<?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-6473103</id><updated>2012-01-24T19:37:05.981+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee. Sunshine. Heart-shaped.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>771</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-6379597124310775650</id><published>2008-10-08T02:51:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T09:54:50.612+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[UPDATED]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could still smile at the end of my reading. hurtful truth? &lt;em&gt;biasa je&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done waiting, that was just silly of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And regretfully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also putting an end to this space. Too much revealation for my embarassement. there said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, this space has been with me since Feb 2004. Good 4 years and i never see this coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*wiping tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, girls for making this space a history. Drop me ur gmail address. i'll be &lt;em&gt;somewhere&lt;/em&gt;.. dont hesitate even if u've only been my silent reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Mehran and hanin, have u got urs?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Ye cipah, saya ternampak link saya dekat blog awak ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess this is goodbye to the rest, ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me endless happiness in my new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s I'll be in KL for Deepavali long weekend. invite me for open house! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-6379597124310775650?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/6379597124310775650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=6379597124310775650&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6379597124310775650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6379597124310775650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/10/awkward.html' title='Awkward'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-7990541339294621526</id><published>2008-10-07T16:41:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:51:20.028+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, Allah.</title><content type='html'>So much to write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This raya was very meaningful, both for my family and myself...we had quality time whenever all of us were together , be it playing cards for the boys or computer games 'flip words' for the girls; eating and chit-chatting with each other or the annual bbq event. both my parents admitted that this was the best raya for them...i agreed. we didnt managed to capture family photo or have our colour theme on those days but we surely had our best memories with each others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was especially happy to see my nephews started to get to know each other (the youngest being 1 year old and the oldest is 11 years old) and played along. it was such an adorable scene to enjoy their antiques, cheeky and innocent. despite the fact that they only met up once or twice a year, the bonding's effortless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[deleted]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-7990541339294621526?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/7990541339294621526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=7990541339294621526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7990541339294621526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7990541339294621526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-allah.html' title='Thank You, Allah.'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-861000766503120458</id><published>2008-09-26T19:50:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:50:43.124+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I wishh..</title><content type='html'>so this will be my first raya in Msia after 5 years abroad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my first raya since i started working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately, i am on call the night of raya=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, when all my of family including the extended ones would gather at my home and have fun in our own way..i'll be stuck in the hospital &lt;s&gt;with my favourite MO;p &lt;/s&gt;until at least 7am on eid itself...i tried not to think of how much i'll miss the moments..tgh berangan2 nak clerk patients ditemani lagu raya nih, chewaahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time i finish, i need to &lt;s&gt;speed&lt;/s&gt; drive home early in the morning to catch Eid prayer and of course after that, succumb to the food feast..lalalala...hopefully, i'll save enough energy to stay awake throughout the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm off from work for 3 day and voluntereed myself to be oncall again on day 4 of raya. reason being, there's my relative's wedding reception and i'm totally not in the mood to answer &lt;em&gt;unnecessary question&lt;/em&gt; together with nasty smirk; up to the point i'm tempted to tell to their face, 'mind your own bussiness!' so that's the deal, on call while having fun with my fellow colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's about it for my first raya back in Msia i think...until 3rd weekend of next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i'm off, i wanna wish all of u a happy and meaningful Eid celebration with ur loved ones...may we all be blessed with Allah and within His guidance..maaf zahir dan batin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[deleted]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-861000766503120458?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/861000766503120458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=861000766503120458&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/861000766503120458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/861000766503120458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wishh.html' title='I wishh..'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4469818081864656828</id><published>2008-09-25T01:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T01:39:05.932+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Haih!</title><content type='html'>So, i made a mental note to find tudung and sandal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try yang ini, letak balik...try yg itu, rasa macam biasa je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end up beli cd lagu raya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, rindu nak shopping dengan jayanya=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4469818081864656828?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4469818081864656828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4469818081864656828&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4469818081864656828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4469818081864656828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/09/haih.html' title='Haih!'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2250598738154161674</id><published>2008-09-23T08:56:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:16:33.519+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisce...</title><content type='html'>My first time of Ramadhan as a working lady...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The routine goes like this: i would be waken up by my mother for sahur &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i know, bad daughter for not helping her out but i was too tired from daily job and driving)&lt;/span&gt; and quickly had my sahur before sleeping again. wake up in time to get ready for work and drives for about 40 mins to work. yeah, it's a bit of a distance but it's my parents wish to see me for berbuka and sahur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work usually starts at 730-5pm. in between, i would walk to the kuarters during lunch break for zuhur and quick nap...most of the time, i'll be finishing by 4pm and ladida-ing while waiting to punch out. doing surgery during Ramadhan is a bless, friendly environment and much less workload; but not if i am in OT list like yesterday. it's 715pm and i was still doing the operation report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, i would walk to the bazaar Ramadhan with my frens. Altho i dont have to buy anything but i still join the crowd cos i love the &lt;s&gt;smell&lt;/s&gt; sight of food feast. heheh..once or twice, i just buy some of my favourite's to get over with my cravings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd wait after 615pm before heading home to avoid &lt;s&gt;pancaran matahari terik&lt;/s&gt; heavy traffic. I reach home in time for berbuka and after terawikh, i spend some time with &lt;s&gt;more food&lt;/s&gt; my mum before hitting the sack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with my frens for berbuka when on call. we'd either: buy some food and eat together2, eating out at the nearest restaurant or doing Mc'D delivery..i gotta rush after that for rounds and pray hard to get some sleep while working throughout the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, how's ur Ramadhan routines?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2250598738154161674?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2250598738154161674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2250598738154161674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2250598738154161674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2250598738154161674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/09/reminisce.html' title='Reminisce...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-7906779064641810772</id><published>2008-09-21T15:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:14:01.063+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Titipan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'haha sug. thanx for the kad raya! didnt expect it. sepraiss!tq!tq! &lt;strong&gt;oh thank god i cud still read ur handwriting. r u really a doc?&lt;/strong&gt; haha. selamat berbuka....'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's cute, hon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-7906779064641810772?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/7906779064641810772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=7906779064641810772&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7906779064641810772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7906779064641810772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/09/titipan.html' title='Titipan...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-947199524563114457</id><published>2008-09-16T14:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T20:07:38.350+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGY</title><content type='html'>I need to clear up my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far this tag from Farina is the trickiest to do but for the fun of it, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 random things you love: (in no particular order)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my faith&lt;br /&gt;2. my family&lt;br /&gt;3. my frens&lt;br /&gt;4. books&lt;br /&gt;5. good food&lt;br /&gt;6. SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;7. sports&lt;br /&gt;8. travelling&lt;br /&gt;9. HERBALIFE&lt;br /&gt;10. Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;11. Internet&lt;br /&gt;12. shoes&lt;br /&gt;13. bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 movies you like: (in no particular order)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love actually&lt;br /&gt;2. Harry Porter&lt;br /&gt;3. Seniman Bujang Lapok&lt;br /&gt;4. LOTR&lt;br /&gt;7. AADC&lt;br /&gt;8. Ali Setan (LOL!!)&lt;br /&gt;9. Pendekar Bujang Lapok&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;br /&gt;12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 Band/Artists: (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Anuar Zain&lt;br /&gt;2. Faizal Tahir&lt;br /&gt;3. Kerispatih&lt;br /&gt;4. Faizal Yusop&lt;br /&gt;5. Johnny Depp&lt;br /&gt;6. Takuya Kimura&lt;br /&gt;7. Nicolas Putra&lt;br /&gt;8. Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;9. Usher&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 things about you physically and personality wise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. short-fused&lt;br /&gt;2. (emotionally) transparent&lt;br /&gt;3. **-24-36&lt;br /&gt;4. appreciative&lt;br /&gt;5. simple&lt;br /&gt;6.determined&lt;br /&gt;7. cepat merajuk&lt;br /&gt;8.(not so) LPU?&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 songs for your wedding: (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ohhh, i think i'll pass these to the future husband &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 fav drinks/food: (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. lasagna&lt;br /&gt;2. air cendol&lt;br /&gt;3. ayam masak pedas&lt;br /&gt;4. ikan keli masak sambal&lt;br /&gt;5. ikan patin masak lemak cili api&lt;br /&gt;6. Krispy Kreme&lt;br /&gt;7. Spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;8. Laksa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things you always wear:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. baju&lt;br /&gt;2. seluar&lt;br /&gt;3. tudung&lt;br /&gt;4. sunnies&lt;br /&gt;5. kasut&lt;br /&gt;6.watch&lt;br /&gt;7. bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 pet peeves: (in no particular order)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. being scolded for any reason =(&lt;br /&gt;2. sweet talker&lt;br /&gt;3. taken for granted&lt;br /&gt;4. sleepless night&lt;br /&gt;5. hunger (kan, Mehran?hehe..)&lt;br /&gt;6. hot weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things you touch everyday: (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. handphone&lt;br /&gt;2. my face&lt;br /&gt;3. pen&lt;br /&gt;4. food&lt;br /&gt;5. laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 shows you watch: (in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Takuya Kimura's&lt;br /&gt;2. OTH&lt;br /&gt;3. Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;4. Oprah's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 celebrities: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. P Ramlee&lt;br /&gt;2. Oprah&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 current wishes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. shopping spree in Melbourne with girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;2. meeting life partner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 person you could spend the rest of your life with:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No 2 in aboved question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************************&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sleepy and dizzy. I've been working for more than 28 hours with only 3 hours sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy also hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-947199524563114457?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/947199524563114457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=947199524563114457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/947199524563114457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/947199524563114457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/09/taggy.html' title='TAGGY'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-7586399582225757173</id><published>2008-09-15T09:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:33:12.362+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nevermind</title><content type='html'>I guess i was plain wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget what i wrote earlier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-7586399582225757173?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/7586399582225757173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=7586399582225757173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7586399582225757173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7586399582225757173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-guess-i-was-plain-wrong.html' title='Nevermind'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5125594699832908628</id><published>2008-09-08T00:01:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:07:28.228+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Write...</title><content type='html'>1. I would be the one to wake the housemates up for sahur. we groggily went downstairs and feed ourselves, mine as simple as milk and dates. things started to be lively after school when we discussed of what to have for breaking fast across the rooms. we then had our gala time in the kitchen &lt;s&gt;experimenting&lt;/s&gt; preparing the meals. we laughed, we sang, we gossiped over the paste and fry. more than twice we decided to order for pizza or walk our way to the nearest restaurant. terawikh was performed in jemaah afterwards i usually called the day off so that i could save energy to wake up early for some solitude time with HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed those. I missed having the freedom of myself. I missed having the time for myself and Up Above. I missed doing things with my girlfrens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I calculated my baju raya. I still have 1 unworn embroided green baju kurung which is a gift from my aunt last year. there's this peach kebaya i bought from sarawak and on top of that, i bought silk for baju kurung and retro pattern for another kebaya. ok, that's 4 already...and now i have another gift from another aunt, red to my liking. that'll be 5...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hah! macam budak budak la pulakk banyaknyee&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*rolled eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I thought i have eaten well enough but when i stepped on the weighing scale, i saw 50.9kg. *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gasp&lt;/span&gt;* that was what i used to weigh when i was 12 years old, 15 years ago. that'll be 10kg loss from my usual weight..my brother kidded me as if i'm gonna *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pooff&lt;/span&gt;* vanish cos he never saw me this erm, small?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.We were having girls' talk in the oncall room when the question popped up &lt;em&gt;"What's the thing that makes you happy?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my answer was none other that SHOPPING, speaking of which i have been successful in avoiding this month. Fret not, i have already booked the flight ticket to be in KL next month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.My sister and SIL both agreed that i am his first crush. He publicly expressed his affection towards me. He thought of telling me first when he started fasting this year. He made his mum jealous for choosing me over her. He often picked his mum's phone and pretended to be messaging me. He hold my hand and hugged me tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you too, nephew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5125594699832908628?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5125594699832908628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5125594699832908628&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5125594699832908628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5125594699832908628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/09/write.html' title='Write...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8547535666289562094</id><published>2008-09-06T17:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T18:55:43.660+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Greeting...</title><content type='html'>For the past 5 years while i was in Melb, i receive at least a handful of kad raya from family and friends before every eid. I looked forward to peek through our mailbox whenever i reached home from class and it never failed to excite me as i saw my name in front of the envelope. i was very happy each time.&lt;strong&gt;sweet thought&lt;/strong&gt; from afar but unfortunately, i wasnt creative enough for a handmade kad raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*blush*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now's my chance to return the deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me your home address and you can either post it in the commentbox or email me at &lt;a href="mailto:chapz_y@yahoo.com"&gt;chapz_y@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reaches out to each and everyone that arrives here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent readers, or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, including &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8547535666289562094?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8547535666289562094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8547535666289562094&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8547535666289562094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8547535666289562094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/09/greeting.html' title='Greeting...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8162446116904522740</id><published>2008-08-31T15:30:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:02:42.635+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8eRPGMnyefk&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desir pasir di padang tandus&lt;br /&gt;Segar sang pemikiran hati&lt;br /&gt;Terkisah ku di antara&lt;br /&gt;Cinta yang rumit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila keyakinanku datang&lt;br /&gt;Kasih bukan sekedar cinta&lt;br /&gt;Pengorbanan cinta yang agung Kupertaruhkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan bila ku tak sempurna&lt;br /&gt;Cinta ini tak mungkin ku cegah&lt;br /&gt;Ayat-ayat cinta bercerita&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila bahagia mulai menyentuh&lt;br /&gt;Seakan ku bisa hidup lebih lama&lt;br /&gt;Namun harus kutinggalkan cinta&lt;br /&gt;Ketika ku bersujud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the song i was talking about but this song accompanied me as i could not sleep after assisting an appendicectomy last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, Ramadhan greets us again. I have fond affection towards this particular month as i gained ultimate strength and solitude from the up above when nothing else matters but HIM. Things were running deep low and i was losing my good sense, HE brought me closer to HIM. I was bestowed with a faith that Allah will never leave me alone whatever happened. HE calmed me down and taught me to accept fate. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also have the fondest memories of 5 years back in Melb during this holy month especially with the dearest housemates and sporting GF's. I truly treasure our moments of cooking together (and sing-along in the kitchen). I highly appreciate our collective effort to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imarah &lt;/span&gt;Ramadhan. It's been wonderful.&lt;/p&gt;Let us all embrace Ramadhan with a hope that it'll bring us closer to our Al-Mighty and blessed with HIS guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya Allah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8162446116904522740?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8162446116904522740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8162446116904522740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8162446116904522740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8162446116904522740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-3045263326469537911</id><published>2008-08-29T20:54:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:19:11.429+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Off</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking of having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;song here after few times of it tugging my heart but  i then  realised  unwelcoming coincidence, decided againts it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with altered ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day  while tapping our fingers away  at the nurse station as we wait for the lunch break, we came up with something exciting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like surgery has been giving us good time. Gallivanting, almost. Our next journey would be O&amp;amp;G. hell, they said. soo, in order to reward ourselves before submitting to endless stress  in O&amp;amp;G, we'll apply for a leave before we end this rotation. Maybe end of Nov to go to Jakarta as she was once a student there. Having fun and shopping like mad with the other 2 partners in crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's plan Number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next: we were imagining ourselves to be very2 busy and tired during O&amp;amp;G rotation, no time to spend money. So as calculated, there'd be at least 4K to spend by the end of the rotation so we figured, we'll take the chance in Ortho rotation to fly to Gold Coast (unless anyone could suggest any better place to go? ) i know i've been to GC but a second trip wouldnt hurt i guess. I'll let u know if we found a better place to go. No, Europe has to wait till we could apply for a longer holiday( and richer) once we are MO's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's plan number 2 and 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were giggling and  feeling damn excited about it all along, one could've think we got delirious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, tomorrow's family day for surgical department. when else would you be rubbing shoulders with your superiors in sporting mood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm gonna missed it, no thanks to oncall duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUWA! &lt;s&gt; aku nak masuk pertandingan makan buahhhh.....