok! haha XD so i just posed however i wan!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nauTVTOFyZo/SqqV0WyIa9I/AAAAAAAAArk/wS-8KBbkfDs/s400/DSC02864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa! just now she wasnt there. and now shes here! haha.. my rock kakak.. (lame kelamaan u'll look like my old self.. hahaa) go mas! go mas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 298px;" src="http://images.mas4638.multiply.com/image/1/photos/241/500x500/7/DSC02862.JPG?et=Jp8nHbjMhlzdSWk1Pi1U5w&amp;amp;nmid=282642095" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa was working and so, we together with johan's bud (cant remember her name)... but who wanna take the picture if we'all sitting together aites? hahaha XD thanks sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 569px;" src="http://chasness.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/last_house_on_the_left_2009.jpg?w=510&amp;amp;h=755" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;org kalau dah takde keje.. this is wat happened.. haha XD mas got a movie for us to watch but as u can see, its a horror + thriller.. so we shouted like no one's business during this show. i don think i can feel my legs either.. haha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;okay.. thats it for now. bed, now! haha.. tomoro i'll be having quiz. and i have to drive from subang to malacca fes... make story short.. bye bye now.. bye bye.. bye bye now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6456358712382312310?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6456358712382312310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6456358712382312310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/09/actually.html' title='actually'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nauTVTOFyZo/SqqVz6WbZ-I/AAAAAAAAArc/0DXBc8GXj3M/s72-c/DSC02863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2230281156895968568</id><published>2009-08-30T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T21:17:01.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahaks..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;oh my! i slept in my parents room again. ahaks! im addicted to it actually. plus, once i sleep in dat room.. i cant wake up. haha. its just like a drug, usee. a very very strong one too. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. i woke up ad i felt so bored! tried to find that old tape. mama has recorded a movie, "son of the mask"... but i couldnt find it and so.. i asked mas to download it and she found it! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that i cant get enuf of this movie. its so funny and hillarious weyh... haha :P even the baby and the dog talks! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wallpapers.gen.tr/wallpaperOnizlemeDosyalar/Liam_Falconer_in_Son_of_the_Mask_Wallpaper_8_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an old movie but i don mind.. haha i love it. and once i love it...! :P oh did i forget to tell u. i love the guy who play "Loki" hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2230281156895968568?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2230281156895968568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2230281156895968568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahaks.html' title='ahaks..'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-93075896900450444</id><published>2009-08-29T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:47:21.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmmm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haha. its shocking. really shocking.. i can wake up and stay up till morning. straight drive home back. reached home i think around 8.30am haha lol. mama still "racing" with papa on the bed so i don wanna disturb them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just landed on my sweet soft bed and ouh! wat a blast weyh! &lt;3 it! i missed it! and its already been 2 nights i slept in my parents room. tonight i'll be sleeping on my own bed again. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's agenda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johan's moto club had organised a trip to seremban. just a visit and derma to the anak2 yatim hse and also the old folks' home. i tot it would be a boring trip but i was wrong. it was fun, actually. really fun with all those laughs and chit-chating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started our journey at 2 something and all the waiting and watching and konvoy-ing...  we reached their house around 5..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sambil konvoy tu... my bro's bike got into an accident by his own pal. how sad is dat? but well everybody makes a silly mistakes. right? as long as no ones hurt.. its okay for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we break our fast at seri malaysia hotel in seremban. it was a small but a very clean hotel. i love it. i love the surrounding except the roadside outside. its too near and all those noises damn disturbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we straight go back home. oh how wonderful it is... but i still hungry..!! huaaghhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-93075896900450444?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/93075896900450444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/93075896900450444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/08/mmmmm.html' title='mmmmm....'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-8420568282796786309</id><published>2009-08-23T18:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T18:34:13.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life sux</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sorry for so long i've never update this blog. its not like im really busy (despite that i had, a lil) but then mostly because the internet is sux and also.. i have tons of personal problems. yeahh, u can put it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawan2 mmg ada mcm2 ragam kan? mostly bad ones, thats for sure... yg baik bleh kira gune jari je. yg back stabbers? pergh! ramai kot... tp smua nye hipokrit. pandai gle menipu. gle seh.. tension aku sbb xnampak dr mule2 sapa kawan dan sapa lawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yg mane rapat tu, mmglah rapat. tp dlm rapat2 pn, still wanna do shit wit me. mmg sakit hati hentak pale.. demmit! but deep inside, pergh.. saba naz.. saba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything in this life is like a roda. ape yg kite buat, kita dapat balik. correct onot? but den when we didnt do it.. ble org lain buat kat kita.. lame betul nk tgk pembalasan for 'em. life is not fair and everyone's not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmg tak puas hati sometimes.. kesabaran jelah yg stop me from yelling.. cursing.. hentaking pale on the wall.. OMG! this is so tense! can u just understand the situation how i wanna deal with all of these shit??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno when and where did i go wrong till i had to get these stuff. or is it just me thinking bout it all negativity? please, don answer that question. its not for answering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haihs... back to my old life again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-8420568282796786309?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8420568282796786309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8420568282796786309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-sux.html' title='life sux'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4668396816479361575</id><published>2009-08-06T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:37:47.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uhuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;everytime i listen to this song.. i would remember about u.. yeah.. u.. no one else but u.. i'll put the lyrics here then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alleycats - hingga akhir nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hingga akhir nanti&lt;br /&gt;kau tetap jadi pujaan walau seribu tahun&lt;br /&gt;walau seribu zaman kutetap menanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hingga akhir nanti kau saja idaman hati&lt;br /&gt;segala rasa cinta segala rasa sayang&lt;br /&gt;hanyalah untukmu&lt;br /&gt;hingga akhir nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulan takkan terang tanpa seri wajahmu&lt;br /&gt;hati takkan tenang tanpa kehadiranmu&lt;br /&gt;rindu dalam sepi rindu dalam mimpi&lt;br /&gt;kutetap menanti&lt;br /&gt;hingga akhir nanti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Datanglah kekasih datanglah padaku&lt;br /&gt;kesetiaan diriku janganlah kau ragu&lt;br /&gt;betapa kukasih betapa kurindu&lt;br /&gt;seandainya kau tahu benarnya cintaku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4668396816479361575?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4668396816479361575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4668396816479361575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/08/uhuk.html' title='uhuk'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1101806840844111405</id><published>2009-08-04T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:56:45.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tension!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;who do u think u are to judge me.. there was someone who made me pissed off. angry too much till i was exploded once again. kene bomb teros. serve him rite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h: slalu sakit sebab naz kurang senam ni...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck off! do u even noe my regular chores? activities? classes? no!&lt;br /&gt;hell yeah.. i noe im fat. but cube tengok kat kelas aku tu.. sapa yg slalu ponteng? the one who lazy to do all the work.. the one who lazy to do the chores.. all the slims!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assumption.. stupid assumption.. maybe thats y the doctor let me go earlier than i tot. everytime she opened her mouth, we ended up debating. stupid. motherfucker. aishhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout my business.. thats another bagero punye bende i have to think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot i made a good decision not to be the head of the group but it turns out that i was wrong! bile aku tak klua idea, im not IN the team.. bile aku kluakan idea, bukan org nak appreciate. they will change and change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lebih baik aku takyah kluakan idea langsung kan?? smua nak change kan? drpd sedap jadi the worst food ever. we'll see. budget profit.. budget profit.. tuh jek that everyone thinks of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madam once said, its okay to have loss. the main thing is how we make our business stable back and if our profit is not great, the experiences that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for wat i noe.. from now on.. im OFF! im tired of it! wateva other people nak buat.. sukati diorang...!!! aku dah tension!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1101806840844111405?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1101806840844111405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1101806840844111405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/08/tension.html' title='tension!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1165433954222463596</id><published>2009-07-29T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:57:51.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ho ho ho</title><content type='html'>hepi besday to u...&lt;br /&gt;hepi besday to u...&lt;br /&gt;hepi besday to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jojo&lt;/span&gt;...!!&lt;br /&gt;hepi besday to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hooo~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;today.. my bro genap masuk umo ke-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24&lt;/span&gt;.. kan jojo? hahaha LOL kesian die~~ sorry. cant help it. still have to call u by that name. kuang3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for me to come back this friday and we're going to rawk the house~ wee wee~ i got a gee gee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: im sorry for the craziness because i didnt get enough sleep; fact of that i studied accounting for the whole night and so.. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1165433954222463596?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1165433954222463596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1165433954222463596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/07/ho-ho-ho.html' title='ho ho ho'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4628296262388273895</id><published>2009-07-27T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:47:29.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;back to my old life again.&lt;br /&gt;always been bullied and pushed around just like a freakin toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always been the one who be by the side of the people i cherish.&lt;br /&gt;but when they are with the people they cherish,&lt;br /&gt;i am the one whom to blamed for every step that i made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; bad intention&lt;br /&gt;but the rumors will be around&lt;br /&gt;hitting me while im drowning in my own tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; to be myself?&lt;br /&gt;am i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt; to be nice?&lt;br /&gt;am i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrong &lt;/span&gt;to be good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4628296262388273895?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4628296262388273895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4628296262388273895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1368521372797067611</id><published>2009-07-23T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:43:01.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everlasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope that today&lt;br /&gt;And always&lt;br /&gt;The love I have for you&lt;br /&gt;Is reaching out&lt;br /&gt;And touching you&lt;br /&gt;Making your days&lt;br /&gt;A little brighter&lt;br /&gt;And your heart&lt;br /&gt;A little warmer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that today&lt;br /&gt;And always&lt;br /&gt;You are aware of how&lt;br /&gt;Special you are to me&lt;br /&gt;And how lucky I feel&lt;br /&gt;To have you in my life&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself&lt;br /&gt;Why I have been&lt;br /&gt;Blessed with someone&lt;br /&gt;So understanding&lt;br /&gt;And so caring…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it’s because&lt;br /&gt;I can truly appreciate you&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it’s because&lt;br /&gt;God knew&lt;br /&gt;I needed you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend,&lt;br /&gt;If I could give you&lt;br /&gt;One thing,&lt;br /&gt;I would give you&lt;br /&gt;Ability to see yourself&lt;br /&gt;As others see you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you should realize&lt;br /&gt;What a truly special&lt;br /&gt;Person you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we’re not together…&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t just our friendship,&lt;br /&gt;That I miss…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t the time we spent&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;Or the fun we had…&lt;br /&gt;I miss the trust and the&lt;br /&gt;Understanding,&lt;br /&gt;The giving and the sharing,&lt;br /&gt;The peaceful companionship,&lt;br /&gt;The silence and the noise&lt;br /&gt;Of us…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You dared me to think deeply,&lt;br /&gt;To feel honestly,&lt;br /&gt;To speak directly&lt;br /&gt;I discovered a great joy&lt;br /&gt;In trusting you&lt;br /&gt;With the knowledge&lt;br /&gt;You have of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a special person&lt;br /&gt;Of MY LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you just how&lt;br /&gt;Much your friendship means to me&lt;br /&gt;And I want to give you,&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday…&lt;br /&gt;The gift of my friendship and love.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t ever want to lose&lt;br /&gt;Touch with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once someone comes into my life,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t just let them slip away,&lt;br /&gt;I cannot accept that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are too important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I care… I will always care&lt;br /&gt;For best friends, I will always there&lt;br /&gt;People in my past are part of my life,&lt;br /&gt;Part of who I am,&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t want them to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping in touch is important to me…&lt;br /&gt;Enough to let me know that&lt;br /&gt;Although we don’t spend time together,&lt;br /&gt;We do share some of the same&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts and memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haha. this what happened if my old hobby stuck in my mind back again. damn i missed the good old days..&lt;br /&gt;i miss using these words.. tak kisah lah where or for what purpose kan.. enjoy reading but not copying ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1368521372797067611?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1368521372797067611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1368521372797067611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/07/everlasting.html' title='everlasting'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2813893468081248113</id><published>2009-07-21T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:35:06.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kuang3...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hepi besday to u...&lt;br /&gt;hepi besday to u...&lt;br /&gt;hepi besday to papa!!&lt;br /&gt;hepi besday to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pada tanggal 21 Julai 1955..&lt;br /&gt;papa lahir di dunia..&lt;br /&gt;dgn itu.. beta mendoakan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-! papa panjang umo&lt;br /&gt;-! papa murah rejeki&lt;br /&gt;-! papa makin encem&lt;br /&gt;-! papa makin kayo (don 4get to give me some)&lt;br /&gt;-! papa dpt tunaikan haji dgn baekk~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. im in the lab now. just did my presentation for website. haha. damn scary liao. they didnt noe who i am. coz afterall.. i am an extended student in this class. so i think wani and one of the chinese gurl are the two people who noes who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;my website is about car. ok? its weird for a gurl to do it, but i did. im crazy over it. make story short... all the eyes were on me. and naturally i was shaking. luckily my voice didnt show it dat way and teacher loved it. fiuhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;theres this gurl presenting now but her voice is like a  guy o.0 a big huge guy... relax man.. don be so fast! cant understand u!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2813893468081248113?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2813893468081248113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2813893468081248113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/07/kuang3.html' title='kuang3...'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-8408476229906280124</id><published>2009-07-20T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:09:33.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot woot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hahah sorry matt for stealing ur code status "woot woot".. its just dat i lost my words to write here and im chatting wit u so its automatically came out u see. hahaha lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celik tutup celik tutup.. its been 2 weeks and half since my last post here. gomenasai!! tade mase lahh *wink* quite busy with.. practically everything.. haha too much to be listed here and they're tooo private aites??