&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-3045263326469537911?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/3045263326469537911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=3045263326469537911&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3045263326469537911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3045263326469537911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/off.html' title='Off'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-6784222329747385514</id><published>2008-08-29T00:37:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T01:34:06.218+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed..</title><content type='html'>huwaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farina, pls dont rub salt on my wound..jgnla cakap wedding tuh meriahhh cos lagiiii aku kecewa and nyesal sebab tak pergii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* mulut monconggg*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okeh, date noted Peon...aku akan cuba sedaya upaya utk attend reception ko nti..worst come to worst, aku abscond from the hospital bleyy?? hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i attended perioperative mortality audit for the hospital and it's a good post-mortem effort yet eye-rolling for some of the unrealistic remarks given by the non-practising medical professional.  You should not go finding faults and pointing fingers to other people based on unwise hind-sight bias but dismissed other people's explanation. very funny! It takes a strong character to accept that life and death is beyond the doctor's power but the Almighty. But the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;moment &lt;/span&gt;would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I have something to say, whether we cut this man or not, he's going to die'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i'm meaning to write about something else. More exciting and look forward to but i guess that'll be for next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faatin's finally shared our karaoke pics, thanks to Facebook. Mehran, i hope u dont go crying urself for missing tis one. ihiks! I'm contemplating of putting them up here..full of expression...fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-6784222329747385514?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/6784222329747385514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=6784222329747385514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6784222329747385514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6784222329747385514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/mixed.html' title='Mixed..'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-3691899372874991889</id><published>2008-08-28T00:20:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:44:21.632+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Random..</title><content type='html'>Peon, aku mmg plan nak pergi wedding Ipek tp takde transport. Pastu plak bila zila offer nak ajak pergi sesama wif ina and sofia, aku still kat UIA for my sis's graduation so agak time constraint. would've been there having fun wif u girls, otherwise=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i couldnt believe my turn of luck. After work today, i went to Tesco to accompany a fren doing her groceries when i saw a familiar figure. It's the bride herself so i went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ipekkkk"&lt;/span&gt; in the middle of the aisle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soo glad for the coincidence. Perhaps, its the LOA cos i was thinking how to let her know that i couldnt make it to her other reception as i'll be on call this saturday. Anyway, back to our catch-up's, she was telling me how '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meriah&lt;/span&gt;' her wedding was wif my fellow SSPians' antiques. A glint of regret for not making it but i was glad to hear... I could almost imagine how cheery the reception as proven in the Facebook's pics...but He gave me a chance to meet the bride in person ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ohh, i would've be broke if i am to work in Kl with my latest shopping habit...thank GOD, it's only been once a month for the shopping spree and here i am making an announcement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Maka setelah diperkenankan Mohor raja- raja , saya dengan ini mengishtiharkan bahawa bulan September telah jatuh menjadi bulan berjimat cermat.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari bersama-sama kita sensasikannya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-3691899372874991889?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/3691899372874991889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=3691899372874991889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3691899372874991889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3691899372874991889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/random.html' title='Random..'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4857497625861785305</id><published>2008-08-25T15:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:13:50.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quoted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's not enough to just imagine happiness. Like all dreams, one must then endeavor to experience it as well, knocking on doors, turning over stones, and otherwise giving your couch and your vision board a rest. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4857497625861785305?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4857497625861785305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4857497625861785305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4857497625861785305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4857497625861785305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/quoted.html' title='Quoted...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1864118020577181868</id><published>2008-08-20T22:26:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:35:24.855+10:00</updated><title type='text'>5 year's old...</title><content type='html'>I picked up my mobile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Syahman: hellooo, nih abang nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: hellooooo abangg....ini cik nur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Syahman: awak datang rumah sini cepat cepat ye...cepatt cepattt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me: *chuckles* okayyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Syahman: saya suka cik nurrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me: *stunned* eheh, saya suka awak jugaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank GOD i'm actually coming to KL this weekend for my sister's graduation and the usual retreat from work...so, there's a chance for me to attend Ifi's reception on saturday, only that i dont have transportation. i guess, i'll just see how it goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-1864118020577181868?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/1864118020577181868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=1864118020577181868&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1864118020577181868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1864118020577181868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-years-old.html' title='5 year&apos;s old...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8534671560437141714</id><published>2008-08-15T09:40:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T23:33:08.638+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Now i know...</title><content type='html'>I did not realise until that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put down my white coat and bag and landed on my bed. I was alone in my studio (kuarters). I lied awake staring the ceiling and slowly i felt the tears. I sobbed in silence. the tv's on and i let the tears flowing down my cheek. no words to describe how i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while. I could not let people know how vulnerable i felt. i internalised the pain, i swallowed everything. i shuddered at the thought of people reaching out for me. the pain does not worth anybody's time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've accepted my loss (and the choice to leave). It's only this pain i have to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and put myself to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8534671560437141714?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8534671560437141714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8534671560437141714&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8534671560437141714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8534671560437141714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-i-know.html' title='Now i know...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-7230173797152002497</id><published>2008-08-11T23:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:45:11.150+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mohon</title><content type='html'>Ya Allah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permudahkanlah urusanku, peringankanlah bebanku, perjelaskanlah tujuan hidup ku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;br /&gt;Tenangkanlah hatiku, kurniakanlah petunjuk, taufik dah hidayah kepadaku...limpahkanlah kasih sayang dan rahmatmu kepadaku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;br /&gt;Kurniakanlah kepadaku seorang yang dapat mengasihiku kerana Mu, yang dapat membimbingku ke jalan Mu dan permudahkanlah urusan kami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah,&lt;br /&gt;Hanya kepada Mu aku memohon dan bergantung harap, hanya Engkau yang Maha Mengetahui segala apa yang terbaik buat diriku...perkenankanlah ya Allah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-7230173797152002497?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/7230173797152002497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=7230173797152002497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7230173797152002497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7230173797152002497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/mohon.html' title='Mohon'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-9003969470470791301</id><published>2008-08-08T20:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T21:05:21.913+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7u7DWvXbRmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7u7DWvXbRmM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;jangan dekat atau&lt;br /&gt;jangan datang kepadaku lagi&lt;br /&gt;aku semakin tersiksa&lt;br /&gt;karena tak memilikimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku coba jalani hari&lt;br /&gt;dengan mengganti dirimu&lt;br /&gt;tapi hatiku selalu&lt;br /&gt;berpihak lagi padamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengapa semua ini&lt;br /&gt;terjadi kepadaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reff:&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan maafkan diri ini&lt;br /&gt;Yang tak pernah bisa&lt;br /&gt;Menjauh dari angan tentangnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;namun apalah daya ini&lt;br /&gt;bila ternyata sesungguhnya&lt;br /&gt;aku terlalu cinta dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-9003969470470791301?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/9003969470470791301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=9003969470470791301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/9003969470470791301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/9003969470470791301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/terlalu-cinta.html' title='Bare...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8737118798196249891</id><published>2008-08-03T00:19:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T01:00:52.439+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Flashback...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She looked at her watch. She took a glance at her phone. Smiling sadly, she knew she thought right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's almost time. Final call to board her journey back to Down Under. Her last moments in this foreign land with her dearest people was about to begin. She comforted herself and walked towards the departure hall. Phone switched off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It was indeed, another empty promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;***********************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She stared long before the writing. She should've known better. She cursed herself silently for being silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She turned away, slowly making a small steps. the end seems further away. she quickened her pace and attempted to take control. she promised to never turn back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She was stoppped by what she thought a reflection of light. She closed her eyes and covered her ears. She reminded herself of how hard it's been before, she's not willing for it to happen again. Sting of sadness hit her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once bitten, twice shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8737118798196249891?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8737118798196249891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8737118798196249891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8737118798196249891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8737118798196249891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/flashback.html' title='Flashback...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8853783885408209900</id><published>2008-08-01T00:43:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:03:33.159+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit...</title><content type='html'>I was flipping through the magazine, as the words' written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A TOUGH CHOICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;There will always be a time when you will be too sentimental to let go but too practical to hang on. It's a tough battle and i dont have the answer to the dilemma, but just take comfort that you're not the only one feeling that way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahh, good to know;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'm off to the family affair in Cameron H. Find me up there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8853783885408209900?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8853783885408209900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8853783885408209900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8853783885408209900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8853783885408209900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/08/hit.html' title='Hit...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-3957460527918099706</id><published>2008-07-31T02:00:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T02:42:59.742+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Void</title><content type='html'>Never mind the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday, 4 of us reunited: Me, Zila, Zarin and Ann but we're missing on Teejay and Baiti. We did what we're best at in Melb: shopping till the shop closed. oh yes, we did! it was Ann's idea as she was the last to join the spree. In between the fitting room and paying the bills, we had good ol Nando's and fill each other in with the going of life. it feels &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok &lt;/span&gt;to spill it out to non-condescending friends. At the end of the day, everyone went home in satisfaction over their purchase...i sure did! ehehe..for the fun of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/SJCSh0lvE6I/AAAAAAAAAzc/VGvFeLactbs/s1600-h/W580i_see_the_product_large_5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/SJCSh0lvE6I/AAAAAAAAAzc/VGvFeLactbs/s400/W580i_see_the_product_large_5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228840277127402402" border="0" /&gt;Metro Pink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/SJCSXlSZHAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/PalqTAODdcg/s1600-h/ES1622_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/SJCSXlSZHAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/PalqTAODdcg/s400/ES1622_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228840101221047298" border="0" /&gt;Analog Black Dial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also bumped into someone searching for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the ring&lt;/span&gt;..aawww, dont u lookk radiantly happy honey? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(with ur shocking pink flip flop that will never ever match ur baju kurunggg)&lt;/span&gt; ;)and yeay, I'm now a member of MPH's readers circle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along to Tuesday nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN is definitely an understatement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farina, Peon, Liyana, Faatin (and her sister) is the most sporting bunch i'm glad to be with. We sure let ourselves loose and lived the room alive with the ultimate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rempit-lagi-rock-kapak&lt;/span&gt;'s songs. I wish Zila's there to join the craziness... good spread of food and yes, i agree Farina...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;waiter is cute..ahah! and ohh, Fatin has proof of how much fun we had last night but i wouldn't dare to expose it to the public. it spells disaster,hahahha..but i'd like to  have a look at it though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel better to see the familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends from heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-3957460527918099706?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/3957460527918099706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=3957460527918099706&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3957460527918099706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3957460527918099706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/07/void.html' title='Void'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/SJCSh0lvE6I/AAAAAAAAAzc/VGvFeLactbs/s72-c/W580i_see_the_product_large_5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1887249832873279795</id><published>2008-07-29T12:59:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T13:02:03.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Out!</title><content type='html'>WElloooowwww people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wouldnt be fair to cram in my fab girls' day out in this short entry so i'll save it for nx time...but as for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redbox, Sogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;830pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-1887249832873279795?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/1887249832873279795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=1887249832873279795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1887249832873279795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1887249832873279795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/07/shout-out.html' title='Shout Out!'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-6474169902511884131</id><published>2008-07-25T16:19:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T17:02:47.356+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Days..</title><content type='html'>*dancing dancing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! today's my first of 9 days of holiday. BLISS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off with meeting up with my &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" href="http://herbalifestation.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERBALIFE&lt;/a&gt; partner, followed with mangosteen feast at the frontyard and i just finished cooking lunch...ohh yes, my first after 4 month &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ehemmm, i sure cook one laa when i get married...this, speaking of single life;p)&lt;/span&gt; and tonight i'll be off to KL for a few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted my darling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;KAMI&lt;/span&gt;'s to know whether they're free tomorrow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(too bad, my SIL had replacement class,eheh)&lt;/span&gt; and i got a  quick call from Ann saying she wished to meet me, and Zila texted me later for shopping spree at MV..voila, i'm super-duper-over-the-roof excited for this meet up tomorrow so i decided to include Syims. sounds like a plan!! *cheer*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tentatively plan for karaoke on Tuesday night. Ok tak, girls? i know Syu's curious to know the date so i'm stating it here....the tagline would be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; " Come laaa....join the party!!&lt;/span&gt; Now, who's genius to guess which  movie i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cilok &lt;/span&gt;this dialogue...ehehehe;p hopefully we'd be able to execute this..Liyana, ur coming to this one right? or u wanna have a different lunch date to treat me? maybe on the day itself *winky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya Allah for the next weekend, i'm half-sponsoring our family getaway to Camer0n H1ghland..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, it feels totally great. finally, i feel like a carefree 20-something year old girl again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*doing jumpstar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i need some guidance of which bank that offers the best credit card package (and easy-quick registration?) anyone anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-6474169902511884131?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/6474169902511884131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=6474169902511884131&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6474169902511884131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6474169902511884131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/07/wonderful-days.html' title='Wonderful Days..'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2058542233559859759</id><published>2008-07-25T09:32:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T18:27:50.631+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeeny weeny...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If i am to be honest at this moment, i am thinking of quitting my job. Anyone disagree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiks, i passed my exit assessment for medical rotation. it's been 4 months...25th is my favourite day;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it's not so much about being extended that scares me cos medicine is an enriching and interesting field, but the thought of going to &lt;s&gt;lunch&lt;/s&gt; work without my favourite frens is demotivating..personally, i think i've gained so much knowledge but procedure-wise, i am not that great...huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umi's been a petite person with a big heart from the day i entered the chaotic department and took care of me while i went thru the i-am-not-for-this-job-i-wanna-quit period. God-sent angel, she's been to me. We do plan to live next to each other after this and drive our husband crazy with our antiques...haha, we had so much stupid jokes shared and that's one of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got closer to Nadrah once we teamed up in Bendahara @ haunted ward with so many patients and so many deaths...hahaha, but it's really fun to have her as partner as she's the composed one and our target would always be the same everyday: go have lunch at 1pm sharp and finished our work by 5pm...lalalala..then of course we extend our colleague-ship to eating partner...favourite social activity after work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am's been funny and wanky teaser, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oklahh&lt;/span&gt;..helpful too *rolled eyes* one day he caught me taking my portion for lunch and went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"huh, makan banyak..badan sekeping je.