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ok.. what happened to me lately...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to know a group of remarkable good frends.. yeah.. good ones i must say.. (jgn kembang kalau bace tp mmg real pon...) i never had such fun since i met u guys. really grateful bout it. main components; fiq, ashy &amp;amp; acap ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;update bout my health eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for a family day (ASNB department if im not mistaken lah).... as always, eri will make me as her babysitter. wherever i go, she will be behind me..following my steps.. even when i wanna do business, she wanted to join o.0 OMG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but shes soo cute. such an angel. so i cant resist for not hugging her 80% when she's with me. haha.. padan muke ko. sapa suh melekat kat aku?? im such a hugger.. awww *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don wan to participate in any of the games.. but nak amik hati punye pasal.. i took one of it. and i took the hardest and worst. its kinda of my big mistake.. but hey, i had fun...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the game: tarik the huge and not satisfying tali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tarik!!! lepas!! tarikk!!"&lt;br /&gt;skali lepas me and the geng smua terbang ke depan.. hahah the competitors were like half smaller den us but damn they're strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hands.. especially my hips.. are in painful!!! T___T&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole night with nadia last night and she was the one who was looking after me and my seksa hips..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly at midnite.. it struck again and i shouted, "waraghhhh!!!"&lt;br /&gt;she was like, "syyyhhh.... calm down... let me see"&lt;br /&gt;i was like... *blushed* "thank u...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the same occasion during my vacation in pd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres this macho guy...&lt;br /&gt;i don wan to write his name here eventhough i noe he never read it.. for allah's sake.. he doesnt even noe who am i..&lt;br /&gt;he was kinda dark but he got the malay looks.. its like, "pergh! lelaki melayu terakhir shial"&lt;br /&gt;yeahh.. kinda like dat.. but its not that great afterall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz after awhile.. i looked at him and i was like.. OMG.. hes like gay... or at least.. he looks like a player..&lt;br /&gt;tapi disbbkan his kinda dark.. farah and i labeled him as "the kampung playa!!"&lt;br /&gt;hahahahha he didnt won the karaoke competition and im glad for it coz his voice? i think his dad better.. hahahahhaha LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my presentation and works...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent finish. EVERYTHING! hahaha smua like 76% finished.. yg lelain tu... there's no need to noe lah..&lt;br /&gt;sesapa yg noe my style.. they will understand the occasion better.. hahaha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-8408476229906280124?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8408476229906280124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8408476229906280124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/07/woot-woot.html' title='woot woot!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5357420110301484166</id><published>2009-06-30T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T02:18:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o'o</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;woah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fes time wey. in da acc class, i can finally concentrate. eventho i had alot of attractions around me.. haha (no offense mar, kee shen and yi) it just that u guys make me laugh so loud.. poor the hangusian.. mdm tot they're the ones who making the big laugh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 215px;" src="http://www.speedysigns.com/images/decals/jpg/H/344/935.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i didnt get 100% wat she said. but i got the points. eventho i had to open up the books for times.. haha sory mdm. no hard feelings aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to ask her repeat it. but got a guy that really disturbing in dat class. cant remember his name. but hey, even if i noe,.. i wont put his name here. scared one of the readers is him. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is soo annoying. come on.. she hasnt finish her explanation.. y did u ask her question?? teros tebantut die nak explain ttg ape yg aku tak paham tau tak.. menyebok betul!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i just finished the work she gave. so damn happy about it. hope to do again. gambatei!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5357420110301484166?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5357420110301484166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5357420110301484166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/oo.html' title='o&apos;o'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5137118612223260925</id><published>2009-06-28T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:03:49.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unforgettable part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;continue from the 1st part....&lt;br /&gt;from johore, we went to pontian. my lil bro's place. damn i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;te!! tunggu akak k?? i'll see u soon babey!!&lt;br /&gt;hes soooo matured and kinda weird (?) rite now. he was just sitting beside me with no words comin out frm his mouth but only his glare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho..&lt;br /&gt;i was half sleepin in his house.. my impression cant be told in here.&lt;br /&gt;so just try imagine it eh?&lt;br /&gt;when along and her family wanted to go back, my mom, bro and lil bro went and sent them to the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 474px;" src="http://brainboosterplus.com/images/exhausted.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;me? cant climb down the stairs. its 4th floor wey.&lt;br /&gt;aku dahlah setengah mati.. hahaha. ate too much i think..&lt;br /&gt;den came the hating part again.. mls (My Life Sux)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that 'woman' told me that jet is takin her ijazah this year. who fuckin cares?&lt;br /&gt;shes seriously pissing me off dude&lt;br /&gt;as if im just playing around in this fuckin city&lt;br /&gt;am I? fuck U! i study my ass till cant remember the time for me to eat&lt;br /&gt;do u noe dat? no! u love to make it as if shes the best student afterall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes a completely as if a twin to my sister&lt;br /&gt;a genius&lt;br /&gt;so why do u have to compare wit me?&lt;br /&gt;im just a typical student who half-knowing all the chapters aite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my fault. i kept the grudge..&lt;br /&gt;im weak. i cant even fight her back. kept my mouth shut&lt;br /&gt;did my own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but den today..&lt;br /&gt;i was sooo rude.. to my mom. she asked me where jet will be takin the ijazah&lt;br /&gt;and i answered in some irritating way&lt;br /&gt;she was sad.. pissed off just like me last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came out from no where&lt;br /&gt;i meant i had no intention in hurting her feelings&lt;br /&gt;it just dat im soo jealous of her..&lt;br /&gt;since i was a kid, all the couz love to compare me with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 304px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2697455/2/istockphoto_2697455_dead_bird_with_flies_vector_300dpi_jpg_tif.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;shes the best in this, shes the best in that&lt;br /&gt;shes so cute..&lt;br /&gt;fuck off&lt;br /&gt;i noe my weakness. i noe where i stand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the people who love to compare me with her,&lt;br /&gt;do u noe ur own place to make a sound like dat?&lt;br /&gt;fub (Fuck U Bitches!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5137118612223260925?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5137118612223260925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5137118612223260925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/unforgettable-part-2.html' title='unforgettable part 2'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-7981676780318438575</id><published>2009-06-28T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T19:15:26.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unforgettable part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last friday..&lt;br /&gt;nadia and i went for branch in mcDonalds. OMG. dah lame gile tak makan ayam spicy... really make my tastebuds go wohooo again!! haha.. after that, we had no idea wat to do..&lt;br /&gt;and so, we went and stay over in nadia's house. its quiet but its comfortable. we talked bout soo many things dat i cant imagine... sambil main game die. pergh.. im addicted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom called. shes here in malacca. so i headed back to my house. stayed there like 10 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;den here they were! jojo and mama. standing at the sliding door. haha&lt;br /&gt;they shouted so many times but apparently i cant hear them..&lt;br /&gt;1st reason, the music was loud.&lt;br /&gt;2nd, i was in the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started journey later that evening. headed to rnr and had our tea together.&lt;br /&gt;the journey should be long but we still relax lah..&lt;br /&gt;first, jojo drove. but when he keeps on hangguking his head, i asked him to give in.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i won! i drove the car. from malacca highway.. straight to petronas near johore's highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was tiring, seriously!&lt;br /&gt;i can still feel it till now. 2 hours and plus plus weyh! first time in history i drove that long.&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome but it would be more nice if we were driving unser. more space and manual. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in johore, we were welcomed by along's family.&lt;br /&gt;they were really nice. cant remember that much how they were before that big fight..&lt;br /&gt;but past is past rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-7981676780318438575?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7981676780318438575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7981676780318438575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/unforgettable-part-1.html' title='unforgettable part 1'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-660178904003738409</id><published>2009-06-21T12:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T12:50:50.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updated news =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;last friday...&lt;br /&gt;i was so hungry. the time showed 11.38pm.. so, me, bro &amp;amp; sis went out for a supper. thinking and thinking... *cliCK* mcDonalds please... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we first went to ss15 but there were soooo many people there! the parkings full... haih.. poor us babey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second place we went is damansara~ lala.. its far but its empty! hoo! but then, the spicy chiken was not in stock..! why soo many people love it so much till whenever we wanna eat, they'll have no stock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've had mcChiken instead.. but the daging keras gile! my teeth felt as if they're coming out whenever i tried to bite it out! my sis changed at the counter but i hid my face.. malonyee... i never tot that they would change it for us! helooo~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went out for a night out after that. bb, times square compound.. bangsar.. bangi.. u named it! it was the longest wan i must say.. we went back at 4am.. fiuhh... but i was half-sleeping in the car anyway. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, i realized something. whenever my sis wanna do something wrong.. there would be a police car around.. and as usual, i freaked out! it was at night and in kl okay!! police there scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night.. what a kenyangful night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a movie. around 9.30pm in summit usj. title, +blood. originally from manga. i've heard bout it but i never took the opportunity to actually watch it. now, when it came to life.. i've watched it! yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 341px;" src="http://www.chucksanimeshrine.com/animeblog/uploaded_images/BloodTheLastVampire-758833.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome. i meant the actions. wow.. i never realized how ugly it would be to have a negro to be a vampire.. syish! damn ugly wey the looks.. can get nightmares for nights!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the main actress.. i fogot her name. but she was so cute. love the way she used the pedang! hoohh! damn scary anyway whenever she said the word... "go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew it that the mother would be the satan. it was predictable... cewah!! but the actress for the onigen.. wow! shes sooo beautiful T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after watched this movie, we went to have supper in puchong. my favourite char kuey teow!! hahah the actual price is rm3.. but i asked for extra. which would be rm4. haha. im satisfied with the food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but malangnye.. i was so full till i cant open my eyes when we're on our way back in the car. hahahahahhahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-660178904003738409?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/660178904003738409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/660178904003738409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/updated-news-d.html' title='updated news =D'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5217013456056573578</id><published>2009-06-19T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:18:59.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tense is around me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hahaha i didnt put it here just yet. but i wanna say it.. only once ok? i went for the second class for my acc class. and it turned out to be a tenseful class. the class was bored to death and she already moved to the second topic. cant help it but seriously need to have some other attention so dat i wont be sleeping.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of being happy-go-lucky like usual i did in previous sems... she asked me.. "would u like 2share the story wit us?".. OMG! with wat type of tones lahh u're using??!!! i may look like a very bad student but please mdm.. respect lah wey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 189px;" src="http://www.umich.edu/%7Eanime/images/aemotions-angry.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;that is sooooo tension weh!!! this is the impression i had in mind when she said that.. i answered, "nothing" but very slowly type.. i think she heard coz she jeling me as if she wanted to murder me at that moment! wahahahaha XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;that was the first tenseful situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 211px;" src="http://www.ruebritannia.co.uk/images/0041_police_autonomy.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its not a police i intend to kill but a nurse. yesh! a nurse!!! went for a check-up in tabung haji. im soo anxious to have my body medical checked! i saw this nurse... not an old lady lah. but in middle age i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was soo nice to this young boy; who is absolutely 20 yrs old. i saw his borang anyway. but den when my time has come, she never even smile. when she smiled.. its as if shes not sincere!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she put the cotton fulled with the alcohol at my arms.. brutally ok!! den she injected my arms with that needle WITHOUT ANY WARNING!! bukannye sbb kan inject i was sooo angry.. but den she was injecting at the place where she didnt sapu the cotton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u imagine how painful and how shocking i am??! i shouted but she said, "just a little".. WTF?! how do u feel if i put that needle into ur brain huh?! motha***** bi***... damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes lucky for i wanna go there with good purpose. if not, i'll be cursing there.. non stop... dammit!!!!!!!!!!!!! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that was the second tenseful situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5217013456056573578?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5217013456056573578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5217013456056573578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/tense-is-around-me.html' title='tense is around me'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4962608220515819702</id><published>2009-06-16T14:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T14:42:21.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by Cs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***********FOOD-OLOGY***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your salad dressing of choice?&lt;br /&gt;- with eggs and chilli sauce.. wat is it called?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;- ermmm that would be d-nangka, bkt katil, malacca XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What food could you eat for 2 weeks straight and not get sick of it?&lt;br /&gt;- nasi goreng mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your pizza toppings of choice?&lt;br /&gt;- absolutely cheese, tuna.. and big big chicken.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like to put on your toast?&lt;br /&gt;- susu~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********TECHNOLOGY***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many television sets are in your house?&lt;br /&gt;- 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color of cell phone do you have?&lt;br /&gt;- pink and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************BIOLOGY******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you right-handed or left-handed?&lt;br /&gt;- left-handed... but writting on right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;br /&gt;- my body?? ermm.. my sist (ketumbuhan) and also... are teeth considered??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last heavy item you lifted?&lt;br /&gt;- a bucket of onions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been knocked unconscious?&lt;br /&gt;- err... alot of times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************BULLCRAPOLOGY**************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?&lt;br /&gt;- no thanx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could change your name, what would you change it to?&lt;br /&gt;- to something exotic! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?&lt;br /&gt;- ermm... if its the LIFE sauce, i would. taste sweet rather than hot! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************DUMBOLOGY******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pairs of flip flops do you own?&lt;br /&gt;- 3 i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you had a run-in with the cops?&lt;br /&gt;- few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;- mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;- mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**************FAVORITOLOGY****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season?&lt;br /&gt;- autumn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday?&lt;br /&gt;- raya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day of the week?&lt;br /&gt;- saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month?&lt;br /&gt;- july!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********CURRENTOLOGY*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;- yeap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood?&lt;br /&gt;- tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;- BCL - Aku dan Dirimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching?&lt;br /&gt;- My Bloggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worrying about?&lt;br /&gt;- results T_____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************RANDOMOLOGY*****************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First place you went this morning?&lt;br /&gt;- kitchen. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;- dirty dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;- yeap. sure lah. sedakah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do you always answer your phone?&lt;br /&gt;- not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) It's four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it?&lt;br /&gt;- alot of ppl.. random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you could change your eye color what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- totally 90% white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?&lt;br /&gt;- err.. where is that again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you own a digital camera?&lt;br /&gt;- not yet. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Have you ever had a pet fish?&lt;br /&gt;- alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;- chipmunks song. i fogot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What's on your wish list for your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;- i have no ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Can you do push ups?&lt;br /&gt;- who do u think u talking to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Can you do a chin up?&lt;br /&gt;- ape tuh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Does the future make you more nervous or excited?&lt;br /&gt;- more clumsy adelah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have any saved texts?&lt;br /&gt;- lazy to save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Ever been in a car wreck?&lt;br /&gt;- alot! ahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you have an accent?&lt;br /&gt;- yeap.. chinese... haihhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What is the last song to make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;- ryan cabrera - true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Plans tonight?&lt;br /&gt;- dont wanna sleep..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom?&lt;br /&gt;- errr... no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Name 3 things you bought in the last week&lt;br /&gt;- sayor... ikan.. ayam!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Have you ever been given roses?&lt;br /&gt;- yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Current worry?&lt;br /&gt;- kain baju tak kering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Current hate right now?&lt;br /&gt;- my speakers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Met someone who changed your life?&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) How did you bring in the New Year!&lt;br /&gt;sleeping in the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24)What song represents you now?&lt;br /&gt;Follow Me by Uncle Kraker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Name three people who might complete this?&lt;br /&gt;Diyana, Mas and Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) What were you doing at 12 AM last night&lt;br /&gt;tegolek atas katil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;lazynyee nak gi kelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4962608220515819702?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4962608220515819702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4962608220515819702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-cs_16.html' title='tagged by Cs'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2044236315784052357</id><published>2009-06-16T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T13:16:29.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;fes thing in the morning; bath lah wey! haha takkan tu pon tatau kot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after i reached the campus, 1 stop centre (or wateva it is) the first place i went. haha. kantoi plak dgn kakak tu yg aku penah kene saman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a: nurnazura?&lt;br /&gt;n: yerp...&lt;br /&gt;a: penah kene saman ek?&lt;br /&gt;n: haa..... ngeeeeee =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily alia paid for me edi few weeks ago. if not, i cant apply for another car sticker. hishh. tuh pon nak kira teruk. wtf??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den the second place i went is ps! yerpp.. i wanted to find top-up for digi. boleh x i went like 3 DIFFERENT SHOPS!! and there arent one!! damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i saw a male sitting beside the clinic. hes neither handsome or smart, but he seriously caught my eye. he looks like hes lost but at the same time, his eyes really beautiful. is this a crush? OMG! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://www.templates.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/dragon-in-love-by-toosh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i called monique. tot of going out for lunch with her. the timing like 11.45am. haih.. she was busy. nvm, i'll find anotha company. besemangat nih nak gi kelas. sekali when i reached there, i feel like kicking the door and destroyed the class. there's a notice written there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"PBU 0015 - intro to buss management. class will be starting in week 2"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;huaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!! buat penat jek gi kelas!!!!! huaghhh!!!!!!! *transformmmmm become hulk!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called pacek f. asked him out for lunch. lucky hes free. at least i have company to have my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anywho... im back in the house and i saw the dvd cs lend me b4. "dirty dancing"...&lt;br /&gt;last night i watched it and it made me became a hyper! hahaha. i am seriously gonna take spanish as my third language! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out!! heres the main actor and im stuck with him!! pleaseeeee let me have someone like him!! XD hahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 303px; height: 412px;" src="http://ishikawatakuya.com/image/Diego%20Luna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;diego luna.... im struckk by ur sexinesss!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2044236315784052357?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2044236315784052357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2044236315784052357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/huh.html' title='huh!!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-151514639022098809</id><published>2009-06-15T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:16:13.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fes class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;fes class: accounting 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;time: 2-4 PM&lt;br /&gt;duration: less than 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;person in charge: mdm cant-remember-the-name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 360px;" src="http://fataldelay.com/Cartoons/Tension.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;went inside the class... all that i can see are the faces from my previous acc 1 class. oh hoo.. and the list.. i think 90% my previous classmates. but none of them came. ceitt.. tak besemangat betul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited.. and waited.. there she comes.. a cute lil lady with a long tudung. huh! isnt it hot outside? hahaha (naz! tak baik ejek org) when she started to talk, alamak! this is a problem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem: her voice is slower.. no! less volume than my english teacher's.&lt;br /&gt;the most tension part: my eyes are getting smaller.. krrooihhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so.. there goes my first class. tak sampai 10 minutes but then she dah sediakan assignments! hooohh!! damn cruel this life.. bukan senang nak senang.. haihhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-151514639022098809?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/151514639022098809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/151514639022098809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/fes-class.html' title='fes class'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1600027498168982813</id><published>2009-06-15T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T12:59:37.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huaghhhhH!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fes day of the new last sem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.comunic.ro/images/productimage/1157453993a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is my new motto pixtaaa! i'll whip all the subjects off and make sure i'll succeed more! hoooo!! &lt;-- otak dah mereng...  this blog updated.. thanks to my bro who is anxious and over-excited for wat i will post here. but hey, i still post. its just dat i'm lazy. plus, the internet is off once i return this celcom broadband to kjannah. haih.. poor me! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arrived here last saturday. should be on friday. but i was really sick (kinda of lah) den we changed plan. once we arrived, start the cleaning activities.. fuhh..! lawa rumah kuh jadinyaa.. tapi i lazy to put it here. so, if u wanna see it.. please come over aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was the worst. usually i have someone to talk, or shout or laugh out loud like a mad fella. but not last night. it was sooo quiet till i can hear the cengkerik outside garuk its butt. damn its boring and hot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up in the morning with my eyes covered by my hair.. i went to the toilet and again, my lips koyak. haha. salah pusing, my braces cocok my lips again. haih.. tape! demi gigi cantek!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go back again this wednesday. hope my medical chekcup would turn out to be just fine. haih. wish me all the best! =D ngeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, did i post it already? haha. i cooked today. the same dish my mom usually cooked. asparagus.. nyum3.. don u look at me like dat ok! i can cook! but most of the time im lazy. but i have not enuf money edi. too much enjoy (serve me right.. i noe!) and so, i cooked and i ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards.. two oclock.. my fes class. accounting 2. pleaseee! i hope my previous teacher is teaching me. shes the best!! i lurve the way u taught us madam!! muax!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1600027498168982813?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1600027498168982813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1600027498168982813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/huaghhhhh.html' title='huaghhhhH!!!!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1255920718649175504</id><published>2009-06-06T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:38:00.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a hell of a day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SiqJsoYqnRI/AAAAAAAAANg/hQ6D2EwOHoo/s1600-h/090606_170415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SiqJsoYqnRI/AAAAAAAAANg/hQ6D2EwOHoo/s200/090606_170415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344235307676638482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;haha. as u can see here, this is chingsin's birthday present from me and dear diyana =) but i cant put the price here eventhough i noe cs wont be reading it. haha. its a top secret u see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but den, i started journey to di's house around 12 sth. but come on... im not sure where am i going!?? its agak far away from my house. like 30 mins far... but its okay for me. thinking bout lepaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den, came that idea of buying cs's present. coz both of us cant really spend time with her yet. shes busy wit her stpm stuff.. haih.. gudluck to u gurl! go go chingsin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out wit those two and u noe how loud can we be? haha its sooo loud till everyone was looking at us like a pair of freaks-show! we were looking at those clothes.. damn they're beautiful and hot! but we found this! yes, this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the freaking tengkorak red-color sweater~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1255920718649175504?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1255920718649175504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1255920718649175504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/hell-of-day.html' title='a hell of a day'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SiqJsoYqnRI/AAAAAAAAANg/hQ6D2EwOHoo/s72-c/090606_170415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1736949672189483526</id><published>2009-06-06T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:06:14.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>siyes ngantuk.. tapi mata takley nak tido..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anxious bout tomoro but scared at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;hope everything would be fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramai orang, banyak ragam.&lt;br /&gt;banyak ragam, masalah timbul.&lt;br /&gt;masalah timbul, hati sakit.&lt;br /&gt;makan hati, akal gile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pe la nasib...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1736949672189483526?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1736949672189483526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1736949672189483526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-690419979724044799</id><published>2009-06-03T02:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T02:18:09.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short seems long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's been long time since i've heard news frm my frends and suddenly, kebom!! everybody's contacting me. its not shocking but its wonderful. at least i've realized. there's still some frends that remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some time yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f: yalah! so long never see u!&lt;br /&gt;n: miss me izzit??&lt;br /&gt;f: haha.. yeah, alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z: naz! jmpe tauu!&lt;br /&gt;n: yea yea! dtg jek.. i'll drive ;)&lt;br /&gt;z: yey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j: u said when u're back in usj, u'll text?&lt;br /&gt;n: i will ;)&lt;br /&gt;j: be sure about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ekekekekekkee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: i miss u gurl!&lt;br /&gt;d: i noe..! we'll hang out together aites??&lt;br /&gt;n: sure thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im happy... i hope it'll last. wat i heard before from my seniors were true.. long distance friends last longer than closer. and they are true... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-690419979724044799?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/690419979724044799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/690419979724044799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/short-seems-long.html' title='short seems long'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-7402800788888362062</id><published>2009-06-03T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:12:18.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;speechless,&lt;br /&gt;when you're around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words,&lt;br /&gt;undefined when you're in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;when our heart be as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1437.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-7402800788888362062?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7402800788888362062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7402800788888362062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/untitled.html' title='untitled.'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1707064855434274000</id><published>2009-06-01T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:46:13.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired!</title><content type='html'>cant feel my own feet. papa bulied me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: come on! move it!&lt;br /&gt;N: huh?? *open up an eye and yawn again*&lt;br /&gt;P: lets go jogg!!&lt;br /&gt;N: huh??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, papa said something that made me "unsleepy"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P: im going to do 7. and u're going to do 5..&lt;br /&gt;N: erm....&lt;br /&gt;N: woahh! wat a minute! 5 wat??&lt;br /&gt;P: rounds!!! come come *smilee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit... im so tired. feel as if my feet arent mine anymore... huaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;not becoz only of jogg too much... but also i had to follow them to monthly shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at fes, we went for tesco shah alam. am i amazed! its been so long i never been there. and i feel so relax. i donno why. i love to go such places...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, we went for carrefour for lunch. oh my god! mama bought me 5 pair of baju kurung!!! beautiful ones i must say. total = rm360 but the style = speechless! they are so beautiful and so needly done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i bought my shampoo. haaa.. at last, i found my own brand of shampoo. just nice for my hair. hope it'll turn out to be just fine... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1707064855434274000?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1707064855434274000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1707064855434274000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/06/tired.html' title='tired!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6769747602945145990</id><published>2009-05-31T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:51:09.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huaaaaghhhhh</title><content type='html'>its not my fault!!!&lt;br /&gt;its an old story that has been told over and over!!&lt;br /&gt;y am i to blamed??&lt;br /&gt;y am i to be mad at??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6769747602945145990?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6769747602945145990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6769747602945145990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/05/huaaaaghhhhh.html' title='huaaaaghhhhh'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2198298602300132608</id><published>2009-05-31T18:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:00:47.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Review Listings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;theres alloooottt of movie i've watched. and im not pretty sure which one to talk about but... hey... i still gonna write about it.. but please give me some time to type it real slow.. and here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 430px;" src="http://www.htzfm.com/files/htzfm/images/angels%20and%20demons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. cite nihhh rate die 4/5,.. telampau banyak fikir.. if u cant understand english, pls don try to watch this movie. too much talking tooo! but there is still some humour in it that we can catch it. its pretty good, eh? just to make sure no one gets to sleep in the cinema. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the actions and the puzzle.. ermm.. quite interesting. very challenging if im the main actor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F6L9kiiayCA/SZ58guDeGBI/AAAAAAAAACA/pd4o9XRj5Ck/s400/Night+at+the+Museum+II.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. the sequel for the first one... but truthfully, i think this movie is much better in its funny angle if compared to the first 1. there's no reason to stop laughing at all! every moment.. sure got its funny part, especially where the kahmunrah!! acted like a kid.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 443px;" src="http://www.moviexclusive.com/review/comingsoon/poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. wat do we call a movie that haunted its own spectator at home for 3 nights straight huh??!! maybe a seriously thumb-up movie that expert in making people screaming in the cinema.. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, the ghost and the make-ups are superb! but the story is a... bit pity lah. i meant for the ghost, honestly! if i was her, i would kill every one of my spectator too.. but not in scary way as she did. coz its very horrible and bloody.. yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 299px; height: 437px;" src="http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/terminator_salvation_poster_international_2a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. the terminator. hohhh!! i've been waiting this movie for so long coz i knew the actor would be superb. not the christian bale i meant. but the second 1. im not sure wats the name but he carried out a name of "marcus" in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes hot. thats wat important to me. hahah. lol. this movie compiles everything back to the puzzle from number 1 to 3. but obviously, there's still no of people who cant understand it. kesian.. kesian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 451px;" src="http://www.impawards.com/2009/posters/monsters_vs_aliens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. hah! this is the main point of writing back in my blog. monsters vs aliens. damn i love it sooo much!! i love u bob.. yesh i meant it!! u're so cute, u juggling little blue food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hillarious. and its true! u should watch. definitely yes-yes to this movie. eventhough its not as nice as shrek, or monsters or toy story.. but it still captures the heart of cartoon-lover like me. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 300px; height: 444px;" src="http://wknc.org/blog/post/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/x-men-origins-wolverine-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. the last but not the least... hes hot, hes cool and hes super strong...! this story revealed everything that we've been wanting to know about wolverine. and poor that boy.. he didnt realized that he has killed his own brother, sabertooth in the first movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his brother, im not sure his name in this movie.. is quite hot without any of the bulu2 thingy on his face. but the love of his life is heloooo! shes hot too! and she is totally in love with him eventhough that stupid bold guy asked her to play with his heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whos not gonna fall in love with the wolverine?? come on.. hes one good looking guy! somemore she has to stay with him for 6 years.. awww... thats soo sweet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2198298602300132608?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2198298602300132608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2198298602300132608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/05/movie-review-listings.html' title='Movie Review Listings'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F6L9kiiayCA/SZ58guDeGBI/AAAAAAAAACA/pd4o9XRj5Ck/s72-c/Night+at+the+Museum+II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6781315590257902060</id><published>2009-05-30T03:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T03:26:05.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SiA2Tmj893I/AAAAAAAAAM4/In0gDHfwEgM/s1600-h/Picnik+collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SiA2Tmj893I/AAAAAAAAAM4/In0gDHfwEgM/s200/Picnik+collage4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341328868458166130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;at fes, im speechless ok? i donno which phone to buy... until i saw a friend using this same very phone infront of my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;its under rm900.. just the description needed by my mom to let me buy.. and it has everything i need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the style, good camera, nice music.. and silk color that would be my favourite pink!&lt;br /&gt;credit to the person who showed and let me buy; my siblings, my mom, abg epul, syafiq ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6781315590257902060?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6781315590257902060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6781315590257902060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SiA2Tmj893I/AAAAAAAAAM4/In0gDHfwEgM/s72-c/Picnik+collage4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-697267686941073640</id><published>2009-05-17T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T00:19:22.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stardust (2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/Sg7ktOl8KiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uSIyeUl7rFU/s1600-h/STARDUST+%282007%29+DvDRip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/Sg7ktOl8KiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uSIyeUl7rFU/s200/STARDUST+%282007%29+DvDRip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336454074143091234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the first time i heard about this movie, i was like... "urgh... i cant get it out my mind! i wanna watch!!!" but i didnt. no one interested in this movie. they said its boring! but i was like, when people say its boring.. it should be interesting for me. hahaha lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abuden... make long story short... i was preparing myself for my paper on the other day. damn boring i tell u. den i was like, maybe i can read galaxie for awhile. just to make my mind off the assignment and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open up the galaxie and i saw this! yes this! the pix above this! i was like yeshaaa! i don care. i really have to ask mas to download this movie for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: oit.. download for me please. stardust 2007... its a english movie =D&lt;br /&gt;m: ermmm... okay lah&lt;br /&gt;n: thanx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 30 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m: download edi..&lt;br /&gt;n: *blushing and shining* thank U!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i arrived home on last thurs, i straight away go to the lappy.. open up the folder. fuck.. still don have the subs.. right after download the subs.. i started to watch it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i love this movie! my guess is rite. this movie hurm.. how to put this.. if u put away all the magics, the actions and the nonsense.. its a beautiful love story. and i really love it. how lucky the star is when she has the love of charlie cox! (whom i think kinda hot with the haircut and his clothing! damn im meltedd....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the witches... haihh.. that preaking word also means evil rite.. so they are so ugly! ewww.. nice make ups bytheway. thumbs up for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shakespear.. i forgot how to spell the name but according to the real books, he is actually gay-ish. he has a bf and the poet for form 5 books if im not mistaken.. its not for his wife.. but for his gay partner. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this movie.. theres a pirate by the name of shakespear and he too kinda gay. the way he walks.. talks and dress up.. he became a pirate just to keep his father's reputation which i think kinda sux. hahah. u cant do wat u wan... and thats.. painful... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall okaylah that movie.. really like the hero and heroine. they're beautiful together.. when larr i will get a guy like dat for my own. amin......!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-697267686941073640?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/697267686941073640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/697267686941073640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/05/stardust-2007.html' title='Stardust (2007)'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/Sg7ktOl8KiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/uSIyeUl7rFU/s72-c/STARDUST+%282007%29+DvDRip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1967653306269281298</id><published>2009-05-16T02:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T02:21:18.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* when u are crying, that person will hug u and say everything would turn out to be fine&lt;br /&gt;* when u cant do ur own piece of work, the person will say i'll help what u'll need&lt;br /&gt;* when u say u need help, the person will knock on ur door even when that person still have mountain of work to do&lt;br /&gt;* when u are out of love, the person would say its alright&lt;br /&gt;* when u are feeling unhealthy and no other people care, the person will bring u go to the right place u should be at&lt;br /&gt;* when u have no other people around to hang out with, the person will eat with u, make u smile and laugh out loud like there no ones business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i the person u seek when ONLY u're in these situations? am i that low life that makes u think u can do this.. why are u even doing this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* when u are happy, u'll forget this person&lt;br /&gt;* when u are in love, u'll never notice whether this person is around&lt;br /&gt;* when u are healthy, u'll never ask even when this person is freakin pale&lt;br /&gt;* when u have everybody around, u'll never even say hi to this person&lt;br /&gt;* when u have the attention u want, u'll never talk or hang around no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know where i am standing and i noe im not perfect... but at least im not like u. a hypocrite, a twisted tongue and two faced person whom i believed as a friend. thanx for ur "hospitality"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1967653306269281298?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1967653306269281298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1967653306269281298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/05/wtf.html' title='WTF!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4996422205716910155</id><published>2009-05-05T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:11:06.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misery or happiness?</title><content type='html'>i've checked. i'll be in cyber for my degree. i donno whether this is a good news or wat.. but i do think its a good news to the people who hate me here. and i know that those people are the same ones who are near around me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its the best choice for me to go there... dont u think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4996422205716910155?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4996422205716910155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4996422205716910155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/05/misery-or-happiness.html' title='misery or happiness?'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2088502121017764988</id><published>2009-05-02T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T01:00:47.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Lyrics(Unplugged)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nie lagu lucky unplugged version aku.. korang asyik dgr lagu jason mraz nyanyi dgn sapa minah caliiat tu kan.. ni senang jek.. korang angkat bantal pelok korang yg panjang tu.. ala2 buat cam gita dan nyanyi dgn sore gagak korang.. okay??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1...2.. and 1 2 3.. go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u hear me...&lt;br /&gt;bebel to u...&lt;br /&gt;acroosss the water..&lt;br /&gt;acrosss the deep blur lautt..&lt;br /&gt;bawah the open sky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bebeh im trying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laki i hear u...&lt;br /&gt;in my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;rase ko bebel across the sea...&lt;br /&gt;keep u dgn aku...&lt;br /&gt;in my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuah im in love with my bestfren&lt;br /&gt;tuah i have been mane i been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pastu aku tak ingat lyrics dah.. its midnite edi.. wat do u expect.. try to figure out others by urself okay.. i lead u guys good enuf edi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2088502121017764988?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2088502121017764988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2088502121017764988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/05/lucky-lyricsunplugged.html' title='Lucky Lyrics(Unplugged)'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2096165278954347819</id><published>2009-05-02T00:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:48:04.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wrong timing... and feelings?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i bet u guys would wondering why the fuck i put this (yeah.. this!!) as my title of today's topic. i mean, seriously.. now im quite blur with who and when and why should i love... people would take me the wrong way even when im the right path. u noe what i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i said to u, i love u.. that doesn't mean im in love with u. yeah.. thats what i mean in the first place. but people take it seriously and it caused alot of trouble to myself. haih naz.. better be alone by urself again and thats the best choice u have for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i change for people or should i be alone and keep this to the end of my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. that is a tough question with no proper and confirm answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever im near to someone, i'll be warned by the partner... its not like i never been in love till i donno how they feel.. but im not that "noticable" type.. i mean, im not a hot chick that confirmly people must be jealous whenever im with someone whos taken!!!  haihh... tension2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when im with a gurl.. the partner would be jealous. ya Allah! im a gurl.. why should the male be jealous??! im not a lesbian for Allah's sake..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitlarh.. u noe wut?? don worry boys and gurls out there.. im off from the close friendship when i noe u're taken! i wan no more trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2096165278954347819?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2096165278954347819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2096165278954347819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/05/wrong-timing-and-feelings.html' title='the wrong timing... and feelings?'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-7513979070104477260</id><published>2009-04-21T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:12:44.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new love, new day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;everything is settled right now. kinda relieved though. now i can finally take in a deep breath and say "ahhhhh!!!"... shes moving out from this blardy room and i cant help smiling alone. damn! im just like a crazy witch weyh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... new love right? haha don think of someone else. its something else! i mean, the new house i'll be renting. fuyoo! i love it wey! peaceful liao! u can see through my smiling face now that i love it so much! just like home.... haaaaa......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try to imagine larh.. one big house, ALONE! hahaha. yesterday my gurlfren dropped by just 2 shi shi.. den when we wanna go out from the house 2find some food... while im locking the gate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: haiyoo! y this lockk don wanna lock lahrhh???!&lt;br /&gt;E: rileks lahh.. try to pusing2 it fes..&lt;br /&gt;N: damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the woods beside us: AUUWWWWWW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: gulp! look at E&lt;br /&gt;E: err... faster please???&lt;br /&gt;N: but i cant get this thing on!! o ohhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelekak~ that gate lock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: faster run to the car!!!&lt;br /&gt;and we saved... but i seriously lock the car wey. dangerous lah there at night. shit man! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-7513979070104477260?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7513979070104477260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7513979070104477260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-love-new-day.html' title='new love, new day!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-9029635816041768598</id><published>2009-04-09T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:57:05.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kemaluan melanda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;jam 1210: my heart beats out loud and woke me from sleep.. "damn! im late!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam 1220: in class...&lt;br /&gt;n: "haih... wtf teacher is teaching now...?"&lt;br /&gt;n: ey ey.. wat teacher is teaching lahh?&lt;br /&gt;l : i donno.. i oso come late like u...&lt;br /&gt;n: swt! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam 120: in class...&lt;br /&gt;n: "y i am feeling kinda weird?"&lt;br /&gt;look down on my legs and luckily i was the only 1 sitting there. alone. y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used different cloth and different kain.. doesn't match at all.. i mean i can cover if the color is the same.. but its not. one is black and white and another is green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: "wtf??!!!" &gt;&gt; ran away back to home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jam 140: at home...&lt;br /&gt;no wonder everyone stares at me..... i really don wanna go out now.. i felt as if i've lost my freaking nose XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-9029635816041768598?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/9029635816041768598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/9029635816041768598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/04/kemaluan-melanda.html' title='kemaluan melanda'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-614972517934235697</id><published>2009-04-08T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:15:54.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is in the air</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its kinda amazing wat love can do to us. seriously, try to think about it. it can changes people inside out. there are some who appreciate it, and cherish every second of it but there are some who don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love can never be bond without the the cooperation of the two hearts, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-614972517934235697?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/614972517934235697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/614972517934235697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-is-in-air.html' title='love is in the air'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6383005475237703916</id><published>2009-04-02T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:00:17.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kempunan!