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and that's been an issue for him ever since..hahaha. we shared gossips and at times, i gotta bully him..ok, he bullied me as well :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak suzie's my sifooo...i gotta say i was sooo scared of her in my earlier days until we got to know each other well and manage to work as a team. its heart-warming to hear her saying out loud that i was her favourite houseman...hahah, even if she loved to tease me for my Oz pronounciation, i still heart her for what she'd taught and nagged at me...again, gossip partner we are now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, it's not soo much of the workload but with whom we work with and shared our working life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's the end of medicine...it's time for surgery. Next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2058542233559859759?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2058542233559859759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2058542233559859759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2058542233559859759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2058542233559859759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/07/teeeny-weeny.html' title='Teeeny weeny...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4093228103416799028</id><published>2008-07-19T22:32:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T22:47:21.888+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching....</title><content type='html'>Tadaaaa, i feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;refreshed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay, i've bought the tics to go to KL next Friday for quite some days. hopefully this time, i could spare some time to meet up with my girls. I know Redb0x would be a great idea for my high school fellow but that would need weekdays...and i'll make sure no more sore throat this time;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, i'm dying to meet my Bantingites and Monash clan though i know there'll be busy in the hospital. it's gonna be happy moments to simply sit down and engaged in a long conversation with these precious people...how should i do it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Nur pergi jumaat malam..sabtu kaksya ada kelas ganti kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kaksya: haah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: ohh takpelah, Nur boleh keluar dgn kawan kawan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kaksya: ehhh, jangan janji lagi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: hahahahha, macam manalahh Nur nak ada boyfren kalu ada sis-in-law yang terlalu suka kat i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kaksya: eeeee, perasannye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alsooooooooooooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be even more exciting if one or two of my girls could take a leave on Monday or Tuesday to be my shopping partner...*battling eyelashes* i think i've made up my mind of which handphone to settle with...i hope the white one would look nice. also, good books good books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come Friday, quick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4093228103416799028?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4093228103416799028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4093228103416799028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4093228103416799028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4093228103416799028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/07/searching.html' title='Searching....'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1640083705779271997</id><published>2008-07-18T11:09:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:49:42.048+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Incoherent</title><content type='html'>Last night i dreamt of Redb0x, so i texted miss F. hehehe, let's just hope it's a plan for the last week of this month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality checked; i'm just another readily available &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bus stop &lt;/span&gt;that can be visited at one's own convenient.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i feel so low and mad at myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; i made up my mind. i'm not coping up with the other flamboyant &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bus stops'&lt;/span&gt; and i dont like to be treated like one. it's confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fellow friends, i'm having VIVA assessment next week upon finishing medical rotation. please pray that i'll do well for this so that i could proceed to another rotation....aminnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful that wherever i go, i've been blessed with a bunch of great truest friends to rely on. from SSPians to Bantingites to Monash clan and now, HKB...there're these people who will laugh with me, thought of me and creates wonderful journey despites major obstacles along the way. Alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaa, i'm planning to buy a few good books to feed my mind. Any suggestion, friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received endless wedding invitation from my thoughtful frens. i'm dying to attend all of them but time and distance doesnt permit =( whenever i looked at the pics of small reunion of my frens during the celebration, my heart sank. i would love to be in the crowd. sad=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-1640083705779271997?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/1640083705779271997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=1640083705779271997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1640083705779271997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1640083705779271997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/07/incoherent.html' title='Incoherent'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2945791030558397212</id><published>2008-07-12T12:57:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T13:27:49.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>There goes...</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://niesapunye.blogspot.com/"&gt; Niesa&lt;/a&gt; to write about  7 facts about me, so what about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1. I LOVE my darling girlfrens very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. I HATE sweet talker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3. I LOVE watermelon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. I HATE on calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5. I LOVE playing team sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. I HATE to be a favourite past time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7. I LOVE Melbourne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all for now. I'm hiding &lt;a href="http://destinytells.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2945791030558397212?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2945791030558397212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2945791030558397212&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2945791030558397212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2945791030558397212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/07/there-goes.html' title='There goes...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1900684889795402423</id><published>2008-07-07T23:55:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:01:47.623+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my world</title><content type='html'>I was lying on my bed waiting for the exhaustion to go away, as i flicked thru &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Variety &lt;/span&gt;and came across this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nbG8s-k10Bg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nbG8s-k10Bg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;br /&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;br /&gt;And no one understands you&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever wanna runaway?&lt;br /&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;br /&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud&lt;br /&gt;That no one hears you screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you desperate to find something more?&lt;br /&gt;Before your life is over&lt;br /&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;br /&gt;With their big fake smiles and stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;To be like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;br /&gt;No one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;br /&gt;You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Never had to work it was always there&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what it's like, what it's like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like (what it's like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be hurt&lt;br /&gt;To feel lost&lt;br /&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;br /&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;br /&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;br /&gt;And no one's there to save you&lt;br /&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when there're things i could not write it down here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;hard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-1900684889795402423?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/1900684889795402423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=1900684889795402423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1900684889795402423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1900684889795402423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/07/welcome-to-my-world.html' title='Welcome to my world'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-964910011493341633</id><published>2008-06-24T23:10:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:46:41.548+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Darling...</title><content type='html'>We were waiting for my brother outside the mall, me leaning againts the handphone billboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; abang, abang..cantik tak nih? (pointing to a beautiful model on the advert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;: tak cantik...cik nur cantik!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Me &amp;amp; his mum: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;*bewildered*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;: adik adik...tak cantik kan yang nih ( pointing to the advert again..) cik nur cantik kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i totally didnt see it coming but that was really2 sweet of him.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that wasnt enough, hear this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were playing around in the room..lying on the small bed together with my sis in law when suddenly he turned to me and hugged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"saya love you...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It caught me off guard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;his mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;APEEE?? abang tak pernah pun cakap kat mama macam tuh..mama je ckp kat abg ..ini first time abg pegi cakap kat cik nur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; *mocking a mad face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teeeeheeee=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever we go shopping together, he would always pick a shoe for me to try and goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cantiknnyyeeeeeee...'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-964910011493341633?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/964910011493341633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=964910011493341633&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/964910011493341633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/964910011493341633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/06/that-puts-back-smile.html' title='My Darling...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-588540803311676962</id><published>2008-06-23T22:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:23:04.640+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks &lt;/span&gt;for letting me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-588540803311676962?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/588540803311676962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=588540803311676962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/588540803311676962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/588540803311676962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/06/thanks-for-letting-me-down.html' title=''/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8555092919851902410</id><published>2008-06-18T23:27:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T23:45:20.522+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Spectrum...</title><content type='html'>As i started to work through the night, it struck my heart to see parents of HIV patients sleeping on the floor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beralaskan &lt;/span&gt;papers or small mat while taking care of their dying son. Their flesh and blood who might never try to re-pay their sacrifices all the while, let alone to become a good citizent. These people whom we detest and look at in disgust for what they've done to destroy their own life-and yet unconditional love never dies. These mother or father have my biggest respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man from the old folks house, having no children. struggling to take ablution and perform his prayers (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shame on some of us who take this obligation for granted!&lt;/span&gt;), ate the hospital meal in hunger. It crushed my heart, this one. I wish i could do more than what i've done to help him. I wish real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cry*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8555092919851902410?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8555092919851902410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8555092919851902410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8555092919851902410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8555092919851902410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/06/spectrum.html' title='Spectrum...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2941879988035953007</id><published>2008-06-17T22:14:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:00:13.090+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's gonna sound soooo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funny &lt;/span&gt;if i say that i am enjoying me work at the moments..not exactly funny as in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;, but there's no better vocab i could think of to describe ( that reminds me to read more...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to reflect back how much tears i poured and resentment i felt towards this job, it's a relief to everyone that i could be at this phase where there's no longer meek long-faced sad-looking girl but the bubbly and let's get-going one. one or two frens still teased me over how miserable i was in month 1 and two, expressing their suprise how much i've changed. hey, when the going gets tough, the tough &lt;s&gt;go shopping&lt;/s&gt; gets going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not all rosy in this medical dept..i'm still one of the least knowledgeable and skillfull first-poster housemen..i still got weak-kneed whenever patient collapse or when lesson learnt the hard way but i've been able to move on past them...it haunted &lt;s&gt; for fear of getting through mortality audit&lt;/s&gt; but what else could i do as i dwell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like these one maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My team has been putting up this target every morning to work fast and aim to go home as the clock strikes five. it sounded a bit ambitious for some days, isn't it but that's what keep us going for the day? To have someone to rely on and work hand in hand makes a huge difference for this kind of job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To be acknowledged for a quick (and sometimes re-correct the) management of the patients..it totally sucks when i first started and nothing in my management includes drugs treatment but now, at least i've got a fair bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Working in public hospital means doing hands-on experiences. It scared me shit but after a while, hey this could be fun! provided i got good supervision and back-up team..heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Also working in Malaysia means text book cases. A LOT! while i could be struggling and regretting myself for not studying hard before, it's high time to revise and managing the cases themselves makes it a lot more easier to learn. what a life-long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I still slept from 8-6 at times (wake up only for isyak) but other than that, i've got a good bunch of colleague to hang out and enjoy good dinner prior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to KL for a very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;short escape. I'm on call on thursday, my flight's on friday noon..coming back on saturday night and on call again on sunday..i'm willing for this arrangement cos it's all up to me to &lt;s&gt; do my little shopping&lt;/s&gt; find my little happiness.. so if u happen to be in shah alam on friday night, why not give me a buzz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things in my list so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-find a comfy loafer as my legs' been aching eversince i started working..&lt;br /&gt;-handphone as a gift to self? havent decide on which one yet.&lt;br /&gt;-i need to find a replacement to my laptop as this one will be passed down to my sister. i still havent decide on which one either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truly fickle-minded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to be in KL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2941879988035953007?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2941879988035953007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2941879988035953007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2941879988035953007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2941879988035953007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/06/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5551938805453083869</id><published>2008-06-14T15:22:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T15:37:43.889+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart-melting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mama: abang, dalam keluarga kita ada siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Him: papa, mama, abang, adik, ciknur...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Mama: heh, ciknur tuh bukan keluarga kita..dia keluarga kembangan kita...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Him: ciknur keluarga kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(he still disagree..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Him: *sad face* mama, perut abang penuh dgn air..dah nak bocor nih..&lt;/span&gt;(eyes welled up. cue that he's about to cry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Him: mama, abang nak balik kampung. nak tidur dgn ciknur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(did i tell you he's the one to open my car door after work and excitedly drag me to play with him during previous school holiday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to talk to me two days in a row. on the second day's phone call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Him: cik nur......datang sini, datang sini, datang sini, datang sini (repeatedly..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prior to the phone call, his mother picked him up from kindergarten and he went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;'Mana ciknur?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, my darling 5 year old baby. here i come next weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5551938805453083869?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5551938805453083869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5551938805453083869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5551938805453083869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5551938805453083869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/06/heart-melting.html' title='Heart-melting!'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8934818257143381355</id><published>2008-06-04T15:18:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T04:20:08.860+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time..</title><content type='html'>to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'whatever...just do it..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry yeah, for the long hiatus.  i've lost track who read and who doesn't anymore...one or two popped up after a long silence, i welcomed.heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess (and really hope) i've reached the point of treshold and the journey after this would be bearable and smoother. finger-crossed. i know i was all low for the past 2 month but i'm not a quitter. at times, i do get moments of self-satisfaction and appreciation from others but i might've overlooked them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're a lot of humbling experiences  that put me in silence for a while and reminded me of how grateful i should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but deep inside i know part of this turning point came from a casual talk i had with a senior colleague where i took his words as a challenge. i hope i'll win it and prove him wrong. oh, i know he meant well and wanted me to try a little harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, let's talk about something more fun. i've got my first pay 2 weeks ago worth of 2 months (and from the extra figure, i think they've miscalculated,hahaha ) and &lt;s&gt; i seriously dont know how to spend the money here&lt;/s&gt; it's time to celebrate with the darlings...so u've got to wait till i'm in town for some lunch or dinner, ok? one or two will get the priviledge to pick one item and let me pay for it..who? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mestilah &lt;/span&gt;secret;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i wish to go to KL and &lt;s&gt;splurge my money&lt;/s&gt; pamper myself. i wanna go shopping...i wanna go karaoke-ing, i wanna go movie-watching..i wanna do everything fun under the sun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i wish to buy myself something from the first pay but i'm not sure which one should come first. phone vs laptop vs watch..neither is necessity though. out of the thought that i shuld present myself wif something i hardly earned..blood and tears. on a crazy note, beli tiga2 boley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i wish to buy a stackful of good books and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;indulge &lt;/span&gt;in them, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i wish to have someone whom i could call at odd hours and sought comfort. better still, who would (instinctively) call me up and ensure me that i'll be ok..who are willing to go extra miles for me ( i know i'd do the same..)confession made, who will share the same feeling and brings out the best in me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who've been answering my calls and replying my sms for the past 2 months, i heart you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8934818257143381355?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8934818257143381355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8934818257143381355&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8934818257143381355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8934818257143381355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time..'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4900849994110954690</id><published>2008-05-17T21:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:22:24.145+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Will i be?</title><content type='html'>I could be write about reasons why i thought of what i wrote in my previous entry..but i choose not to..maybe not now..maybe not ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've become a &lt;s&gt;crying baby&lt;/s&gt; clinging daughter to my mum since i started working so when they're (parents) leaving for 2 weeks to perform umrah very, very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dare not to imagine how's life gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me that i'm doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me that i'll be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4900849994110954690?