</title><content type='html'>uuuuuhhhhhhh *take one deep breath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...piza tuna, spaghetti bolognese, ikan lauk kicap, nasi goreng mama, udang goreng tepong, ayam kentaki mama, kerang rebus, telur mate lembu pecah, saudi cheese, asam pedas, sweet sour ikan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhh *lega*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6383005475237703916?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6383005475237703916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6383005475237703916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/04/kempunan.html' title='kempunan!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6714312190239139233</id><published>2009-03-29T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:59:02.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird-ah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok... this is my first time 2hav a bed in living room.. its seriously weird.. i don wanna take pix 4now coz i jus woke up so u can imagine urself how ugly it is.. hahaha XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot + fight + loudness of ppl around the block = bed in living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family moved it so that i can get all the PEACE + COLD + QUIET place 2rest.. and obviously i got all of it.. but den, its memalukan OK???!! hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me announce it, "I, NAZ WOULD NEVER ALLOW ANYMORE PEOPLE ENTER MY HOUSE COZ MY BED IS IN THE LIVING ROOM!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank u. thats all 4now. later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6714312190239139233?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6714312190239139233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6714312190239139233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/03/weird-ah.html' title='weird-ah!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5438755357314878812</id><published>2009-03-23T15:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:56:36.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirty "huge" secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we all have secrets. some are bad and some are goods. but most of them are disaster. why.. that is the main reason why is kept as a secret isn't it? even when we decided to keep it down and low.. one day, it will be discovered. why.. if not by our own mistakes... it would be from someone else who promised to keep it, wouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"trust no one but one self"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. that's the main truth. no one else can be trusted nowadays. whoever call themselves as friends play few roles and create no more than stupid lies. what a joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe or not i discovered who were my real friends and who were my enemies. hell yeah i couldn't believe my own eyes. the people i thought to be trustworthy turns out to be an A-hole. and the people i never believed in to be helping me were the ones who busted their own arse and make sure i was okay back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't hard to find someone who really cherish us? who really appreciate us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tepuk dada tanya selera"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person who i supposed to believed in told me this and he turns out to be the one i shall never trust in anymore. he was a real jerk and full of lies. he was the person i called as a god-brother but soon after that, he didn't help me but make me felt worse. the worst feeling i ever had in years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in years... i meant that was the time i lost interest in my own flesh and blood brother. that was the same feeling i had and it felt like shit! doesn't mean i don't love him anymore. but i just felt disowned.. and i felt as if i was not important anymore in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone ask me this, "are u feeling ungrateful?"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer is no. i feel grateful to have a brother. fights are just like a simple meal for us. without it, we wouldn't call ourselves as family. isn't it right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone ask me this type of question, "are u feeling as if ur own brother doesn't appreciate u as u do to him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the answer is yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5438755357314878812?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5438755357314878812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5438755357314878812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/03/dirty-huge-secret.html' title='dirty &quot;huge&quot; secret'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5493026562754173315</id><published>2009-03-05T03:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:49:48.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/Sa7aymUxGTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fLIU_W5Z0d8/s1600-h/cubaan25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/Sa7aymUxGTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fLIU_W5Z0d8/s200/cubaan25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309421573532358962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i crazee o wat...&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep... i cant snore.. i can breathe okay.. aghhh shit.. im anxious and excited to go back!!!!! i wonder why.. its like not seeing them in years.. sedangkan baru jek 2 minggu kOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku saja letak gamba nihh sbb otak aku tak betul skrg okay..&lt;br /&gt;im thinking bout something... SE walkman is getting nicer and my baby nokia cant even co-op with my SE.. i think i wanna sell in my SE and take in a brand-new SE.. wat do u think? a hp can actually i type very fast..&lt;br /&gt;maybe as fast as my baby nokia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho... i dah checked out the website.. and its a definitely NO-NO! hp mmg lah banyak choice but come on man! where do i get such money?? its better off i relax first. maybe i'll study harder and make a deal with mama. i wanna an iPhone. can i? hahahaha in my dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5493026562754173315?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5493026562754173315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5493026562754173315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/03/crazee.html' title='crazee'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/Sa7aymUxGTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fLIU_W5Z0d8/s72-c/cubaan25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2570364355641661542</id><published>2009-03-05T02:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T03:25:03.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/Sa7VEOjhVNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0r5iVvF7q6w/s1600-h/cubaan35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/Sa7VEOjhVNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0r5iVvF7q6w/s200/cubaan35.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309415279319667922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i cant admit that matter of fact, i like my lifestyle right now. but its just dont fit myself just yet. wat the purpose i type this thing anyway?? this is not wat i wanna tell u guys oso.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this pix i took earlier in english class. mdm was babbling infront when i took this pix. she was like smiling half way to see our gelagat inside the class. some of us sleeping, taking pix (like me), and uhh eating nuggets? hahah they said they were their breakfast and mdm was like.. "no more eating in my class"... lame!!!! hahahaah XD swt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermmm&lt;br /&gt;well its all started with my new earrings.. actually i admit lah.. i wanted to have more than 1 pierce. and dat day when i wanna buy for my one and only sepasang anting2..the lubang vanished.. so have to redo it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did. and i added 2 more pasangan.. and now both ears have 3 piercing. yeah, i noe. im totally busted right now coz my bro and sis surely read this post.. but come on lah.. till when i wanna keep this as a secret..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, its cheap to do it in malacca. and yea.. 10 ringgit is cheap rite for 2 more piercing?? and urghh.. i donno how to cover it up coz i always tie my hair up... i hope my parents wont realized them but when i kept thinking over and over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart said "naz.. they will know sooner or later. they're your parents for allah's sake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i typing about my piercing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and urghh... bout shisha-ing.. everytime i eat at the kedai.. i always get to smoke shisha for free. well, those abang are my frends now and its not like i believed them totally 100% but overall they're better off than my MMU sakai frends.. (the one i rapat is excluded OK??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda smart in it already and i can setting it. hoo! credit to atong.. thanx bro.. i've graduated for shisha-ing!! hahahha dats lame!! i noe.. but hey, its rare to see a gurl can do a nice, addictive shisha.. hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day if mama buy.. pergh! i'll make the whole house smoky babey (which i dont think it would actually happen) tapi manalah taukan.. everything is not impossible right now.. oh well, i missed all the family events.. i miss my family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but den i also gained more friends here. and i really appreciate them.. oh yea.. my studies?? damn man.. my lecturers are OK! i love them. seriously (eventhough i cant believe i admit it but i did, obviously)... they helped me alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT!!! the statistic lecturer.. damn i blur.. she taught me like a rocket wanna fly to the outer space weh. how fast is dat?? each class she can finish 1 chapter.. and believe me.. only half class can understand her teaching and hehehe.. her language? lol.. funny liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not like i kutuk her or something. overall shes okay. but den, i cant understand even how many times she tried to teach and explained to me.. its okay.. i hope i can catch up soon and make sure my midterm nice and steady.. unlike the first trimester...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2570364355641661542?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2570364355641661542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2570364355641661542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/Sa7VEOjhVNI/AAAAAAAAAKM/0r5iVvF7q6w/s72-c/cubaan35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2067567199398346157</id><published>2009-02-23T16:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T16:18:31.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wave.&lt;br /&gt;what do u see.. when it comes to the word of wave..&lt;br /&gt;what do u feel.. what does ur heart say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me..&lt;br /&gt;wave is just like friendship&lt;br /&gt;it can comes in many ways.. in different approach..&lt;br /&gt;in different size..&lt;br /&gt;but it will fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cant decide&lt;br /&gt;when, where or even who&lt;br /&gt;but what we noe is..&lt;br /&gt;as long the friendship can last,&lt;br /&gt;we should cherish each and every second of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what is the purpose i write here..&lt;br /&gt;as for u noe.. im fed up edi..&lt;br /&gt;even when i cherish my friendships&lt;br /&gt;they dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2067567199398346157?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2067567199398346157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2067567199398346157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/02/wave.html' title='wave'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-8213548231994535093</id><published>2009-02-14T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:51:14.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geng; Upin dan Ipin (2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SZbLDODwD5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/sQFSxMjmIUw/s1600-h/WD_geng_Meluncur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SZbLDODwD5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/sQFSxMjmIUw/s200/WD_geng_Meluncur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302648867449212818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="style5"&gt;Ada sesuatu yang mengganggu ketenteraman Kampung Durian Runtuh. Penduduk kampung menyebarkan cerita tentang kewujudan suatu makhluk yang menggerunkan menjelang waktu malam, namun tiada siapa yang berani mencari kebenaran disebaliknya... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="style5"&gt;Sehinggalah Badrol dan Lim, serta rakan-rakan baru mereka terjerumus ke dalam misteri tersebut tanpa disengajakan. Seekor haiwan aneh yang tidak diketahui asalnya, menjalin persahabatan dengan Rajoo dan membawa mereka semua ke suatu pengembaraan, jauh ke dalam hutan hujan Malaysia yang penuh dengan hidupan liar, termasuk seekor ular gergasi yang mistik. Sertai mereka, dalam mengungkap misteri dan merentasi cabaran di sekitar keindahan panorama flora dan fauna Malaysia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="style5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comments!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="style5"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i was suprised earlier with the call i had from my parents. they were lining up in the cinema place just to get this movie ticket and it was worth it. this story shows us that malaysians can make a perfect and seriously cool cartoon movie like this. unlimited moments of laughing and crying in the cinema makes me realized that this movie.. this cartoon i must say.. can give us alot of morale values..friendship; team spirit; fear of the dark; tenderness between mother and child&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-8213548231994535093?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8213548231994535093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8213548231994535093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/02/geng-upin-dan-ipin-2009.html' title='Geng; Upin dan Ipin (2009)'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SZbLDODwD5I/AAAAAAAAAJs/sQFSxMjmIUw/s72-c/WD_geng_Meluncur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-8793705978403519026</id><published>2009-02-05T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T15:08:43.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by Mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haih .. non-stop i've been tagged for these few month..and dis time, from my own sis.. mas mas... memang kamo mau kenekan beta bukan.. hahaha. here i go..&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you (so that he/she can read your list). If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i love to laugh like mad fella&lt;br /&gt;2. im popular wit the name of bear2 (perasan)&lt;br /&gt;3. suke berangan (...mdm sivarani said.. imagination is important!)&lt;br /&gt;4. alot of people tot im chindian n not a true malay&lt;br /&gt;5. im a good gurl.. (huahuahua)&lt;br /&gt;6. without mp3, my life is not complete&lt;br /&gt;7. have my own 10 collection of bank account (hooo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;8. love cartoon more than any other entertainment&lt;br /&gt;9. teddy bear - die - hard - fan!&lt;br /&gt;10. air kosong is my cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;11. nano2 is my vice&lt;br /&gt;12. cherish johnson's n johnson's products so much&lt;br /&gt;13. a fan of english literature&lt;br /&gt;14. have a big collection of teddy bear..&lt;br /&gt;15. i have a beautiful but gangster-type-of family (beware!)&lt;br /&gt;16. dun like to wear seluar (wth...XD)&lt;br /&gt;17. one of the greatest band i really love is disturbed&lt;br /&gt;18. hate cheese... especially on the cake&lt;br /&gt;19. coke n coffee make me sleepy&lt;br /&gt;20. blood can make me k.o!&lt;br /&gt;21. black, blue, and yellow are my ex-favourite color&lt;br /&gt;22. red,pink,purple, and green are my current-favourite color&lt;br /&gt;23. my cars... my husbands.. tiara n matrix.. (im using it! so its mine! all mine!! XD)&lt;br /&gt;24. have two most supporting siblings.. mas n joe&lt;br /&gt;25. lost uncounted numbers of bantal busuk (huwaaaa!!! mama buang!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person i would like to tagged... (miahahahahha!!!)&lt;br /&gt;1. apit!!!&lt;br /&gt;2. kak fana&lt;br /&gt;3. rafiq&lt;br /&gt;4. dilla&lt;br /&gt;5. chingsin&lt;br /&gt;6. diyana&lt;br /&gt;7. pooh bear&lt;br /&gt;8. prosperity aness&lt;br /&gt;9. syafiq miaooo&lt;br /&gt;10. anas&lt;br /&gt;11. johan&lt;br /&gt;12. hoong yau&lt;br /&gt;13. muzz&lt;br /&gt;14. jaa&lt;br /&gt;15. elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;16. lanchester&lt;br /&gt;17. ratna&lt;br /&gt;18. ekin&lt;br /&gt;19. budin&lt;br /&gt;20. aiman&lt;br /&gt;21. kak mutie&lt;br /&gt;22. kak ruffirah&lt;br /&gt;23. aep&lt;br /&gt;24. proggie&lt;br /&gt;25. whoever read this fucking post! huahuahuahau!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-8793705978403519026?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8793705978403519026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8793705978403519026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-mas.html' title='tagged by Mas'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6278318361259936255</id><published>2009-02-02T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:42:59.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by RafiQue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;im sorry fiq! never noticed u tagged me during i donno.. maybe 25th of jan?? seriously i never notice that one.. anyway, here it is!! enjoy~&lt;br /&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the person who tag u is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rafiQue~kuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ur relationship wit her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ma besh pal ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. ur impression of her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the most sweet and caring guy i've ever met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the most memorable thing she/he had done for u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;err... heheh.. everything that he does? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the most memorable thing she/he had said to u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the way he calls my name.. hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. if she/he become ur lover u will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;err... yea if he really mean it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. if she/he become ur lover, thing she/he has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing. i like everything he is now and always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. if she/he become ur enemy, u will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never! i would cry every night if he does dowhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. if she/he become ur enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe misunderstand jek kot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. the most desired thing u want to do for her/him now is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;be his true friend =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. ur overall impression of her/him is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as above laarrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. how u think people around u will feel about u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gile gile punye pale otak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. the characters u love of urself are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my never-ending-happy-go-lucky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. on the contrary, da character u hate urself are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i always kept things deeply and cried over it myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. the most ideal person u want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. for people that care and like u, say something 2 them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love u guys so much.. i dont care how bad u are... or even how u looks.. but the most important thing is.. u appreciate our friendship and i really glad about it. muax!