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4900849994110954690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4900849994110954690&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4900849994110954690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4900849994110954690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/05/will-i-be.html' title='Will i be?'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4125518813530311696</id><published>2008-05-09T21:18:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:12:14.430+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of coincidence and mumbo-jumbo...</title><content type='html'>I actually posted an entry a while ago but decided to get rid of it..something better left unwritten..it's nothing, anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i am to be honest at this moment, i am thinking of quitting my job. Anyone disagree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4125518813530311696?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4125518813530311696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4125518813530311696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4125518813530311696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4125518813530311696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/05/speaking-of-whom.html' title='Speaking of coincidence and mumbo-jumbo...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5566029067928165727</id><published>2008-05-05T00:52:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T00:56:26.275+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Drops....</title><content type='html'>I found this &lt;a href="http://destinytells.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm only grateful to have Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That makes me believe in hikmah behind every struggle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That sometimes redha is the only way out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That it's only the matter of time before fate prevail itself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That only me and HIM actually suffice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5566029067928165727?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5566029067928165727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5566029067928165727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5566029067928165727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5566029067928165727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/05/drops.html' title='Drops....'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4604715543304310366</id><published>2008-04-29T22:42:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:04:54.810+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Short break..</title><content type='html'>Even just for one night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to KL this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4604715543304310366?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4604715543304310366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4604715543304310366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4604715543304310366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4604715543304310366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/04/short-break.html' title='Short break..'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5082537747604977583</id><published>2008-04-24T23:44:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T23:49:12.450+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotion</title><content type='html'>As my aunt texted me a while ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Crying is a form of release so go ahead...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I succumb to, silently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5082537747604977583?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5082537747604977583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5082537747604977583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5082537747604977583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5082537747604977583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/04/emotion.html' title='Emotion'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8371033187585584384</id><published>2008-04-21T23:52:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T00:07:57.793+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Perks</title><content type='html'>#My 30-40 mins &lt;s&gt;speed&lt;/s&gt; drive time to go back and fro work.. solitude and regain self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#The MO whom i was once very anxious of is now my comfort in the ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#When i got to finish work by 530pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#When on call still allowed me some good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#When time flew fast and i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#When i learnt something from each case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#SMS and calls from the darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Pray hard to attend Zarin's wedding this coming May. I so wanna spend some time in town and do some shopping..well, kalu gaji dah masuk bolehla belanja kalian;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't be afraid. You needn't slay the beast nor scale the entire mountain. That's not how it's done. You only need to move through today,..... Think of the distance you've already covered. Focus on your strengths. Let each new step remind you of your freedom. Let every breath you take remind you of your power. Seek out friends and guides; they're anxious to help. You're not alone. You're understood. This road has been walked before. Dance life's dance, just a few steps at a time, and in the wink of an eye you will wonder to yourself, "What beast, what mountain? Was I having a dream?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~A Note~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8371033187585584384?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8371033187585584384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8371033187585584384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8371033187585584384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8371033187585584384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/04/perks.html' title='Perks'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2538038857660983793</id><published>2008-04-20T00:34:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T00:49:58.823+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scene 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Student nurse: doktor, doktor orang mane ye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: aaa? Orang sini laa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Student nurse: oohhhh ye ke?? cakap tak macam org kelantan pun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: ohhh ek? (hoh! penat2 jeee aku cakap kelantan selama nih...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scene 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few exchange of polite gestures everytime i attended his mum,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Visitor: rasa macam pernah jumpa doktor sebelum nih..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: *blank* aaaa?? tak tahu...*shrug* (ahhh, sudahh..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Visitor: haah...macam pernah nampak before nih..tp tak sure kat mana...tp yg pasti satu tempat la..kat UTP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Me: aaa? ( aku nih UTP pun tak pernah jejak =p) tak tahu *sengih blur*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure it was not a pick-up line but honestly, i could not recognise..so i simply continued attending to the next patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2538038857660983793?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2538038857660983793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2538038857660983793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2538038857660983793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2538038857660983793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-confused.html' title='I&apos;m confused'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8438455308655820422</id><published>2008-04-19T22:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:24:05.132+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 Happiness, dear......, is what greases the  wheels of life. It's also what opens the floodgates,  marshals the forces, commands the elements, raises  the sun, aligns the stars, beats your heart, heals what  hurts, turns the page, makes new friends, finds true  love, calls the shots, waves the wand, connects the  dots, feeds your mind, frees your soul, rocks  the world, and pays compound  interest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;              &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;         Yeah, so easy to forget.         &lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;         Wild on,&lt;br /&gt;    The  Universe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8438455308655820422?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8438455308655820422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8438455308655820422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8438455308655820422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8438455308655820422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/04/note.html' title='A Note'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5602199772956118702</id><published>2008-04-17T22:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:03:18.188+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple life</title><content type='html'>As promised, i'm here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'd you like to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, i'm coping well with my job. currently doing medical rotation, well-known for its' stressful workload and demanding commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of reason not to feel miserable though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am actually prepared for something worse than this, based on what i heard from others actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Although i was jittery and foresaw bleak moments before starting, i remembered when i was about to do absailing and said to myself 'Just Do It!' before leaning back on the rope a few feets away from the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My break between graduation and work was well spent so i have no complaint of not having enough holiday and such. Family and friends, my treasured gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- There were humble patients that soften my hearts and supportive easy-going colleagues that make the routine a bearable one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I do learn a lot to which i have to keep on doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i did not cry out of despair for being bullied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i never question myself why not other job, once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i know most of the things and never feel hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i'm ignorant of the politics and hierarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i always leave for home on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose &lt;/span&gt;to ignore those things and take some time to feel happy with little things. Also, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose &lt;/span&gt;to start a new day every day. Most importantly, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose &lt;/span&gt;to fulfill my job Lillahita'ala and not for anyone else. I tried my best everyday and that suffices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt life works that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll never get everything we want in life but it's our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choice &lt;/span&gt;to dwell or to move forward. I had my share of earlier so i know how deep it will bring us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me on the ground is my faith in Allah as only He who will always be there for me and i have seen it happened before my eyes for so many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5602199772956118702?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5602199772956118702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5602199772956118702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5602199772956118702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5602199772956118702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/04/simple-life.html' title='Simple life'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-3139656514854477874</id><published>2008-04-02T13:17:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T22:18:04.498+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet sorrow...</title><content type='html'>i also didnt see this coming but i decided to give tis space a rest..i could not point out to a single reason why, but i hope i would make it here again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i am flawed, i seek for forgiveness if i hurt anyone's feeling or ego thru my words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope we could still keep in touch. i'll be an sms/phonecall/email away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling honey, pls keep me updated (and excited) about OTH...i owe u that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenapa aku diuji?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Apakah manusia itu mengira bahawa mereka dibiarkan saja mengatakan ; “Kami terlah beriman,” sedangkan mereka tidak diuji? Dan sesungguhnya Kami telah menguji orang-orang yg sebelum mereka, maka sesungguhnya Allah mengetahui orang-orang yg benar dan sesungguhnya Dia mengetahui orang-orang yg dusta.” -Surah Al-Ankabut ayat 2-3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenapa aku tak dapat apa yang aku idam-idamkan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Boleh jadi kamu membenci sesuatu padahal ia amat baik bagimu, dan boleh jadi pula kamu menyukai sesuatu, padahal ia amat buruk bagimu, Allah mengetahui sedang kamu tidak mengetahui.” -Surah Al-Baqarah ayat 216.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenapa ujian seberat ini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Allah tidak membebani seseorang itu melainkan sesuai dengan kesanggupannya.” -Surah Al-Baqarah ayat 286.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenapa rasa kecewa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Janganlah kamu bersikap lemah, dan janganlah pula kamu bersedih hati, padahal kamulah orang-orang yang paling tinggi darjatnya, jika kamu orang-orang yang beriman.” Surah Al-Imran ayat 139.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Bagaimana harus aku menghadapinya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Wahai orang-orang yg beriman! Bersabarlah kamu (menghadapi kesukaran dalam mengerjakan perkara-perkara yg berkebajikan), dan kuatkanlah kesabaran kamu lebih drpd kesabaran musuh (di medan perjuangan), dan bersedialah (dengan kekuatan pertahan di daerah-daerah sempadan) seta bertaqwalah kamu kepada Allah supaya kamu berjaya (mencapai kemenangan).” -Surah Al-Imran ayat 200.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Dan mintalah pertolongan (kepada Allah) dengan jalan sabar dan mengerjakan sembahyang; dan sesungguhnya sembahyang itu amatlah  berat kecuali kepada org-org yg khusyuk.” -Surah Al-Baqarah ayat 45.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Apa yg aku dapat dari semua ini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Sesungguhnya Allah telah membeli drpd org-org Mukmin, diri, harta mereka dengan memberikan syurga utk mereka..” -Surah At-Taubah ayat 111.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Kepada siapa aku berharap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Cukuplah Allah bagiku, tidak ada Tuhan selain drpd-Nya. Hanya kepada-Nya aku bertawakkal.” Surah At-Taubah ayat 129.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Aku dah tak dapat bertahan lagi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“…dan janganlah kamu berputus asa drpd rahmat Allah. Sesungguhnya tiada berputus asa drpd rahmat Allah melainkan kaum yg kafir.” Surah Yusuf ayat 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-3139656514854477874?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/3139656514854477874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=3139656514854477874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3139656514854477874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3139656514854477874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-sorrow.html' title='Sweet sorrow...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1033146221056388162</id><published>2008-03-15T02:26:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T02:30:52.437+11:00</updated><title type='text'>;)</title><content type='html'>Yuhuuuuu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my apology for the bad choice of words in the previous entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been good here. first day, &lt;em&gt;dah kantoi dengan urusetia dalam lif&lt;/em&gt;...hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'll cya when i cya...don't miss me;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-1033146221056388162?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/1033146221056388162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=1033146221056388162&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1033146221056388162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1033146221056388162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=';)'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4550737330876056048</id><published>2008-03-12T11:58:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T02:26:53.636+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Choice?</title><content type='html'>I woke up to &lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)" href="http://ainunnisa.wordpress.com/2008/03/12/terhapus-hak/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Orang kita tak belajar daripada sejarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Inilah padahnya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note, i got this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Take only what you need today -- discard the extra. It's better if you travel light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. okeh, will do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4550737330876056048?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4550737330876056048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4550737330876056048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4550737330876056048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4550737330876056048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/03/choice.html' title='Choice?'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8951875236379443190</id><published>2008-03-11T01:37:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T18:52:34.570+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Time's up!</title><content type='html'>Letter for the induction+BTN finally made its way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th till 31st- 2 weeks of induction @ Allson Klana, Seremban &amp;amp; 5 days of BTN @ they-have-not-decide-yet=p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was told that we wont get weekend off during the prog. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ngok ngek betul!&lt;/span&gt; tapi harap2 cuti maulidur rasul dapatla escape for a while...hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i'm looking forward to would be time to spend with the girls...more bickerings and private jokes;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss hani_izhar, jom jumpe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8951875236379443190?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8951875236379443190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8951875236379443190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8951875236379443190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8951875236379443190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/03/times-up.html' title='Time&apos;s up!'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4789545350999121077</id><published>2008-03-10T17:18:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T00:36:26.486+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orang kita&lt;/span&gt; tak ubah macam Pak Kaduk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersorak sebab ayam sabung menang tapi kampung tergadai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EDITED: Read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://ainunnisa.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/ragam-manusia/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4789545350999121077?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4789545350999121077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4789545350999121077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4789545350999121077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4789545350999121077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/03/terkedu.html' title='Heh!'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8888793929445112552</id><published>2008-03-07T23:18:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:07:46.917+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Expression</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Takpelah yatt..kita harap dapat mane yang terbaik...tapi kalu ko dapat KL sama mcm kitorang mmg best gila aaa..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta smile hearing that. i wish, i long and i'd love to, darlings. have lotsa reason to work my way there but only a wish for me to stay here and if it's not for that expressed hope, my preferences list in the form  would've been different. perfectly honest, my life is different in both places. while i could have SIL jokingly complaint about the endless outing's and plans with frens from dawn to dusk if i'm in town, i am only a simple homely type of girl with no frens here. quite a contrast, hey? i prefer to not explain the reason why i didnt put it the other way round but rather believe, it's for the best. for now, at least;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Yatt, i rasa u need to learn to accept imperfection in other people..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom. I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relieved &lt;/span&gt;to hear someone verbalised it out while i was contemplating. It's not that i havent heard of it but for some different reason, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose &lt;/span&gt;to put up much higher expectation. That's the beauty of my frens. They corrected me and i love them for doing so. If it's not for those affirmation, maybe i'll just continue to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Dalam hidup nih, kita ada banyak pilihan...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree.. as simple as either we choose to drown ourselves in misery and claim to suffer from depression OR we could believe in blessings in disguise and continue on living...I tend to do both. I let myself  loose when the pain is still raw. next, i very selectively express it out to a handful whom i do not expect solution but never fail to offer comfort. slowly, when i'm ready to give life another go, i pick myself up and usually nothing holds me down. it's always bittersweet, apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'People change..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont u think so? for that reason, we have no right to condemn another because it might gets back to us. on the same basis, we dont have to idolise because we might cringe in disbelief later. i've seen and suprised myself with a lot of examples on this matter and slowly trying to focus on the goodness in another more than anything else. it works for the peace of mind=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'Nahh, that's law of attraction...!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah tidak akan mengubah nasib sesuatu kaum melainkan kaum itu berusaha mengubahnya. usaha dulu sebelum bertawakal. based on this, i focus my thoughts, energy and time on the good things i want to happen in my life. i wanna start my effort from the mind not by action...ppl always said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'kata-kata itu kan doa..'&lt;/span&gt; so i guess our thoughts are also part of the prayers. even if it has not happen yet, we always feel good whenever we think of our wishes and dream in life rite? past experience and observation inevitably will make us feel a bit wary but don't hesitate to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plan &lt;/span&gt;something good for ourselves. i believe that Allah Maha Mendengar &amp;amp; Maha Mengetahui. If what we try to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;attract &lt;/span&gt;do not happen, it's HIM who are making sure that we get the best in life. Insya Allahh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8888793929445112552?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8888793929445112552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8888793929445112552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8888793929445112552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8888793929445112552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/03/expression.html' title='Expression'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5575271093710690327</id><published>2008-03-06T11:49:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:05:44.808+11:00</updated><title type='text'>No ?</title><content type='html'>hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer watch sad movies/drama/documentary. i remembered the (first and) last time i watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bersamamu@ TV3,&lt;/span&gt; i was in tears (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tapi cover coverla tanak kasi org tgk=D&lt;/span&gt;). from then on, i decided to deliberately avoiding it by closing my eyes or turning my head whenever the preview's on air. not that i'm heartless or could not care less about those unfortunate ppl, it's just tooo heart-wrenching for me=( the same thing goes to P Ram!ee's as discussed with the girls @Perhentian. i did watched his legendary Ibu Mer+uaku but couldnt remember much because the last time was some time ago. now, i dont mind watching his Bujang Lapuk's and the likes over and over again but when it comes to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drama air mata&lt;/span&gt;, next channel please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer watch horror movie, the last time was probably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt; re-run a while back @ Evelyn. While in the past, i could be the one suggesting 2 hours worth of scary-creepy-eerie  feeling, now i backed off voluntarily. No, i havent been in that situation real life (and please, GOD forbid!) but i have this high imagination afterwards that saw me refusing to go downstairs unaccompanied or restlessly checking out the bathroom. Now that i'm preparing myself to work day and night in the hospital, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ada yang tak pergi check patient in the other building kang.&lt;/span&gt;hahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagipun, ape bestnya tgk cerita hantu selain sakit tekak sebab byk menjerit dan sakit dada sebab dubdabdubdab?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont like Harian Me+ro for what's inside it. lotsa weird-negative-mind-blowing stories that nauseated me. seriously, i dont see any point for me to read all those.get exposed? get real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont eat my fave part of the meal first because i love to finish off with my tastebud with something i enjoyed most. tp i cant do the same with ulam, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanti jadi kambing la pulak kalu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;munch it alone without rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5575271093710690327?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5575271093710690327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5575271093710690327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5575271093710690327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5575271093710690327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/03/no.html' title='No ?'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-7073115173446550894</id><published>2008-03-05T02:28:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:34:35.309+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuti Cuti Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R86Q5GBep6I/AAAAAAAAAyA/zR9bG2XL6Tc/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R86Q5GBep6I/AAAAAAAAAyA/zR9bG2XL6Tc/s400/collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174232332439037858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The island trip started from a small talk @ Evelyn while discussing about our get-together about 3 months ago. Who would've thought, it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually &lt;/span&gt;took place;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 girls met up at the airport originally from 4 different states. Did some catch up and gossip session while waiting and boarding &lt;s&gt;the private flight&lt;/s&gt; F!refly. Touched down at KB airport; headed straight away to Kuala Besut Jetty. hehe, the election fiesta was quite a scene along the road. Arrived just in time and yes, it's the speed boat! totally unexpected. unlike Langkawi and Tioman who transported using ferry, the ride was exhilarating.. serious rasa cam polis marin with all the bumpy waves and sharp turns ..syiokkk! the student &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(ehem!) &lt;/span&gt;package entitled us for 2 snorkelling trip. We planned to change it to kayak but as the paddles weren't available, we rushed to change into our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;main air&lt;/span&gt; attire after hearty lunch. i was a bit wary of seasickness based on last time's experience @ Tioman but all went well with 3 different coral spots.horay, thanks to the swimming lesson i took 4 years ago i had the chance to jump into deep sea(with lifejacket of course, are u kidding!?) to look out for tortoise. new great experience! personally, i'd prefer corals at Tioman but the speed boat ride throughout the trip was just my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;...we didnt plan to stop at 5pm. big swimming pool was ours after that. i was so glad we came during off-peak season, so much for privacy;) after dinner, we dashed to the karaoke room and pity me, bad sore throat saw me holding the mic at a distance..but i so enjoy other girls' singing that came all the way from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rock kapak&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mellow tangkap leleh punye lagu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another snorkelling trip in the morning which we stopped by at Perhentian Kecil on our way back. Took our own sweet time to enjoy our lunch and after that, lazed by the beach. Enjoyed small chat, monopoly games, sing along. Mind you, conversation didnt revolved around nice and sweet words but rather &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pangkah memangkah each other&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha, thats our group dynamic! looked forward to Bi-Bi-Que at night but it wasnt as what we expected it to be. Pretty stuffed, still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up and about to go home. Upon seeing the sea and weather, we sensed something might not be right. true enough, the resort officer came and told us that we might need to enjoy their complimentary accomodation for a night with breakfast. strong wind, high rised water level, rowing fisherman boats looking for protection. totally not our ideal vacation picture but all agreed on the the blessings in disguise. we learnt a lot on that day about life offshore, hospitality, fairytale and &lt;s&gt;drama&lt;/s&gt; conflict in life. in fact, i kinda enjoyed the mystery of that day. nway, who would say no to the next round (and sponsored) of karaoke that night. hihihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 4:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's anxious about the weather but it turned out to be our last day there. Saddened to leave the place and people, i must say.  Special thanks to helpful En Najib, bubbly Waheeda, supercool Tam, accomodating Kak Rose, unpredictable Kak Anne and the rest of the Arwana Crew. u rocks! hehehe...urgh, i hate the journey back with ferry. i want my speed boat! When everyone's back on mainland, memories turned out to be a bit surreal  but glad all were safe. The girls managed to do some shopping at KB before boarding their evening flight. In an attempt to speak local dialect for a cheaper price, she cracked me up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;..'mokcik, ade kaler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;HIJO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;tak?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, that was it. ROTFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-7073115173446550894?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/7073115173446550894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=7073115173446550894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7073115173446550894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7073115173446550894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/03/cuti-cuti-malaysia.html' title='Cuti Cuti Malaysia'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R86Q5GBep6I/AAAAAAAAAyA/zR9bG2XL6Tc/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1261029222427388764</id><published>2008-03-04T16:16:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T03:54:08.544+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Actually</title><content type='html'>On their way back from pre-school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Syahman: papa kahwinn dengan mama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Mama: haaa, yelah. papa kahwin dengan mama pastu dapat abang, adik umar dengan ibrahim. abang nak kahwin ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Syahman: nakkkk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Mama: abang nak kahwin dengan siapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Syahman: dengan ciknur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;(that's me, everyone!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww, sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R81-ciFIhJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/jJf9DVJt8OI/s1600-h/Picture+530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R81-ciFIhJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/jJf9DVJt8OI/s200/Picture+530.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173930575568340114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-1261029222427388764?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/1261029222427388764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=1261029222427388764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1261029222427388764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1261029222427388764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-actually.html' title='Love Actually'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R81-ciFIhJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/jJf9DVJt8OI/s72-c/Picture+530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-7070514606950220345</id><published>2008-03-03T00:10:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T00:17:02.288+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>By now, i realised there's only one way out to the sorrow that is to accept the imperfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain is too deep to dig, thus i find it really2 hard to talk about it what's more to face it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it more comfortable to let the tears flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus i'm asking a big favour from each of u. cheer me up in any possible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand will continue writing on the happy side of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-7070514606950220345?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/7070514606950220345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=7070514606950220345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7070514606950220345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7070514606950220345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/03/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-6868527227122334586</id><published>2008-02-14T00:39:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T18:56:23.200+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleak</title><content type='html'>I was too devastated and furious. really want to scream it out, but succumb to silent cry when i was all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was beyond common sense, then or now. at times i feel like giving it all up and live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could people be so selfish &amp;amp; heartless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i tried to contain the turmoil but when it became unbearable, i looked for comfort &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://destinytells.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and it's God's will, awaited an angel with soothing words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also comforted by the thought that this life is only temporary. when i reminded myself that way, the pain became less significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, hence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th to 20th: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarawak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21st to 25th: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( wanna watch Buli &amp;amp; Dunia Baru The Movie, anyone?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th to 28th: &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perhentian Island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://herbalifestation.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-6868527227122334586?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/6868527227122334586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=6868527227122334586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6868527227122334586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6868527227122334586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/02/sinking.html' title='Bleak'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8717466412072236100</id><published>2008-02-02T15:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T15:17:42.554+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi there.</title><content type='html'>Hope you will find a good job that suits ur preference and in return, provide you with great self-satisfaction for the future. As what you've told me in the past, be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;positive&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also meant to give this to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R6Ptv7_wjJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VSf-rYpt2O4/s1600-h/bismillah04.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R6Ptv7_wjJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VSf-rYpt2O4/s320/bismillah04.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162231005711469714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R6Ptob_wjII/AAAAAAAAAww/dYei0UF1vtE/s1600-h/ayatseribudinar.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R6Ptob_wjII/AAAAAAAAAww/dYei0UF1vtE/s320/ayatseribudinar.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162230876862450818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mafhumnya: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barangsiapa yang bertakwa kepada Allah, nescaya Allah akan lepaskan ia dari masalah hidup Dan diberikannya rezeki dari sumber yang tidak diduga. Dan barangsiapa yang bertawakkal kepada Allah, nescaya Allah akan mencukupkan keperluannya. Sesungguhnya Allah melaksanakan urusan (  yang dikehendaki ) Nya. Sesungguhnya Allah telah mengadakan ketentuan bagi tiap-tiap sesuatu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recite this three times after each prayer. Insya Allah, these words with beautiful meaning will be a good &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doa &lt;/span&gt;for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8717466412072236100?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8717466412072236100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8717466412072236100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8717466412072236100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8717466412072236100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/02/hi-there.html' title='Hi there.'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R6Ptv7_wjJI/AAAAAAAAAw4/VSf-rYpt2O4/s72-c/bismillah04.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-3580839259085694603</id><published>2008-02-02T14:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T15:04:47.338+11:00</updated><title type='text'>'Nasi lemak &amp; Three' story</title><content type='html'>I met up with 3 different person at 3 different location in KLCC within the 4 and a half hour. Glad that i gotta finish up all the different tasks and Peon, thanks for the lunch treat. Nasi lemak @ Madam Kwan sgt sedappppp..We'll keep in touch! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day i got my 2nd dose of hearty nasi lemak, this time at Kayu Manis...only that afterwards i slept for 3 hours from 12 till 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in KL for only 3 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-3580839259085694603?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/3580839259085694603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=3580839259085694603&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3580839259085694603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3580839259085694603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/02/nasi-lemak-three-story.html' title='&apos;Nasi lemak &amp; Three&apos; story'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2590199597198228283</id><published>2008-01-27T08:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:32:56.919+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SO?</title><content type='html'>So i went for a holiday with my sister's family to Langkawi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to Ipoh to spend time with my aunt. Go and watch Game Plan, you'll enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Little Ivory arrived while i was away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a friend mocked me, told him off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she turned to me and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'..are you sure you became this size because of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Herbalife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, and not the broken hearted..? ...and with all this (emotional) baggage, you could still pass (your studies)?..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i smiled and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'.....when i realised how insignificant i am...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2590199597198228283?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2590199597198228283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2590199597198228283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2590199597198228283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2590199597198228283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/01/so.html' title='SO?'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1212245275948744781</id><published>2008-01-23T13:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T13:26:02.110+11:00</updated><title type='text'>DEEP THOUGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jk4AF0YNMRI&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jk4AF0YNMRI&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grew up in a small town&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain would fall down&lt;br /&gt;I'd just stare out my window&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of what could be&lt;br /&gt;And if I'd end up happy&lt;br /&gt;I would pray (I would pray)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to reach out&lt;br /&gt;But when I tried to speak out&lt;br /&gt;Felt like no one could hear me&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to belong here&lt;br /&gt;But something felt so wrong here&lt;br /&gt;So I prayed I could break away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'll make a wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make a change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And breakaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I won't forget all the ones that I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll take a risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make a change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And breakaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna feel the warm breeze&lt;br /&gt;Sleep under a palm tree&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rush of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Get onboard a fast train&lt;br /&gt;Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buildings with a hundred floors&lt;br /&gt;Swinging around revolving doors&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep moving on, moving on&lt;br /&gt;Fly away, breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll spread my wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'll learn how to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make a change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And breakaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But I won't forget the place I come from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make a change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5977053605344390693</id><published>2008-01-13T10:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:22:28.261+11:00</updated><title type='text'>GRATITUDE to be</title><content type='html'>Because i dont want to live in low mood ( it makes me tearful and does not suit the theme of this space), i came up with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to  be active (again) in sports. i want to start on basketball (and netball) to polish up the rusty skills. i want to buy a basketball and find a court, who knows there'll be someone who'll join me up soon. i want to go for a good swim. i want to have this for some indoor aerobic exercise in case i dont feel safe to go out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4liD_6RLRI/AAAAAAAAAv8/-zGup3c_Fdw/s1600-h/diamondback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4liD_6RLRI/AAAAAAAAAv8/-zGup3c_Fdw/s400/diamondback.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154759069337201938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to start working in March so that i could have ample time to settle down, read up my medical books and travel around beforehand. I should be able to adapt to the new environment whenever i end up going and find more meaning in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarawak&lt;/span&gt;, and am going with my parents this february. i want it to be enriching, mind-relaxing and give me good taste of other people's tradition and thriving. No shopping plan as yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to meet my Banting girls. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peah &lt;/span&gt;(sadly in UK), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hani &lt;/span&gt;(both izhar &amp;amp; salim ;p), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aneesa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;arnee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;onie &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rose &lt;/span&gt;(sadly in Ireland); the most. i want to sit down and (laughingly) talk with them. i dont mind to make a short trip to KL when these people are having a short break from their HO routines. I want to feel good and enjoy their company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mandi sungai&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; go for a karaoke with my SSP girls. It's been a while since we do that and i'm looking forward to the next one. i know time and TRANSPORTATION would (always) be an issue for me since my brother moved to Bkt Jelut0ng but we'll see what we can do about it. oohh, i miss g0mbak where i could easily hop on the bus to the nearest public transport=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to spend some days with M0nash girls before we start working. At first we came up with a trip down here to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelantan &lt;/span&gt;and then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Redang Island &lt;/span&gt;but monsoon season did not allow us. Now somebody came up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bali &lt;/span&gt;and another one with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sabah&lt;/span&gt;. Personally, it doesnt matter to me where we end up as long as the 6 of us are there even it means just a nearby resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I want to have these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4lkcv6RLVI/AAAAAAAAAwc/X4c33cY22M0/s1600-h/W580i_see_the_product_large_4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4lkcv6RLVI/AAAAAAAAAwc/X4c33cY22M0/s400/W580i_see_the_product_large_4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154761693562219858" border="0" /&gt;W580i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4lkMf6RLUI/AAAAAAAAAwU/3z1aLGMjyWA/s1600-h/vgn-tz26gn-w_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4lkMf6RLUI/AAAAAAAAAwU/3z1aLGMjyWA/s400/vgn-tz26gn-w_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154761414389345602" border="0" /&gt;VAIO TZ26GN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(or)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4lmW_6RLWI/AAAAAAAAAwk/yqOSX99IXuQ/s1600-h/white-macbook-gallery-18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4lmW_6RLWI/AAAAAAAAAwk/yqOSX99IXuQ/s400/white-macbook-gallery-18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154763793801227618" border="0" /&gt;Macbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4ljSP6RLSI/AAAAAAAAAwE/MgFldxTlpq4/s1600-h/36245343_125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4ljSP6RLSI/AAAAAAAAAwE/MgFldxTlpq4/s400/36245343_125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154760413661965602" border="0" /&gt;Cybershot T2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I want to spread &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HERBALIFE &lt;/span&gt;around. A lot more people need to know that diet has always been the culprit to the big dieases: heart problem, diabetes, high blood pressure. Only by providing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;complete nutrition&lt;/span&gt; to your cells that your body will be able to function better, get rid of the toxins and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel &lt;/span&gt;healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I want to be treated with respect and appreciated for what i'm worth. i want to stay close to those who care for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I want to go back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melbourne &lt;/span&gt;( partly to do some shopping) after one year working, at least. i want to go to the places familiar to me and find a peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I WANT TO BE HAPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5977053605344390693?