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. pass this quiz to 10 persons that u wished to noe how they feel about u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Farhana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Apit!! (jangan lari..!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Ching Sin (like always...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Chapit!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Diyana My Darling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Prosperity! (i noe u always view my blog dear)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Pooh Bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- Anas kot..... (kalau die bace lor.. huuuu!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. who is no 6 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how the hell i should noe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. is no 9 is a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;female of course.. kan Pooh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. if number 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahahha! cant imagine it weyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. wat is no 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nope. hes working now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. when was the last time u had chat with no 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;few weeks i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. what kind of music band does no 8 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;romantic (i got listen to her laptop once!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. does no 1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and no 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. will u woo number 3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asif..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. how bout number 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanna die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. is number 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no hes not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. what is the surname of number 5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Whats the hobby of number 10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh shit.. u got 2be kidding me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does number 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they're never met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. where is number 2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i thought i told u hes working..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. talk something bout casually about number 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shes cool~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. have u tried developing feelings for number 6?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;err should i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. where does number 9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i donno. USJ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. what color does number 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. are number 5 and 1 best friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. is number 7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahah damn rite u are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. what is number 6 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;online but playing games... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6278318361259936255?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6278318361259936255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6278318361259936255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-rafique.html' title='Tagged by RafiQue'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1949356482536896969</id><published>2009-02-01T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:07:59.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>demam (again...)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i was confused earlier whether i should go back today or tomorrow but at last my sister forced me to go back today because at least i have one more day to rest.. and have a wonderful first day..of my third sem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately...&lt;br /&gt;im still having fever as bad as always. my nose cant stop flowing down.. aish.. damn painful wey! i hate it.. i ate the pills but they didn't work on me anymore. how sad is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my heart, there are partition. partition on some of my friends. im still confused who to befriend and who i shouldnt be friend.. all i can see is that they're good and bad in many different occassion. thats why i cant make my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.. studies first naz.. you still have great roads infront of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1949356482536896969?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1949356482536896969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1949356482536896969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/02/demam-again.html' title='demam (again...)'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4693254581847393866</id><published>2009-01-30T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T00:59:39.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inkheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SYHgcm5cKiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_CB9ZwL5Kyw/s1600-h/2869379197_80c12c96d7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SYHgcm5cKiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_CB9ZwL5Kyw/s200/2869379197_80c12c96d7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296761418846841378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Director: Iain Softley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers : David Lindsay-Abaire &amp;amp; Cornelia Funke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 23 January 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Adventure | Family | Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: An adventure of a father and his young daughter, searching for a long lost book that will help reunite a missing, close relative, this fantasy takes a darker side whenever we hear Mo 'Silvertongue' Folchart reading out aloud from books. His ability to rise to life, to export, to release figures out of the page and into the real world is only relevant when the darker side of his stories appear to reek havoc and destruction. Join in the fantasy and revel at the marvel of Books in this adventure of adventures' that brings the best stories throughout the decades to life that transcends beyond imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comments!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my bro said that his frends told him this book.. this story is boring and it has the same concept as the bedtime story but he himself was wrong. this film is not a comedy film but it is a touching family love story and it brings out the passion of reading to every single heart of the spectators. its a complicated story where you cant understand it at the beginning but in the end, you would find it as a spectacular story. its much more better than the latest harry potter film sorry to say. it is fulled with magic and action. definitely must watch for those who are book lovers.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Morale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;all the people in this world has their own chance to change their fate. its not depending to the writer or god but its our decision to make. this very story even when it is at its peek, it still tells us not to give up what we have. and of course, the courage, the friendship we made must be true in our heart. not only on the tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4693254581847393866?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4693254581847393866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4693254581847393866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/01/inkheart.html' title='Inkheart'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SYHgcm5cKiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_CB9ZwL5Kyw/s72-c/2869379197_80c12c96d7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6930487458784703018</id><published>2009-01-25T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T00:45:14.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a memory....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;again my head hurts. ohh.. my brother called out my name so loud as if my skull was going to crack into half.. my pyjamas dress was up on my knees when he was trying to pull the sheets off. luckily i shouted out loud bout it. if not, he would be blind i guess.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clock is ticking and suddenly i've got a sms frm my dear sayang.. "hoho! now i have to change!".. so i rushed to the toilet and cleaned myself.. i admit it was really fast than usual. haha. maybe im too worried i'll be late picking her up! along with her lil bro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drove to ktm subang. oh my god.. do u noe.. i dun trust any cars with OR without P. they all drive as if its their grandfather's road n really pissed me off. i honked out loud when that lady tried to bang my car. wat an arse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i arrived on time. i was really glad when i saw their happy faces coming to my car and we straight continue our journey to Pyramid. nothing there, seriously. but we just couldnt get enough of it. it is our highschool's place and memories.. hehehehe of evilness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long window shopping along with non-stop-coke-refilling McD.. 6 hours of buzzing around and played those tiring but enjoyable arcade... we surrended. more like i did.. coz i cant feel my own legs u see. its like im walking on a bunch of needles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is sad for us to apart. but, what can i do? i sent them over back to ktm subang and we waved goodbye.. aihh.. i really hope to see them real soon. im gonna miss them and together with my another good frend who couldnt make it.. cs.. whom is celebrating CNY in kampung.. haih.. wishing u were here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was really fun.. and without me realising it.. my tears were already on my face. haha. it was really embarassing coz most of the drivers in other cars realised it but what should i do? i dont want to stop hanging out with them.. but we live so far away and i couldnt make that sad feeling go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1437 u guys.. muax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6930487458784703018?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6930487458784703018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6930487458784703018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/01/memory.html' title='a memory....'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-8865242531368444155</id><published>2009-01-23T00:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:00:51.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underworld</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SXijJtJIESI/AAAAAAAAAJM/TSrbdj8aj74/s1600-h/3121081552_5a2cbef57a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SXijJtJIESI/AAAAAAAAAJM/TSrbdj8aj74/s200/3121081552_5a2cbef57a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294160749106041122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Director: Patrick Tatopoulos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers: Danny McBride &amp;amp; Dirk Blackman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 23 January 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Action | Fantasy | Horror | Thriller | Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis: The prequel story traces the origins of the centuries-old blood feud between the aristocratic vampires and their onetime slaves, the Lycans. In the Dark Ages, a young Lycan named Lucian (Sheen) emerges as a powerful leader who rallies the werewolves to rise up against Viktor (Nighy), the cruel vampire king who has enslaved them. Lucian is joined by his secret lover, Sonja (Mitra), in his battle against the Vampire army and his struggle for Lycan freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comments!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;well, i enjoyed it. hell yeah! the story line is not dat boring as i heard it would be. its simple for us mere english students to understand and the way they speak are so damn fucking smooth! darn! im jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scenery.. hrmm.. wat can i say bout a big mansion and a jungle fulled with unlimited lycans or should i called as werewolves..!! yea, i tot the werewolves gonna be like ugly and stuff but the actors they chose are quite .... hot? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the main actress and actor.. oh my god.. they're soo lovely together. the way those two lovebirds showed their affection to each other really touch my heart. they really know how to express their love not only with their romantic words but also their slow-motion-action.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morale!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don judge a book by its cover. that doesnt mean a man with a lower background would not fight back for its right and love. the story shows us that love can build and kill a life of a person. open minded for new things and surroundings would be a better ideas rather than keep it and make it worse.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-8865242531368444155?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8865242531368444155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8865242531368444155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/01/underworld.html' title='Underworld'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SXijJtJIESI/AAAAAAAAAJM/TSrbdj8aj74/s72-c/3121081552_5a2cbef57a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4737016898005497787</id><published>2009-01-04T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:51:13.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;hahaha its funny lah wey&lt;br /&gt;for so many months here...&lt;br /&gt;i just found the right study group i've been searching for&lt;br /&gt;even when it was right here infront of me all this time.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;sangat memalukan beta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah for wat we've discussed..&lt;br /&gt;we gained alot.. i mean really alot of other stuff i didnt noe&lt;br /&gt;its realy good u noe..&lt;br /&gt;i hope this time i would pass with flying colors..&lt;br /&gt;i really hope so.. coz i tried and i never even miss any class (except the ones i mc on...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least more than last sem&lt;br /&gt;i don care&lt;br /&gt;i really really hope so..&lt;br /&gt;please pray for ma success~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4737016898005497787?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4737016898005497787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4737016898005497787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/01/ohoo.html' title='ohoo'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6866122266578360295</id><published>2009-01-02T14:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:01:57.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a flight home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just arrived i think around 5 mins ago? put on some loud music for the whole journey so that ma eyes wont close but apparently, i think even without any of that.. i still can drive coz ma teeth are killing me. its not the besi which made ma mouth felt itchy but the besi that cucuk-ing ma cheeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho..&lt;br /&gt;i chose the color i want and ma mom agreed on purple. nyehehee.. will wear it on the 13th. gosh! thats scary.. but ma final on the 5th is scariest! i think i need a boost so that i can make my mind think non stop how to upgrade ma marks even just a lil tiny bit so that i can pass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"aim for the sky and not the tree top"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats wat ma mom usually say to me. but hey, its kinda impossible for me to u noe.. get the highest marks coz me maself not a great student in the class. insyaAllah i can. and i bet one thing, i wont stop studying till i fell to sleep X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my! look at the time.. now i think i need a nap. will continue study at 4 or 5 and NOT 6. ahaha. swt! daaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6866122266578360295?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6866122266578360295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6866122266578360295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2009/01/flight-home.html' title='a flight home'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1462600680488893472</id><published>2008-12-28T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:18:47.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat the hell ?</title><content type='html'>wat the hell ?? ba*i betul.. why izzit happen to me larh!!?? aisyoo... u noe wat. after i finished ma form 5 in dat hell.. i can count all the gathering between ma gud frens with only one hand!? so do u noe wat dat means?? im not socialized!!&lt;br /&gt;shit mothaf*cker!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one tried to contact me.. every single one of them just being fake by saying "oh naz.. i miss u" or "oh my.. i found u at last" shit lah.. go the hell.. if u didnt accidentally bump to ma face.. u wouldnt say dat. i guarantee dat for sure. f*ck off bey*th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im the onli one who called and message non stop to ma so-called-highschool-frends.. and u noe wat?? im sick of it! really really do sick of it! don worrie.. i wont. ever again.. u wanna see me, u ring me and i'll answer after few days.. den oni u noe how pain izzit.. no.. u donno.. u oni noe how to have fun with ur boys and ur gurls all around u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and go to hell! when i contacted u guys.. none of u appreciate wateva i said.. wateva i cared.. ini tidak.. after so long i kept quiet, u blaming me for not searching for u! wat the f*ck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1462600680488893472?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1462600680488893472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUzGrIJNZzI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Nl1_1-p2xso/s200/giLoS009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281814907221534514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anotha 3 more teeth to go and a braces will be done in ma mouth! arghh!~~ cant wait for it wey~ for so long i've been waiting for this moment. ahaks... oh well, last time we didnt have enough money so basically its an acceptable excuse. dont u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pix above.. is my tooth.. my very first tooth to be taken out. haha. its cute anyway. decided to keep it. cs said "u clean up all the blood out and put in the fridge." but cs.. i dont think my mom would be happy if i do that. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-3424366432207639614?