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5977053605344390693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5977053605344390693&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5977053605344390693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5977053605344390693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/01/gratitude-to-be.html' title='GRATITUDE to be'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4liD_6RLRI/AAAAAAAAAv8/-zGup3c_Fdw/s72-c/diamondback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2459410089783693007</id><published>2008-01-13T01:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T10:28:36.060+11:00</updated><title type='text'>help me.</title><content type='html'>i admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not being a good person lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my temper, i lost my respect, i cursed silently, i became exasperated, i got tired of pleasing and succumbing to other people, i became restless of what i've lost, i treated bad, i became rude, i started to despair, i became all cranky and moody to the people i love and appreciate most in this world, i stop conversing afraid to say something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want people to hurt me. i dont want people to instruct and dictate me as they like. i just need my space and say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too much=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;why cant&lt;/s&gt; I WANT people see goodness in other people? &lt;s&gt;why cant&lt;/s&gt; I WANT people take up more responsible and treat other people like a human being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid i am doing more sin than good deed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestowed upon me patience and guidance, ya Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2459410089783693007?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2459410089783693007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2459410089783693007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2459410089783693007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2459410089783693007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/01/help-me.html' title='help me.'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2068976387992159137</id><published>2008-01-09T19:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:11:51.900+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gratitude List</title><content type='html'>Don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not dwell too much on the mishaps and uncertainties. Let's do the list instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aidiladha was the usual stuff, plus my uncle's wedding. The best part of this event was actually when three big families got together in my house. All this while, i've been saying that i got all nephews but no niece...until i thought of this girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4YW0f6RLQI/AAAAAAAAAv0/40-ck3K7G8I/s1600-h/DSC07984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4YW0f6RLQI/AAAAAAAAAv0/40-ck3K7G8I/s400/DSC07984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153831914747014402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this bubbly girl is my cousin's daughter so practically is my niece. we clicked and got along really well, especially when it comes to lipstick and eyeshadow!! heheh..i sooo love to to entertain (and hug) her while she on the other hand, always tails me along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm excited to introduce &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;HERBALIFE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to a lot more people. It feels really great to be able to help and make a difference in people's life (and self-esteem). My top three's would be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My little sister who managed to shed 14kg in about 6-7 months and her former (evil guys) schoolmates could no longer tease and downgrade her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A breastfeeding mother who shed and could fit into her pre-pregnancy clothes, have more and &lt;em&gt;pekat&lt;/em&gt; breastmilk and noticed that her son's eczema has improved a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Myself (ahemmmm;)) who managed to maintain the 8kg and 20 cm lost off my body; while at the same time have much less migraine and gastritis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read what i once wrote in &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://destinytells.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;here&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to advocate healthy nutrition and positive esteem through HERBALIFE along the way. I will prove to a lot of people that they're as worthy and able to make a change in their life. I want to make them proud of their achievement and further appreciate the gift of health.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm very glad to find THE colour on &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.htc.com/product/03-product_htctouch.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;this&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; , so it became my birthday-graduation treat. Thanks Syu for accompanying me to bargain it. heheh. You and Carl's Junior rocks! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4YWbP6RLOI/AAAAAAAAAvk/gn0en38ntKs/s1600-h/htc-touch_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4YWbP6RLOI/AAAAAAAAAvk/gn0en38ntKs/s400/htc-touch_02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153831480955317474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm thankful that i could turn up at sugar's engagement and meet up with SSP girls. i so love the group picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4YWhP6RLPI/AAAAAAAAAvs/nVQC0dFqip0/s1600-h/n688343961_320499_4814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4YWhP6RLPI/AAAAAAAAAvs/nVQC0dFqip0/s400/n688343961_320499_4814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153831584034532594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm happy that we (monash girls) got to execute our plan to celebrate new year together, as our last crazy moments before we submit ourselves to work (not too) soon. Everything was spontaneous; from the Times Square to Bukit Bintang to Pavillion to KLCC to KL Sentral. 180 degree of fireworks was THE moment for me. Each had its special (and funny, not to mention yucky) experience to us. I just gotta laugh when i thought about the un-manly shriek and sigh at the &lt;em&gt;immigrants'&lt;/em&gt; sight. Nevertheless, i am glad we got to spend time together, like the good days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. I'm joyful to spend time with the 3 little heroes. Syahman never failed to humour and be adored by me, Umar has got everything i used to be when i was smaller (that is to throw tantrum until i got what i want =D now i dont throw tantrum but i sulk,hehehe...) endorsed by my very own brother (ppbbhhtt!) and little Ibrahim is just angelic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. I'm grateful that despite the growing number every year, i never feels older than 22.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tak tipu!&lt;/span&gt; it was rather quiet but thoughtful day for me and &lt;strong&gt;National Treasure 2&lt;/strong&gt; has got both humour and adrenaline-rush to celebrate it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. I'm relieved to receive the offer letter immediately after the interview with SPA (so does other people). It's convenient to go to Putrajaya together with the other m0nash girls as we kept each other occupied during the waiting. Now, it's just to wait for the posting letter (which i hope will not arrived in too early!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. I'm very very grateful to realise (during the spring cleaning of my cupboard and room) that i've lived a good life, based on the pictures, yearbooks, presents and words of thoughts from friends and families from the age of 12 (that was when i started in SSP and exchanged letters with my brother oversea) until now..Everything looked (and was) perfect at that time, i was a very much happier and contented person. Allah has blessed me with priceless frienship  at my different stage of life, some i had trouble to keep in touch but remains close in my heart and some who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;fails to be there for me. Life has done me good in the past.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Very very soon, i will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;receive &lt;/span&gt;this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4YV-P6RLNI/AAAAAAAAAvc/aeamsSxrFY4/s1600-h/250px-Perodua_MyVi_%28front%29,_Kuala_Lumpur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4YV-P6RLNI/AAAAAAAAAvc/aeamsSxrFY4/s400/250px-Perodua_MyVi_%28front%29,_Kuala_Lumpur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153830982739111122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2068976387992159137?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2068976387992159137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2068976387992159137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2068976387992159137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2068976387992159137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/01/gratitude-list.html' title='The Gratitude List'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R4YW0f6RLQI/AAAAAAAAAv0/40-ck3K7G8I/s72-c/DSC07984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-6297059853755299081</id><published>2008-01-09T15:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T16:10:59.024+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordplay?</title><content type='html'>Considering how low i've been feeling for the past 2 weeks due to a lot of unsettled stuff and ongoing issues related to my to-do lists, finding the words below is kinda good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't hit a home run every time at bat. Stop holding impossible standards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;In Detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfection is simply not possible -- not for anyone. Keep chanting this to yourself when you feel like you're not doing a perfect job, and remind yourself that all is required of you is that you do your best. No more. You cannot hit a home run every time at bat, so why are you holding yourself to impossible standards? If you are down right now, that doesn't mean you have to stay down. Your successes are not based on luck -- they are based on your abilities. You are able.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel a lot better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but reading this the day before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How about I share a little secret with you, Nuryati, in exchange for an even wider smile than you're now wearing??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OK? Deal! Here goes... There's someone in the world today, right now in time and space, who you've yet to even meet, who will, before long, fall very, very in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You decide what kind of love -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    The Universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rasa kelakar, boleh tak?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-6297059853755299081?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/6297059853755299081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=6297059853755299081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6297059853755299081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6297059853755299081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/01/wordplay.html' title='Wordplay?'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5862527043646291250</id><published>2008-01-09T00:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T00:07:32.073+11:00</updated><title type='text'>In less than 3 weeks</title><content type='html'>At first, i thought i should just ignore all the frustration and angst until &lt;s&gt; it explodes again&lt;/s&gt; yesterday when i chatted with one of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guardian angels&lt;/span&gt;, i spilled half of everything to her. So i guess i still need to let these weariness out of my system, for once. It's unbelievable that i've just been here for more than 3 weeks. it does feels more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In regard to the outburst last time, i would like to relate to this report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I used JETTA EXPRESS to ship my personal belongings from Australia to Malaysia. I have paid for all the expenses (MEL-KB) and was instructed by the company to contact MAS CARGO at Kota Bharu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;However on the day itself, i was asked to go through the MAS CARGO agent before i could pick up my baggage and 'forced' to pay up to RM270 for an ambiguous bill. My other friend only paid RM44 for the custom clearance without using the agent in KLIA. I was told that MAS CARGO agent in Kedah also charged up to RM100 for the made-up fees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will bring this matter to the authority if nothing's being done to this corruption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best regards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition: MAS cargo acted 'lepas tangan' when i contacted them back, the clerk and managing director of the agent were very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rude&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;arrogant &lt;/span&gt;and have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poor customer service&lt;/span&gt; when i tried to rationale things right with them; clearly there's big discrepancy for the amount i've got to pay (and they have the nerve to hold on to my bag if i refused to pay); they claimed that i was already been given 25% DISCOUNT for their services; the agent's services was no better than doing the custom clearance myself( as my friend did it herself for the same freaking 5 hours).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. This wasn't that bad. It was during the interview with Suruhanjaya Perkhidmatan Awam when the panel (seorang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;datuk&lt;/span&gt;) smirked after i answered his question about my hospital preference after all the formal interview ended. I did not resist myself from saying, with a straight face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"May i correct your misconception? People always have this misconception about ME, being a Kelantanese and wanting to work to Kelantan. But that's not my reason. The reason is because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want to use the language advantage to communicate better with my patients"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he nodded and smiled, impressed. I did not expect this casual question and  plan to answer this way but i would not be satisfied with the interview, had i not. Too tired of people's skepticism about the state sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Five years of living on my own, having the independence of mobility and good space of mine, it's not too much to say that there's A LOT to adjust. I have to give a lot more than what i get back (from certain people), i have to depend on others for a lot of things, i have to put up and bear. It got overwhelmed, from time to time. I need to escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, another&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; guardian angel&lt;/span&gt; assured me some time ago that it's not where i am (physically) at the moment but where my heart is that matters, for the place to be called home. I'm glad i know where it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5862527043646291250?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5862527043646291250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5862527043646291250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5862527043646291250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5862527043646291250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/01/in-less-than-3-weeks.html' title='In less than 3 weeks'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8755306542539115567</id><published>2008-01-06T03:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T03:33:29.188+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>Thanks a lot Nami for the words....really2 kind of u...will keep that in mind and find my way out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better off focusing on the good things that happened of late..but need some time to sit down and list them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8755306542539115567?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8755306542539115567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8755306542539115567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8755306542539115567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8755306542539115567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2008/01/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-770962834299053969</id><published>2007-12-24T21:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T11:54:49.244+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ASTAGFIRULLAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;absurd!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost my patience againts the infamous corruption and negative attitude of this country. i was never that mad, my hands trembled and voice raised. some ppl gotta learn a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in less than 10 days since i came back, i do not feel belonged to this place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i am not proud of being a malaysian. shameful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exasperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you ever ask how's life in malaysia,  nothing from me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lodging a report to the authority. anyone keen to help?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-770962834299053969?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/770962834299053969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=770962834299053969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/770962834299053969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/770962834299053969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-offense.html' title='ASTAGFIRULLAH'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4976910551162185572</id><published>2007-12-13T14:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T05:18:16.041+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1_TZYm3sTI/AAAAAAAAAu8/fRW4QLAeUUU/s1600-h/DSC06871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143061732536070450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1_TZYm3sTI/AAAAAAAAAu8/fRW4QLAeUUU/s400/DSC06871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It feels too melancholic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;adli (2/12/2007 11:23:29 PM): tak sabar gak aa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:23:41 PM): utk ape?&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:23:44 PM): BBQ tuh ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;adli (2/12/2007 11:24:03 PM): ha ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:24:09 PM): or nak balik msia??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;adli (2/12/2007 11:24:16 PM): sumer2 la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:24:26 PM): hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:24:45 PM): aku cam xde perasaan sgt nak balik msia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;adli (2/12/2007 11:25:29 PM): yer la tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:26:02 PM): ape tak percaya nyee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;adli (2/12/2007 11:26:12 PM): drpd org yg balik every year.....&lt;br /&gt;adli (2/12/2007 11:26:17 PM): hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:27:15 PM): mengata aku lah tuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;adli (2/12/2007 11:27:38 PM): hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;adli (2/12/2007 11:28:15 PM): tau pon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:28:14 PM): ini lain laa&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:28:16 PM): balik for good&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (2/12/2007 11:28:39 PM): no more escapism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To each soul who has touched my heart for the past 5 years, here's my thanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PZt_K9FH0WQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PZt_K9FH0WQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My life was flashing before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;A second later, I walked and realized&lt;br /&gt;My heart had crashed and burned in shame&lt;br /&gt;You pulled me from the flames&lt;br /&gt;I took your hand and you helped me upon my feet&lt;br /&gt;I confessed but you had forgiven me&lt;br /&gt;There's courage in the truth you said&lt;br /&gt;Our love will never end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You shield me from danger, you're my shelter&lt;br /&gt;You are my hiding place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's and Angel on my shoulder, here tonight&lt;br /&gt;Making sure that I'm alright&lt;br /&gt;When I'm falling fast, you rescue me, you love unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm clod and so alone&lt;br /&gt;Back in your arms I feel at home&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will always be, A guardian Angel&lt;br /&gt;Sent for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream comes between us every now and then&lt;br /&gt;I make mistakes, get in trouble, time and again&lt;br /&gt;I ain't proud of who I am&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down you understand&lt;br /&gt;Blinded you can always seem to show the way&lt;br /&gt;You're the light You're the reason I'm here today&lt;br /&gt;If you cry, I cry, So dry your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's an Angle on my shoulder, here tonight&lt;br /&gt;Making sure that I'm alright&lt;br /&gt;When I'm falling fast, you rescue me, you love unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm cold and so alone&lt;br /&gt;Back in your arms I feel at home&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you will always be, A Guardian Angel&lt;br /&gt;Sent for me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syu (25/11/2007 10:48:15 PM): do u see urself still blogging bila kembali ke sini?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yAtt (25/11/2007 10:48:23 PM): u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syu (25/11/2007 10:48:33 PM): dunno&lt;br /&gt;Syu (25/11/2007 10:48:36 PM): curiousity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (25/11/2007 10:49:22 PM): i had similar question to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syu (25/11/2007 10:50:03 PM): like myself, aku gak tertanya2 masa abes belajar dulu . bila dah keje takkan nak blog gak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Syu (25/11/2007 10:50:21 PM): but masih juga berblog hingga sekarang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (25/11/2007 10:50:35 PM): it would be great if i dont have to, but keepin in touch is my basic necessity...