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-7411355441847895362</id><published>2008-12-19T22:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:20:33.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuyo fuyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu3LCqAAOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/08q8kuCOAUY/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu3LCqAAOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/08q8kuCOAUY/s200/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281516388341514466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu2_7txrxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/RBTdxTjesrc/s1600-h/r0aRzZ001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu2_7txrxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/RBTdxTjesrc/s200/r0aRzZ001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281516197499744018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu2sO6uL1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/MdBJRlv1Q7U/s1600-h/giLoS005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu2sO6uL1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/MdBJRlv1Q7U/s200/giLoS005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281515859056930642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu2V0TIQfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pflT_5snl5s/s1600-h/giLoS004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu2V0TIQfI/AAAAAAAAAHM/pflT_5snl5s/s200/giLoS004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281515473954423282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu1zM50Y9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/PxdouvdLfH4/s1600-h/giLoS008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu1zM50Y9I/AAAAAAAAAHE/PxdouvdLfH4/s200/giLoS008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514879263728594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pix 1:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* place: &lt;u&gt;jusco, bb.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* timing: &lt;u&gt;evening. early one i must say&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tag: &lt;u&gt;barney (ya allah.. so cute!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* price: &lt;u&gt;cant recall&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* feeling: &lt;u&gt;quite calm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* comment: &lt;u&gt;tunggu~ aku akan beli kamoo.. insyaAllah..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pix 2:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* place: &lt;u&gt;matrix moo moo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* timing: &lt;u&gt;nitey nite&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tag: &lt;u&gt;larrie sport shoes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* price: &lt;u&gt;priceless&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* feeling: &lt;u&gt;painful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* comment: &lt;u&gt;kaki krem bawak auto.. aku mencik autooo!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pix 3:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* place: &lt;u&gt;gerai kuning, depan apartment emerald park&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* timing: &lt;u&gt;tgh malam&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tag: &lt;u&gt;dilla da baby!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* price: &lt;u&gt;huahuahua... unpredictable XP&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* feeling: &lt;u&gt;superbb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* comment: &lt;u&gt;dilla.. happy sunggoh kamoo nihh..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pix 4:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* place: &lt;u&gt;dataran pahlawan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* timing: &lt;u&gt;quiet nite&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tag: &lt;u&gt;my teeth?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* price: &lt;u&gt;gigi cantek.. u cant afford lah man...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* feeling: &lt;u&gt;suke suki~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* comment: &lt;u&gt;i'm having a baddd fever...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pix 5:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* place: &lt;u&gt;ruang tamoo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* timing: &lt;u&gt;just now?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* tag: &lt;u&gt;ma panda lappy skin sticker&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* price: &lt;u&gt;rm 20!! damn expensive&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* feeling: &lt;u&gt;marvelous&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* comment: &lt;u&gt;gile gile babing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-7411355441847895362?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7411355441847895362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7411355441847895362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/12/fuyo-fuyo.html' title='fuyo fuyo'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUu3LCqAAOI/AAAAAAAAAHs/08q8kuCOAUY/s72-c/DSC00341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-8231240995753964595</id><published>2008-12-19T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T20:18:25.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn tiring</title><content type='html'>wat a tiring day... woke up at 7.40am this morning. blardy punye late if compared to otha times.. cewah~ and then basuh baju kejap... mandi... sidai baju.. and lastly 8.00am i started my journey to the 3-hours class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*whispered in ma heart*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaoweh.. how to survive lah in 3 hours.. dahla cikgu membosankan... subjek plak membuat diriku rase sangat malas... motha f~~ XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky for me today and the rest of ma class..&lt;br /&gt;ma lect let us all go back early half an hour. well, at least she gave us rite? if not, cant even imagine wehh.. i'll be sleeping in da class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duduk dalam kelas pon aku dok borak dgn da alex yg sangat comel dan sopan.. ahahah.. ma perfect class rep~ damn i like his dress-up.. smart weh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after had my lunch.. straight away back and spent all my time by cleaning up ma bags and packed them in ma car....wat a day!! i cant feel my legs so i just drive to class. again!!! dat teacher let us back early. hehe.. sayanglah u madam savi.. ehh..siva? argh.. cant remember her name XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the time was 3.55.. aljer called me edi.. haha. he stood up right infront my house. with bag packed.. we've gone back to kl.. arrived home at 5.30pm savely. and now, im sleepy wehhh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-8231240995753964595?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8231240995753964595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8231240995753964595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/12/damn-tiring.html' title='damn tiring'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2049913862988358380</id><published>2008-12-18T15:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:47:13.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by chapit miaooo miaooo</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciri-ciri wanita / lelaki idaman anda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Sangat sayang dan cintakk sama aku&lt;br /&gt;# Suke budak-budak&lt;br /&gt;# Terima aku dgn perangai gile-gile aku ni…&lt;br /&gt;# Tak kisah hensem ke tidak lah.. lagi ganas lagi thrill gitu&lt;br /&gt;# Caring tu nak gak.. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;# Kuat tiang agama..nak present pada pak ustaz kat umah nihhh…&lt;br /&gt;# Romantis… ahaks.. geliden~&lt;br /&gt;# Senyum tak penah lengang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adakah anda sudah memiliki wanita / lelaki idaman anda itu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Masih in the process nak mengenali…..miahahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adakah anda mempunyai myspace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Mestilahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pernah terpikat dengan mana-mana kenalan myspace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Tepikat tanpa perasaan cinta….camne tu…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ada perkara pelik tak berlaku kat diri anda hari ini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Erm..orang sekeliling pandang dan gelak-gelak.. aku pakai baju kurung tebalik ke??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Siapakah sahabat anda yang paling anda sayangi? (nyatakan nama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Smua aku sayang equally lah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pernah anda tipu dia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Ntah..Tak tentu. Depends on situation hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pengalaman paling mengerikan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Nampak bende yang melambai atas umah buwok…. Hampagas d amor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pengalaman paling mengembirakan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Accident kuh yg paling agung.. hahaha! Lawak sehhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Have u ever taste drugs? Cigarette?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Cigarette pernah.. Drugs masih dipertimbangkan XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Describe 10 things about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Perempuan straight dan tak bengkang bengkuk..&lt;br /&gt;# Suke gelak most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;# Suke sangat bukak lagu cam orang gila punye kuat~&lt;br /&gt;# Suke main game arcade&lt;br /&gt;# Gula-gula dan cokolat adalah makanan harian kuhh~ ahaks…&lt;br /&gt;# Sangat chubby dan kulit pulak sawo matang ekk?&lt;br /&gt;# Selalu disalah anggap sebagai budak chindia (cina dan india)&lt;br /&gt;# Suke buat bising kat mana jua aku berada&lt;br /&gt;# Sakat orang sekeliling adalah hobi…&lt;br /&gt;# Tak minat high heels!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pernah mencintai orang lain, tapi pada masa yang sama sudah mempunyai teman istimewa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Honestly mestilah pernah ohh.. Tak baik menipu.. Tapi dah tak buat dah.. Dah insaf X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adakah anda rase teman istimewa anda setia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Kalau die nak makan kasut aku dalam dalam….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kekurangan teman istimewa anda pada pandangan anda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Selalu majuk dan nangis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kesemua soalan di atas anda jawab dengan jujur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Cross my life, hope you die XDD Mestilah aku jawab dengan jujur…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jika anda pernah melalukan sesuatu kesalahan yang amat teruk, beranikah anda menyatakannye kepada orang ramai?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Kalau itu boleh menyelesaikan keadaan yang tegang dan penuh kemarahan, aku akan buat dengan harapan kemaafan dan penerimaan aku semula di hati mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anda perasan anda hensem / lawa? Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Of course!! Aku cukup sifat!! Wahahaha XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sebarkan pada 5 orang atau lebih.. tag mereka di luar sana tu.. huhu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Mas&lt;br /&gt;# Kak Farhana&lt;br /&gt;# Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;# Aiman (Aku tau ko selalu bace yeppp)&lt;br /&gt;# Sapa –sapa yang duk skodeng akunye blog nihh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Comment!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huahuahua... sesungguhnye.. i typed of wat i've tot in my mind. so, its spontaneously pop out from my mind. its cartoon-ish like always.. haha.. i don even noe wat i really typed.. i just typed.. u noe how that feels? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to chapit the miao miao..haha.. just geram lahh chapit kenekan nazz gini.. but its okay.. i'll pass it to u! yes u!! u... the one whos reading my blog without my knowledge.. faster do this tagged...! if not, i'll make sure u menyesal wan..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2049913862988358380?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2049913862988358380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2049913862988358380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-chapit-miaooo-miaooo.html' title='tagged by chapit miaooo miaooo'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-7388009652960311270</id><published>2008-12-18T15:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:26:13.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anotha motha-boring day~</title><content type='html'>holy tooot... wat the hell... wat did i do wrong.. i donno what.. its happening again!! everyone is doing their own works together and oh my.. i can't even noe.. haha.. nevermind lah. just kidding anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anotha boring day...&lt;br /&gt;anotha same motha punye boring punye soklan...&lt;br /&gt;"y u need to wear braces??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u my man...&lt;br /&gt;* My teeth are killing me...&lt;br /&gt;* I don like my teeth&lt;br /&gt;* I've been wanting to wear since I realised my teeth are the most ugly ones among ma childhood friends...&lt;br /&gt;* My will, my money..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home.. i was oh my god.. this room is getting worse.. tonite.. i'll make sure i'll clean it up till its really really shining.. till my eyes feel the PAIN!!! hahahaha XD swt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised.. someone has sent me a message.. which is.. "naz kene tagged!!".. hampeh betul chapit ni.. luckily i lovee uu ma pren~ kalau x, dah lame kene tendang sakti.. hahaha!! dahla susah nak tengok kaki pendek nih beraction.. haiik~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... let me put the tagged.. its above this post bytheway..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-7388009652960311270?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7388009652960311270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7388009652960311270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/12/anotha-motha-boring-day.html' title='anotha motha-boring day~'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5225872656490651717</id><published>2008-12-14T18:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:58:39.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>los dan faun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUTlhISjtHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mCltakRgEv4/s1600-h/teaserB_revised2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUTlhISjtHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mCltakRgEv4/s200/teaserB_revised2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279597020508828786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUTlc-hpR5I/AAAAAAAAAGc/jBHtubUIF90/s1600-h/teaserA_revised2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUTlc-hpR5I/AAAAAAAAAGc/jBHtubUIF90/s200/teaserA_revised2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279596949168277394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Los and Faun are close friends who comes from a very poor family in Melaka. Carlos Rodrigo and Ahmad Faun Bin Sulaiman made a decision to find their true life’s destiny in Kuala Lumpur. As soon as they reach, they start searching for their ideal job. However, Faun’s honesty always get them into trouble and fired at the end of the day. On one particular day, as the shop owner was about to fire them because he has misplaced his wallet. All of a sudden Faun had this very strange headache and elaborated in detail where the wallet was located and surprisingly it was true. Los had a brilliant idea out of this new talent Faun has and plans to start a new business service that he will market. Their business gets more and more popular by the day money keeps on flowing like water as people keep seeking for their help. From a very small Ad in the newspaper to a televised Ad on the TV and in the radio. One day a Datin caught their Ad on the TV and wanted their service in finding the lost watch of her late husband which is valued at RM40 million. As to their excitement in getting such an offer, Faun’s ability to get clues on where the lost watch was slowly fading away and couldn’t get the clues. Will they ever be millionaires? Will they ever find the watch without Faun’s powers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Comments!!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, i can give 4/5 star to this story. not as boring as other malay movies i ever watched. honestly, i enjoyed it. the lawak in this story really nice wan.. suprisingly.. anyway, the title.. haih.. i tot of something else...instead they were the names of the main actors which is carlos and faun..haha..damn funny weh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in every part of the show, there will be a very funny part.. for me, i cant stand the way ida nerina plays her part. eventhough shes super sexayy...her watak damn nice liao.. i mean the way she talks... LOL!!!! and the second nicest part is where ar... wait im thinking.. haaa.. the "coli" shop owner.. mothatooot i tell u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they really put efforts and its worth it! i really like it.. anyone wanna pay for ma second time to watch this movie?? its hillarious... no doubt in that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5225872656490651717?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5225872656490651717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5225872656490651717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/12/los-dan-faun.html' title='los dan faun'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SUTlhISjtHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mCltakRgEv4/s72-c/teaserB_revised2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-2287000621322746092</id><published>2008-12-13T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T23:48:52.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xam ohh xam</title><content type='html'>xam...wahh...banyak kene hapal..banyak kene buat keje...banyak kene buat assignment..masyaAllah pecah pale hotak nih kejap..haha..&lt;br /&gt;banyak kawan buat pasal.. banyak org keliling buat ragam.. aduh.. macam mana lahh aku boleh ada hubungan dgn dorang nihh???&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahhahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-2287000621322746092?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2287000621322746092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/2287000621322746092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/12/xam-ohh-xam.html' title='xam ohh xam'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4394443401524125367</id><published>2008-12-08T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:21:56.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sayang</title><content type='html'>its too much burden for me...&lt;br /&gt;i just arrived at ma apartment. smelly as weird as before.. i accidentally switched off the fans when i was rushing home! haha. but its okay.. ambi pur is here!! hahaha.. smell as nice as i like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished eatin ma mom's special recipe, nasi ayam!! XD&lt;br /&gt;tasted as sweet as before. really love it.. adore it.. gila bout it.. wat else i can say? its one of ma favourite food in the whole world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma mind 50-50 edi..