&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (25/11/2007 10:51:01 PM): also i hv ideas to share, ppl like it or not&lt;br /&gt;yAtt (25/11/2007 10:51:14 PM): so as for now i'd say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the fondest memories and priceless friendships. Melbourne's home. Will always be missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZaVnyib7rC/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZaVnyib7rC/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes a crane to build a crane&lt;br /&gt;It takes two floors to make a story&lt;br /&gt;It takes an egg to make a hen&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hen to make an egg&lt;br /&gt;There is no end to what I'm saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It takes a thought to make a word&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some words to make an action&lt;br /&gt;It takes some work to make it work&lt;br /&gt;It takes some good to make it hurt&lt;br /&gt;It takes some bad for satisfaction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Al la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a night to make it dawn&lt;br /&gt;And it takes a day to make you yawn brother&lt;br /&gt;And it takes some old to make you young&lt;br /&gt;It takes some cold to know the sun&lt;br /&gt;It takes the one to have the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it takes no time to fall in love&lt;br /&gt;But it takes you years to know what love is&lt;br /&gt;It takes some fears to make you trust&lt;br /&gt;It takes those tears to make it rust&lt;br /&gt;It takes the dust to have it polished&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is so full of&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is so rough&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is our love&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It takes some silence to make sound&lt;br /&gt;It takes a loss before you found it&lt;br /&gt;And it takes a road to go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;It takes a toll to make you care&lt;br /&gt;It takes a hole to make a mountain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ah la la la la la la life goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;Ha la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ha la la la la la life is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;Ha la la la la la life is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Ha la la la la la life it is...so... wonderful&lt;br /&gt;It is so meaningful&lt;br /&gt;It is so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;It is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;It is wonderful&lt;br /&gt;It is meaningful&lt;br /&gt;It goes full circle&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;Meaningful&lt;br /&gt;Full circle&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1-2IIm3sSI/AAAAAAAAAu0/OAxZy5OlOuQ/s1600-h/DSC06898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143029550346121506" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Bowling-pizza and Laserforce-Sawasdee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AYF-38akI/AAAAAAAAAus/o_7NJmpHrAA/s1600-R/PB250025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138633665885792834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AYF-38akI/AAAAAAAAAus/2SlRikcmbKQ/s400/PB250025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AX0O38ajI/AAAAAAAAAuk/MN-cRMJlcJU/s1600-R/PB250058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138633360943114802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AX0O38ajI/AAAAAAAAAuk/b4mJ8u09bCU/s400/PB250058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AXd-38aiI/AAAAAAAAAuc/bb-GjManaSA/s1600-R/PB250091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138632978691025442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AXd-38aiI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ZZTK-LFfZO0/s400/PB250091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AXG-38ahI/AAAAAAAAAuU/DsioE7H5sXg/s1600-R/PB250098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138632583554034194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AXG-38ahI/AAAAAAAAAuU/1Q86qhsEDco/s400/PB250098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AWsO38agI/AAAAAAAAAuM/33iN9l3_PtU/s1600-R/PB250100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138632123992533506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AWsO38agI/AAAAAAAAAuM/kUo8jCyte-A/s400/PB250100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AWQu38afI/AAAAAAAAAuE/N6J5DNThKj4/s1600-R/PB250105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138631651546130930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AWQu38afI/AAAAAAAAAuE/OijztY7pQ88/s400/PB250105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 1st time i tried on bowling was the 1st week in Melb during IMS programme and this was my second time, roughly 2 weeks before i leave Melb. nice coincidence, ek? Thank GOD i had good bunch of sporting crowd that evening, we shared joyful laugh and cheeky remarks the whole 4 hours (of bowling and a few more hours until past midnight at King's for pizza). Everyone's up for the games and it's been a really good catch up/reminiscion session even in the presence of most-welcomed &lt;em&gt;adik adik&lt;/em&gt;;p moral of the stories: reputation can be deceiving, joking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07Om-38aYI/AAAAAAAAAtM/MjBvWxDRTD0/s1600-h/DSC06575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138271393984309634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07Om-38aYI/AAAAAAAAAtM/MjBvWxDRTD0/s400/DSC06575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07OR-38aXI/AAAAAAAAAtE/NJUgkOI_0CE/s1600-h/DSC06574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138271033207056754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07OR-38aXI/AAAAAAAAAtE/NJUgkOI_0CE/s400/DSC06574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AVve38aeI/AAAAAAAAAt8/mDzjhi9J-XE/s1600-R/Laserforce+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138631080315480546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AVve38aeI/AAAAAAAAAt8/yOc65rfakNk/s400/Laserforce+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AVP-38adI/AAAAAAAAAt0/9cmRsBYYbdY/s1600-R/Laserforce+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138630539149601234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AVP-38adI/AAAAAAAAAt0/N5HOI5es1AM/s400/Laserforce+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AUz-38acI/AAAAAAAAAts/-Y512WUqb7I/s1600-R/Laserforce+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138630058113264066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AUz-38acI/AAAAAAAAAts/hMtR0sxTjcM/s400/Laserforce+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AUL-38abI/AAAAAAAAAtk/pezFYUT_WN8/s1600-R/Laserforce+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138629370918496690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AUL-38abI/AAAAAAAAAtk/Ef9gVbCp0hk/s400/Laserforce+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AS5O38aZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/mU8l6v5yT0w/s1600-R/Laserforce+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138627949284321682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AS5O38aZI/AAAAAAAAAtU/ycHOEePQEIs/s400/Laserforce+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've always wanted to try paintball but at this arcade, it's called Laserforce so &lt;em&gt;tak sakit laaa&lt;/em&gt; at least=D 5 RED's againts 7 GREEN's during 3 missions. 1st mission, everyone's being too careful not to get shot or seen but by the time for 3rd mission, wahhhh gila gempak! running around, doing kamikaze trick and berangan ala2 charlie's angel laaa konon...hahahahha! sangat sangat best, kudos to the sporting team and opponents. Everyone's up for the challenge and ambush. muka lepas games sangat berlemuihh, peluhhh! I wish we could do a re-match but i dont think we'll have time for that. lesson learnt: never ever revealed that ur' top in the team cos u'll be the next BIG target after that..mmg dengki laaa makhluk2 Allah ituuu, serang hendap tak kasi can langsung!! ggrrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07NV-38aWI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_GL4u8Lyio8/s1600-h/DSC06589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138270002414905698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07NV-38aWI/AAAAAAAAAs8/_GL4u8Lyio8/s400/DSC06589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07MQO38aUI/AAAAAAAAAss/jhXx15UppIw/s1600-h/DSC06590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138268804119030082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07MQO38aUI/AAAAAAAAAss/jhXx15UppIw/s400/DSC06590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07Moe38aVI/AAAAAAAAAs0/FY2GPHMNV7Q/s1600-h/DSC06597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138269220730857810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07Moe38aVI/AAAAAAAAAs0/FY2GPHMNV7Q/s400/DSC06597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07L1u38aTI/AAAAAAAAAsk/I7QTMWtgHA4/s1600-h/DSC06600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138268348852496690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07L1u38aTI/AAAAAAAAAsk/I7QTMWtgHA4/s400/DSC06600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07LgO38aSI/AAAAAAAAAsc/plr4na1-SJg/s1600-h/DSC06605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138267979485309218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07LgO38aSI/AAAAAAAAAsc/plr4na1-SJg/s400/DSC06605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07LIe38aRI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ienUNXOhQMQ/s1600-h/DSC06596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138267571463416082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R07LIe38aRI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ienUNXOhQMQ/s400/DSC06596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is for PDA, lucky i've got Miss S to scout it around for me while i'm still here. For that reason, i decided to make do with my laptop and invest on the wishlist first.Nothing's wrong with the laptop actually, just my new colour preference. As for the soon-to-have gadget, it's mainly for next year's memory aid and &lt;a href="http://herbalifestation.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HERBALIFE's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; database and planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i am desperate for my mum to help me to pack things up. I've been idling too much thinking how i am going to do the chore without repeating it over and over again. I am more than happy, in fact enjoyed cleaning up the closet and throwing away unwanted stuff from the study table/room. To get everything sorted is easy but i WILL NOT, CAN NOT put things into the boxes or bags without feeling hopeless. The task's just too much to handle, what to put where..thing's like that. I should not wait until my mum's here next week to help me out, should i? I think i'm going to anyway, ngeeeee=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third and most crucial,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need help to prioritise my shopping. It's been really2 tempting i have to put higher &lt;em&gt;rules&lt;/em&gt; before paying up to avoid having bundles. But i'd say i'm overjoy with the final results, lotsa wishlist had been ticked off..wehoo! among them all, i gotta say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R04L4e38aPI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Kk8juv9thCQ/s1600-h/DSC06572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138057289864603890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R04L4e38aPI/AAAAAAAAAsI/Kk8juv9thCQ/s400/DSC06572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; identify me, best. Make me think of my basketball/netball clan a lot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of music,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/T4QW6HdpCk/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/T4QW6HdpCk/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like dancing to this music while doing my shopping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3CpqfPiSij/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3CpqfPiSij/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like grinning and galloping to the tunes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted&lt;br /&gt;I fell right through the cracks&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm trying to get back&lt;br /&gt;Before the cool done run out&lt;br /&gt;I'll be giving it my bestest&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music of the moment maybe sing with me&lt;br /&gt;I like peaceful melodys&lt;br /&gt;It's your God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;br /&gt;But my breath fogged up the glass&lt;br /&gt;And so I drew a new face and laughed&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm saying is there ain't no better reason&lt;br /&gt;To rid yourself of vanity and just go with the seasons&lt;br /&gt;It's what we aim to do&lt;br /&gt;Our name is our virtue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well no no, well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me&lt;br /&gt;I like one big family (2nd time: I like happy family)&lt;br /&gt;It's your God-forsaken right to be loved love love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't hesitate no more&lt;br /&gt;Oh no more no more no more&lt;br /&gt;It's your God-forsaken right to be loved, I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;This cannot wait I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt;Our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0YhrwNJCcf/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0YhrwNJCcf/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like saying it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm holding on your rope,&lt;br /&gt;Got me ten feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm hearin what you say but I just can't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;Then you go and cut me down, but wait&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think I'd turn around, and say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take another chance, take a fall&lt;br /&gt;Take a shot for you&lt;br /&gt;And I need you like a heart needs a beat&lt;br /&gt;But it's nothin new - yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I loved you with a fire red-&lt;br /&gt;Now it's turning blue, and you say...&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry" like the angel heaven let me think was you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm afraid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I said it's too late to apologize, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm holdin on your rope, got me ten feet off the ground...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/3TH2Wa2RfE/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/3TH2Wa2RfE/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I feel like in front of silat performance, ngaa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-7019235746791790129?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/7019235746791790129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=7019235746791790129&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7019235746791790129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7019235746791790129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/while-waiting.html' title='WHILE WAITING...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/R1AYF-38akI/AAAAAAAAAus/2SlRikcmbKQ/s72-c/PB250025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-6398473911455072521</id><published>2007-11-23T18:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T08:39:54.144+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ALLAH THE MOST GRACIOUS</title><content type='html'>For all we've been told, both in the faculty's grape vine and in the graduation robe's letter; Board of Examiner's (BOE) meeting would be held next monday thus our confirmation of graduation. It was not a pleasant anticipation definitely, with the flight tickets' booked for families and the graduation dinner already took place. We planned our (final) departure's arrangement half-heartedly knowing that it was still a 50-50 chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumours started to spread this week that BOE actually had had their meeting last monday but no one could confirm on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i decided to start cleaning up the mess in my room(thanks to the endless shopping trips, it was awesome!) at the same time sorting out stuff to bring back. Kak A buzzed me on YM and said that result's already being released in Web Enrolment System(WES). Perplexed and half-anticipated, my heart started to race and fingers' a bit cold. Alone at home as the other two were helping out with the exams, i braced myself and clicked on the website; maintaining communication with Kak A at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being convinced that &lt;em&gt;those letters&lt;/em&gt; weren't there yesterday and having someone else buzzing me on the same matter shortly after; then only i let myself sigh a big relief and gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALHAMDULILLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was the first i called and my sister was the first i texted. They deserve to know first; then the few of you who received my little news afterwards via sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still feel surreal to me because i've set my mind that monday's &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; day; i kept log-on to the website till late afraid that it might change (??!) or something.heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm digesting the reality. the blessing from ALLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels so abundant. I'll save my word of thanks to you all till the special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*beaming*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-6398473911455072521?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/6398473911455072521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=6398473911455072521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6398473911455072521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/6398473911455072521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/allah-most-gracious.html' title='ALLAH THE MOST GRACIOUS'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-7222679399847869689</id><published>2007-11-18T01:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:55:21.424+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CLASS OF 2007 GRADUATION DINNER, NATIONAL GALLERY VICTORIA (NGV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8Fz-38aMI/AAAAAAAAArw/-K0mh4jHQdA/s1600-h/IMG_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133828490834766018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8Fz-38aMI/AAAAAAAAArw/-K0mh4jHQdA/s400/IMG_0833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8FcO38aLI/AAAAAAAAAro/gg-atQE3UMM/s1600-h/IMG_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133828082812872882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8FcO38aLI/AAAAAAAAAro/gg-atQE3UMM/s400/IMG_0846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8FKe38aKI/AAAAAAAAArg/M6gU8PUQmQw/s1600-h/DSC06512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133827777870194850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8FKe38aKI/AAAAAAAAArg/M6gU8PUQmQw/s400/DSC06512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HSA girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8EZu38aJI/AAAAAAAAArY/gGOr3pgfVu0/s1600-h/IMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133826940351572114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8EZu38aJI/AAAAAAAAArY/gGOr3pgfVu0/s400/IMG_0851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8ELe38aII/AAAAAAAAArQ/yo3yYgi5QBs/s1600-h/PB160039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133826695538436226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8ELe38aII/AAAAAAAAArQ/yo3yYgi5QBs/s400/PB160039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz9-gu38aNI/AAAAAAAAAr4/udixsW9f-ts/s1600-h/PB160041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133961201029245138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz9-gu38aNI/AAAAAAAAAr4/udixsW9f-ts/s400/PB160041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ngaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8DYe38aGI/AAAAAAAAArA/2AvbyVcbsuo/s1600-h/PB160046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133825819365107810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8DYe38aGI/AAAAAAAAArA/2AvbyVcbsuo/s400/PB160046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8C4u38aFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Fi73Xg1da4I/s1600-h/DSC06524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133825273904261202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8C4u38aFI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Fi73Xg1da4I/s400/DSC06524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8CuO38aEI/AAAAAAAAAqw/F4IXj3PSWsY/s1600-h/DSC06527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133825093515634754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8CuO38aEI/AAAAAAAAAqw/F4IXj3PSWsY/s400/DSC06527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8CXu38aDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/3450LAq42xo/s1600-h/DSC06541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133824706968578098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8CXu38aDI/AAAAAAAAAqo/3450LAq42xo/s400/DSC06541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8CLe38aCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/zND2BPsf15w/s1600-h/DSC06538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133824496515180578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8CLe38aCI/AAAAAAAAAqg/zND2BPsf15w/s400/DSC06538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8Aqu38aBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/68HU4C2Yr5Q/s1600-h/DSC06542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133822834362837010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8Aqu38aBI/AAAAAAAAAqY/68HU4C2Yr5Q/s400/DSC06542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8AaO38aAI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/zLnzjrqBcJE/s1600-h/DSC06548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133822550894995458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8AaO38aAI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/zLnzjrqBcJE/s400/DSC06548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John Murtagh-GP's textbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz7_fu38Z_I/AAAAAAAAAqI/tD98LGcaQaQ/s1600-h/DSC06562.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz7_Fe38Z-I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Cdqg5ghckig/s1600-h/DSC06561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133821094901082082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz7_Fe38Z-I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Cdqg5ghckig/s400/DSC06561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz7-tu38Z9I/AAAAAAAAAp4/c4tIngFXcYU/s1600-h/DSC06563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133820686879188946" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Carol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz9-4e38aOI/AAAAAAAAAsA/QDqGV-Jy3D8/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133961609051138274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz9-4e38aOI/AAAAAAAAAsA/QDqGV-Jy3D8/s400/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz78Hu38Z5I/AAAAAAAAApY/mOfce-DiVVA/s1600-h/PB160072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133817835020904338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz78Hu38Z5I/AAAAAAAAApY/mOfce-DiVVA/s400/PB160072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz77x-38Z4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/-SiuedhhNjw/s1600-h/PB160110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133817461358749570" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/6473103-7222679399847869689?