&lt;br /&gt;i have like.. i donno.. just for a sudden, ma interest in studies getting less. shit! i wanna be like my sister.. she soo smart.. but darn! im not her =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so,&lt;br /&gt;location: her bedroom&lt;br /&gt;time: around midnite&lt;br /&gt;when: yesterday lahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sis: think bout da questions.. the important ones..&lt;br /&gt;me: which are?&lt;br /&gt;sis: if i stop now, wat would i be? wat i wanna be? if i continue, wat can i archieve?&lt;br /&gt;me: ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: don ask a genius stupid questions.. hahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4394443401524125367?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4394443401524125367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4394443401524125367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/12/sayang.html' title='sayang'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6547170573422183150</id><published>2008-12-01T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:47:46.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>latest report for today</title><content type='html'>erm....make the long story short~ its okay.. i mean my days.. quite okay.. had nice food and beverages.. including all those lollipops and candies.. and pancakes.. and hotdogs.. and omg.. i eat like a tooot.. hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im &lt;u&gt;worried&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe and maybe not.. but yea... it sux when i pushed in ma atm card and looked at the screen.. like "OMG!! where's ALL ME MONEY??!!"&lt;br /&gt;but hey, this is life.. i should learn and put myself togetha to save more money even if its cause ma stomach to play dangdut music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends....friends...&lt;br /&gt;which friend?? haha.. someone has told me something.. "naz.. u should do wats best for u.. choose wats best for u but u have to responsible and take full commitment with all decisions u made"&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can.. but err... do i really have to do those last words..??? XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6547170573422183150?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6547170573422183150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6547170573422183150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/12/latest-report-for-today.html' title='latest report for today'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-9168704712924783130</id><published>2008-11-29T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:41:37.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>serik???</title><content type='html'>what is wrong with u people?? sukati aku lah aku nak buat ape.. aku nak fikir ape.. aku nak bekawan dgn sapa.. okay.. i get it. u don wan me to face the same problem or the same situation i had before..&lt;br /&gt;but cant u at least think about it first?? i dun have any frends for god sake.. all i have is people who has pity on me!! becoz why? becoz my life is only inside the sangkar and not in real world.. and what can i say.. thank you very much for making my day worst!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u noe why people call me unmature?? coz u neva give me any chance to do anything without your knowledge.. i cant even buy my own cloth??&lt;br /&gt;i knew dat one day u'll read this and u'll be mad at me for weeks.. but please.. try and put urself in my place..&lt;br /&gt;u and i are different.. different from everything.. except blood lines.. we lived in different culture.. environment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant live my life anymore.. oh god.. i feel like killing myself this instant...its not worth to live in this unfair world....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-9168704712924783130?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/9168704712924783130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/9168704712924783130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/11/serik.html' title='serik???'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4109816659127599871</id><published>2008-11-29T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:26:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haihh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"tak kenal maka tak cinta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;memang aku stuju sangat dgn kenyataan tu.. coz most of the people i tot that i would hate, now.. i really like them.. bukan senang nak jumpe kawan yang sekepala isn't it? its not like you can see those "i am ur true fren" on their forehead or somethin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea.. i really am amazed with those words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"bukan kita yang minta untuk dibenci mahupun disukai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i was really shocked and what can i say.. i've been facing this thing for more than 10 years.. oh! wat a minute.. 18 years if im correct..&lt;br /&gt;its true that we can't see who's our friend and who's not. but try to figure this out.. i mean seriously.. i dunno and i can't change whateva people think bout me nor halang them from talking or treat bad at me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its their.. what people call it.. authority? haha. guess wat? sometimes i don't care at all.. but most of the time.. i feel something hurt inside. obviously im not cut out for this huh.. i have a non-complete social life aka ma social life suc.. or other way, im a failure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"buat bodowh jek"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;okay! i can do dat.. but can it stop your mouth from talking? surelah the answer tidak kan? kalau tak, masakan kau masih ngutuk aku kat belakang walaupun aku puas tolong kau. tak cukup ke? haa?? am i not enuf fren to you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye.. aku tau.. aku tak lawa.. tak pandai dress-up.. i noe where is ma place and where i belong.. but do you? tak penah penah nak puas hati kan? tak penah penah nak understand other people's feelings.. nak jugak buat bende tuh eventho you noe i hate it.. even though i can't stand it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell... think about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4109816659127599871?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4109816659127599871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4109816659127599871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/11/haihh.html' title='haihh'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4177528184400944500</id><published>2008-11-24T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T18:11:51.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fail agi</title><content type='html'>failed again. haiz.. mayb im not cut in for this subject. wat a dumb-ass.. i really hate it tho.. i didnt know that i will fail.. again =.=" maybe a stupid C- would help. but no.. i didnt get that one either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go out dat much lately.. just dat i went out for taking some air. and of course.. dinner.. but i really feel erghh...!!! i wanna drop out frm this.. this U!! y every1 keep denying the truth!! i cant study here!! shit.. i cant take it anymore!! i dun wan this coursE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;arghh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4177528184400944500?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4177528184400944500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4177528184400944500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/11/fail-agi.html' title='fail agi'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4137250239610836036</id><published>2008-11-18T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:38:24.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tough tough</title><content type='html'>hahahah.. i succeed edi. this week im going home.. hoo~! but the otha weeks.. i dun think so.. this time i come back home with alot... i mean really alot of work to do weyh.. the assignments.. syish.. *speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher is getting good in teaching lab sessions. really like her in here. but when it comes to big classes.. with all the noise.. the class intend to be boring. not only her class but all the combination classes. soo boring i tell u.. feel like dying inside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. i dunno why.. ma nights here not dat nice afterall.. i cant sleep.. im hopeless in sleeping therapy.. hahaha today ma class starts at 8 but i only woke up....like 10 mins before that?? aisyoo.. i cant sleep at night and i cant wake up in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a disease!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4137250239610836036?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4137250239610836036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4137250239610836036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/11/tough-tough.html' title='tough tough'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-1137271721523683308</id><published>2008-11-17T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:29:08.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gile....</title><content type='html'>aisyoo... gile punye time table.. rase macam nak mati dowh.. try to imagine.. for few &lt;s&gt;fuckin&lt;/s&gt; days.. my class will start at 8 oclock in da morn~~ wat the hell.. i tot teache would change it to a betta time but not dat timing!~~ huh!!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway...&lt;br /&gt;i think ma head is in trouble. cant really think.. mostly wan to hang out alone in da acr building stairs.. wat the hell.. =.=" y do i feel sooo free and relax there? i dunno why.. maybe coz there's no one there. but quite dangerous thou.. hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going back this week. i will and i dun care. i feel like as if... i wanna do a suprise or something.. come on.. i noe the busses there.. but stil.. i think i need to tell ma mom.. fiuuhh.. hahaha,.. should i? or shouldnt i? that sux... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah.. in da lab.. need to some work.. syish.. wish me luck baby..!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-1137271721523683308?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1137271721523683308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/1137271721523683308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/11/gile.html' title='gile....'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-4481877050121750102</id><published>2008-11-07T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:32:09.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>postpone</title><content type='html'>oh hoo... ma mom has postpone ma journey back to malacca. how thoughtful. at least i got to taste the new madagascar meal with ma sish and ma parents before i go back there. how sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just checked out ma uni's web. well, i got to see ma id number on the supplimentary list for accounting I. ohh how sux is dat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to get ready ma self much earlier than that. really! coz the supp i think it will be afta 7th november or something like dat. i have to checked out later coz now ma eyes and ma mind is concentrating on da bed!~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna mish them... dat would be the main thing. and i got to take this sem seriously. much more seriously than last time. i have to prove to them dat im not playing as in im not serious bout this. its not like i didnt for the fes sem but they didnt actually believed in me. can u believe that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-4481877050121750102?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4481877050121750102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/4481877050121750102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/11/postpone.html' title='postpone'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-5400097577453974216</id><published>2008-11-06T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:49:36.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>hurm... da otha day, i found out that i failed one of ma subjects.. ma core subject.. which ishh.. jeng4 *dreadful sound effect* the accounting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo i have to undergo the strange yet.. wat it called.. "the supplimentary paper"... huh~!! im soo sad u noe when i got the results.. these tears wont go away... T___T but im alright now.. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so.. i will start ma new journey to mmu.. again.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nex monday : ma fes very class for the second sem.. jeng3.. 8 am in the morning.. shit~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. wish me luck~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-5400097577453974216?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5400097577453974216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/5400097577453974216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-7925565116292513262</id><published>2008-11-01T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T20:00:32.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XD hahahaha!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQxBR45IwPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YgqXZiKe1v4/s1600-h/DSCN0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQxBR45IwPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YgqXZiKe1v4/s200/DSCN0833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263653840074883314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQxA7U2dYNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/L_UGWt-DOSs/s1600-h/DSCN0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQxA7U2dYNI/AAAAAAAAAF8/L_UGWt-DOSs/s200/DSCN0825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263653452442853586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQxAn4x3_XI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nfWP8HPW-Lc/s1600-h/DSCN0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQxAn4x3_XI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nfWP8HPW-Lc/s200/DSCN0830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263653118489918834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damn!! im tired...!!! hahaha.. these pictures were taken on October, 30th. well.. u can see my face soo blur and tired.. i fell down when playing the basket and ended up wound on my knee and also pergelangan kaki.. damn its hurt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but diyana (the gurl in fes pic) oso fell down.. so we're like 1-1 hahah its fair and square baby..!! she has wounds just like me.. well, dats becoz she fell on me.. hahah.. but still.. fair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat bed!! (da middle one wor) soo small for both of us.. plus, we're not dat small rite? so.. i told her just to put all the bantal infront da tv.. i wanna take a pic.. but the camera died.. and we ended up havin no otha photo on da next day.. and today.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm lah.. otha pictures.. i can put inside ma head just for ma memoirs.. its cool actually.. to have a bestfrend like her.. a cousin like her.. she is ma second life-savour.. thanx diyana!!! 1437~!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-7925565116292513262?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7925565116292513262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/7925565116292513262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/11/xd-hahahaha.html' title='XD hahahaha!!!'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQxBR45IwPI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YgqXZiKe1v4/s72-c/DSCN0833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-8872372587499206311</id><published>2008-11-01T19:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:38:57.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>its a real hard deal to find a person whom really sincere to be with us, to understand us, to cry with us.. i always do the same mistakes over and over. chose the wrong direction of life that leads me to destruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope someone would save me from the dark.. back to where i am belong.. and together we continue our own life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-8872372587499206311?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8872372587499206311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/8872372587499206311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-real-hard-deal-to-find-person-whom.html' title='sad'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-6239772544246198401</id><published>2008-10-24T02:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:38:31.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kai....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQDDkYS_iNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LhF8yXCoA0g/s1600-h/kai05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQDDkYS_iNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LhF8yXCoA0g/s200/kai05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260419394533558482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;donno&lt;/b&gt; y but i really lurve dis guy up here &gt;///&lt;&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;u&gt;doesnt&lt;/u&gt; look like okay..&lt;br /&gt;but i really really do &lt;i&gt;adore&lt;/i&gt; him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gazette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes the drummer&lt;br /&gt;da &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;current&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 1&lt;br /&gt;i saw once da previous &lt;s&gt;but&lt;/s&gt; still kai's howt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-6239772544246198401?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6239772544246198401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/6239772544246198401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/10/kai.html' title='kai....'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/SQDDkYS_iNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/LhF8yXCoA0g/s72-c/kai05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3120036185995760332.post-3290999811025422243</id><published>2008-10-24T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:16:51.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have some pitiful on me</title><content type='html'>oh shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y is it soo &lt;b&gt;hard&lt;/b&gt; for me to &lt;u&gt;continue&lt;/u&gt; this life&lt;br /&gt;wut did i do wrong to make me feel all the pain&lt;br /&gt;or is it just me u wanna &lt;i&gt;test&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thankful&lt;/b&gt; to u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat im still &lt;i&gt;breathing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;able to enjoy da beautiful scenery&lt;br /&gt;smell the &lt;u&gt;peacefulness&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;however&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y i feel im da &lt;b&gt;only&lt;/b&gt; one to have this&lt;br /&gt;or is just me thinking dat way&lt;br /&gt;y am i so &lt;i&gt;dumb&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help! help! help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my&lt;br /&gt;im too deep&lt;br /&gt;im &lt;b&gt;sorry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3120036185995760332-3290999811025422243?l=nazziesama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/3290999811025422243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3120036185995760332/posts/default/3290999811025422243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nazziesama.blogspot.com/2008/10/have-some-pitiful-on-me.html' title='have some pitiful on me'/><author><name>momo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186952685433273499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VD64RUqxCEk/TMrqQ72StTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/3u0hI_jek58/S220/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+23.07+%233.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