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/7222679399847869689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=7222679399847869689&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7222679399847869689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7222679399847869689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_18.html' title='Moments'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rz8Fz-38aMI/AAAAAAAAArw/-K0mh4jHQdA/s72-c/IMG_0833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-7661684327429047207</id><published>2007-11-17T02:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T02:16:18.671+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SAID VS VERDICT</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we let people talk too much into our mind and do not let ourselves venture a little bit more in life. We thought lower than what we actually are. I learnt my lesson, although not in hard way but significant enough to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Said&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt; When i got the offer to do IB in KMB, i freaked out because from what i've heard from my brother who did A-level a few years back in the same college; it's gonna be TOUGH. from his observation, i would not have much leisure time and all i need to do was study or be outside of my room. I got all teary and confused; it took my aunt to comfort me and suggested me to take it up first and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verdict:&lt;/strong&gt; In reality, yes it was tough to pass the exam and keep up with all the brainers when i was so used to take up study at my own pace but i saw past the curriculum hurdle during my 2 years over there. it was a hell lot of fun. I'm glad to be part of the Med3 clan with our great PD camping, girls' night talk, birthday practical tricks and endless presentations where everyone got hysterical over the jokes. I'm glad to be part of the theater team with a few productions, RSJ to be named as the highlight. I'm mostly glad to try out basketball and had my passion in this sports since. I'm glad with our charity activities during PDK that it became my first exposure with the special kids. I'm glad to be part of Block F clan when we got to be-friend with everyone and occupied the ironing area late at night with the close ones chatting away. So my brother was right to say that i probably would not be in my room as often as i was busy making my college life as memorable as it could be while at the same time maintaining my average grade. I would not wish to do my college year anywhere else but with my KMB clan and doing IB had been an enriching experience inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was given the notion that reading medicine would mean the end of life. It's going to be a nerve-wrecking hurdle and by the end of it, i would pretty much be lost myself out of the pressure. My mum did not want me to go through that experience as what she had heard from other people, thus the different expectation about my future career earlier on. I was given the idea that it's going to be a regretful decision to embark in this profession and expected to bail out sooner or later. M0nash would be a tough choice because of its integrated system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verdict&lt;/strong&gt;: I could not see myself doing anything other than medicine, I've found my passion here. I love my student life, it's enriching and balanced. I played netball/basketball every year, i kept in touch with my best buddies from high school/college in particular outside meddies, i represented International Advisory Commitee and travelled interstate or across the ocean over the holiday. I learnt more than anatomy and physiology fraction of medicine, i learnt about human body and myself. I loved both scientific and common sense of medicine. I improved a lot of life skills over little clinical incidents and observed the growing interest in understanding the concept and body system. I'm aware about my average knowledge but i'm more than happy to keep on learning about it. M0nash and medicine are the two best things in my life. I revived my strength during the 5 years journey too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these two experiences i had in life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'm submitting myself to ridiculous working hours next year in M'sia and would get drown in massive pressure as an intern. There's no way i would avoid anxiety and depression as there's not much of support available there and i would probably be left on my own most of the time managing the ward. I would be treated like a dog and it's horrible. it's all even worst if i am to choose public hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verdict&lt;/strong&gt;: If other people could go through this early phase, i would too. Like it or not, i need to become an intern before coming up as resident regardless where i'll be working. Malaysia is where my family and good friends are for me to maintain life outside medicine. I have the best help and support anyone could ever ask for-The ALMIGHTY. HE will be the one who help me to be in the best working team and supportive colleagues, HE will be the one who calm me and guide me through whenever i got a code(read: emergency), HE will be the one who make my 2nd attempt for IV successful. HE will be the one who let me come to term with my clinical abilities at present and stop from pushing myself too much. HE will be the one who lead my clinical reasoning. Public hospital would be a great chance to a continuum exposure in medicine. Practise makes perfect, that's what they said. Self-development is achievable to those who are willing to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i look like a smug or sound too good to be true, that's just me wanting to experience life before anyone else dictate it for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-7661684327429047207?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/7661684327429047207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=7661684327429047207&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7661684327429047207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/7661684327429047207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/said-vs-verdict.html' title='SAID VS VERDICT'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2895202293120354716</id><published>2007-11-13T19:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T01:37:49.974+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TRANSITION</title><content type='html'>This is it. &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; change. destination and social position-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While ppl may think that i'm exaggerating to express my anxiety over the thought of going/coming back to home country for good..i do not need to justify to anyone. i'm aware of certain protocols and attitude (or the lack of it) that i will be facing through in the near future, whether i like it or not. one thing for sure, i need to keep patience and tolerance at my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i want to give extra credits to my university for the course, it would be the Patient Safety Module and Back To Base experiences. both gave me great insight and to an extent, inspiration of what my working life's gonna be. during the patient safety days, we deal a lot with simulated critical situation when all the practical hints and skills were put into practise in a safe environment but enough adrenaline rush to kickstart our brain and teamwork performance. we had influx of reminders and recommendation about patient identification, drug handling, procedures and a few other &lt;em&gt;human factor issues&lt;/em&gt; that mostly will help us go through next year. from time to time, we were fed with tricks and traps from the senior colleagues who have accumulated enough experience over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back To Base was all about consolidation of being a final year student and introduction to internship. summary on common stuff is highly appreciated- blood test, airway management, ECG, ABG, CXR, electrolytes and BSL management to name a few. great effort to see how far we've come since 5 years ago and how further ahead we've got in this profession. it's heart-warming to hear pearls of wisdom from those who made it to the top and assuring too. you can contradict me in this but there's more in life than monetary rewards and recognition. it's called passion and personal value; something not everyone share the same definition with each other. another note; while a lot expressed the concerns about how bad it's gonna be next year, being positive is always a good practise. don't get too messed up thinking what we're gonna do if we screwed up cause it's almost like we anticipate the bad event. it's ok to give ourselves some credits and work from there. It's not too much to say that after all the sweet concise summary &amp;amp; take home points from each speaker, i was actually looking forward to start working. thanks to M0nash for providing us with the priviledge of preparing ourselves to the next step in medicine during our last week of undergraduate instead of racing our heartbeat up with exams. well done!&lt;br /&gt;In short, our life is in our hand. to make it meaningful or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retrospectively,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not remember saying anything other than want to become a doctor when i was small, my mum said i was always the one who attended to my dad's blood and bruises. At the same time, i still lead the typical childhood like any other &lt;em&gt;kampung girl &lt;/em&gt;would. I did not give much thought about the so-called ambition then, it was more like a courteous answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when i started my high school, i did not come firm about what i'll be doing in the future. I studied sensibly and spend more time in front of the TV and got &lt;em&gt;noticed &lt;/em&gt;by wardens for being loud, hence sitting right at the front of the high table during formal dinner. The only good things i'd probably be doing was as the member of PBSM and PRS, otherwise i was just a little mischief in the school together with the rest. I did not believe in staying up late at night to study and i did not set any aim for SPM, i just wanted to do well. For all i knew, matriculation would be the next step in life and by then, i did not give any definitive answer to my future career. I was pretty devastated because my name wasn't shortlisted for the early intake of matriculation before SPM results was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say my gratitude to HIM for my SPM results. Even then, i was still a bit clueless and ready to take up anything. I contemplated to take up the Telecom scholarship to do IT and at the same time applying for matriculation via UPU with UIA as the preference. I had JPA scholarship form un-filled in my holder at home up until now because my mum thought maybe i shuld just stay in the country as two of my brothers had completed their degree oversea and she wasn't ready for mine. I was called up twice for MARA interview but again i respected my mum's words. I did not have any problem with my mum's wish suprisingly, i was happy for anything at that point. It never crossed my mind to study abroad, to be honest with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first turning point was my UPU result. I didn't get the expected answer regarding matriculation through the line, I was soo dumbfounded that i had to call the line so many times until i realised i need to wait till the end of the voice machine to hear '...&lt;em&gt;oversea programme'.&lt;/em&gt; The next turning point was a day before the actual MARA interview (they shortlisted the candidates so i did not actually applied for this one too) when my eldest brother called up my mum and he said something about apples on the tree &lt;em&gt;(I'd rather not go into details because i did not want to offend anyone).&lt;/em&gt; My mum gave a second thought and off we went to KL for the interview. As impromptu as it could be, i went into the interview room pretty much at the same state i was before SPM, easy for anything. One thing i could remember during the interview was that i did not know the name of Kelantan's sultan and how many districts they were in the state. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, i was offered to do International Baccalaureate(IB) in KMB and from then on decided medicine then is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2895202293120354716?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2895202293120354716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2895202293120354716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2895202293120354716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2895202293120354716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/transition.html' title='TRANSITION'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2594709119494186645</id><published>2007-11-10T21:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T01:57:31.277+11:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE WILL I BE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RzlrdxHzSjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xl2njhS2qec/s1600-h/kasut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132251409511828018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RzlrdxHzSjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xl2njhS2qec/s400/kasut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kalau pandai, which one's mine?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;~UPDATED WITH PICTURES~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;10th Nov: Graduation Road Trip (Fishing, Port Philip Bay + Cape Shank, Mornington)&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fantastic road trip, from sunrise by the beach to Marinara Pasta at Sofia's. Over 1000+ pictures, full of moments and happiness. 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-2594709119494186645?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/2594709119494186645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=2594709119494186645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2594709119494186645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/2594709119494186645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/where-will-i-be.html' title='WHERE WILL I BE?'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RzlrdxHzSjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xl2njhS2qec/s72-c/kasut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8142638810003256107</id><published>2007-11-09T23:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T16:03:55.346+11:00</updated><title type='text'>MEANINGFUL...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To end my clinical/pre-intern year story, here's one of the favourites on the bus ride...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8EbYmMb4lR4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8EbYmMb4lR4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Each day I live&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a day to give the best of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm only one, but not alone&lt;br /&gt;My finest day is yet unknown&lt;br /&gt;I broke my heart for every gain&lt;br /&gt;To taste the sweet, I faced the pain&lt;br /&gt;I rise and fall,&lt;br /&gt;Yet through it all this much remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want one moment in time&lt;br /&gt;When I'm more than I thought I could be&lt;br /&gt;When all of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are a heart beat away&lt;br /&gt;And the answers are all up to me&lt;br /&gt;Give me one moment in time&lt;br /&gt;When I'm racing with destiny&lt;br /&gt;Then in that one moment of time&lt;br /&gt;I will feel, I will feel eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived to be the very best&lt;br /&gt;I want it all, no time for less&lt;br /&gt;I've laid the plans&lt;br /&gt;Now lay the chance here in my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me one moment in time&lt;br /&gt;When I'm more than I thought I could be&lt;br /&gt;When all of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are a heart beat away&lt;br /&gt;And the answers are all up to me&lt;br /&gt;Give me one moment in time&lt;br /&gt;When I'm racing with destiny&lt;br /&gt;Then in that one moment of time&lt;br /&gt;I will feel, I will feel eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a winner for a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;If you seize that one moment in time&lt;br /&gt;Make it shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me one moment in time&lt;br /&gt;When I'm more than I thought I could be&lt;br /&gt;When all of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Are a heart beat away&lt;br /&gt;And the answers are all up to me&lt;br /&gt;Give me one moment in time&lt;br /&gt;When I'm racing with destiny&lt;br /&gt;Then in that one moment of time&lt;br /&gt;I will be, I will be, I will be free, I will be,&lt;br /&gt;I will be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~One moment in time~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pray for my graduation, friends!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8142638810003256107?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8142638810003256107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8142638810003256107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8142638810003256107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8142638810003256107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/very-meaningful.html' title='MEANINGFUL...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-18969215276350769</id><published>2007-11-06T21:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:17:56.503+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HELL YEAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If something is worth having, it's worth working for. Don't be afraid of hard work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In Detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Preparing for some challenges? Then get started visualizing your victory! As soon as you get up this morning, fill your mind's eye with the image of a gold medal being pinned to your chest. It's true that a victory is never known until it is earned, but there is no harm in thinking positively, right? It may not be easy to climb the mountain in front of you, but if something is worth having, it is worth working hard for. And everyone knows that you are not afraid of a little hard work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-18969215276350769?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/18969215276350769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=18969215276350769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/18969215276350769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/18969215276350769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/great.html' title='HELL YEAH!'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-811309348320156367</id><published>2007-11-06T04:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T23:26:52.012+11:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL IS GOOD</title><content type='html'>3 jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 working pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 tops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 bead necklace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy thoughts!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next in the list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Purse&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Planner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bag(s)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quilt/sheet cover&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something i'd save from mentioning here &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Auntie zaza, sila senyap... =D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More of the above list&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy happy thoughts!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-811309348320156367?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/811309348320156367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=811309348320156367&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/811309348320156367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/811309348320156367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/past-and-present.html' title='ALL IS GOOD'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-2778422126920911008</id><published>2007-11-04T12:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T04:12:07.627+11:00</updated><title type='text'>K.A.M.I ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-f2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=936748722493191154&amp;amp;site=widget-f2.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=936748722493191154&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-f2.slide.com/p1/936748722493191154/bb_t040_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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It's a matter of conscience how we want our life to be and how we want our relationship to be. To despair on this would  not change the past. be very careful on regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later to watch the video of how heart-wrenching it could be to see your loved ones deteriorates in front of your eyes and for someone whom her mother could not recognise her anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Not being able to call my mum, mum is the hardest thing to do...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the same thing. you'll never know how much time you actually have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i could never forgive myself for doing that..'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life does not come twice, so does chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4279064181580933026?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4279064181580933026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4279064181580933026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4279064181580933026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4279064181580933026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/face-it.html' title='FACE IT.'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-3574193764889482583</id><published>2007-11-01T10:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T15:23:57.205+11:00</updated><title type='text'>INSTEAD OF...</title><content type='html'>Seems like the infamous question starts to creep up again. the fact that i'm finishing my study and going back to home country could be the reason. this time, i just play cool cos it's not an issue at all. there're majority of jerks out there so why bother? those stupidly selfish beings must've thought soooo high of themselves, must they? deceitful and full of cheap lies too. oh, back to the question. if you happen to receive pitiful answer from me, i'm just mocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, modules suppose to be a burden especially when you're counting days to not going to hospital anymore but i seem to enjoy doing it at the same time. it's not so much about cracking my head to find the suitable patient to write about but more like to dig issues for discussion. It suprisingly keeps my brain going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said that, i started to feel excited about working next year especially after the last session of simulation/patient safety OSCE. The sims session was about having (dummy) patient who crashed and team (including myself) doing as best as we could to manage the patient. Instead of feeling daunted about the notion that i am gonna carry huge responsibility towards others' (life), i look at it from the point of being someone who actually &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; something and gain satisfaction from it. It's not about feeling good about myself ( cos i ain't master anything, as yet) but to prove to myself that i can take up the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people ask me &lt;em&gt;"are you excited to go back (for good)?"&lt;/em&gt; my answer had been &lt;em&gt;"hmm, fifty percent!".&lt;/em&gt; I love my life in melb. i love the better control of myself. i love the space and freedom i have for myself. i love the strength found in myself. i love the beautiful experiences here, shopping and travelling in particular! In short, i had good if not great life in this foreign land that i will miss a lot soonn. no offence, Msia gave me some bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking point does not necessarily means explosion or something nasty. It could just give a notion that something or someone, in any case becomes insignificant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-3574193764889482583?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/3574193764889482583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=3574193764889482583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3574193764889482583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3574193764889482583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/11/instead-of.html' title='INSTEAD OF...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5861117224310166405</id><published>2007-10-30T21:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T19:53:44.926+11:00</updated><title type='text'>CONGRATS!</title><content type='html'>Up to this point, i have a lot of reason to be proud of myself. one would be to care less for others. the other would be to stand strong and composed despite &lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt; people throw to me, or treat me. like, &lt;strong&gt;whatever&lt;/strong&gt;! i may keep everything &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://destinytells.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;inside&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and pretend that things' back to normal, but you wouldn't know what i've vowed myself to or not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest, i'm really really happy with my life. looking forward to DFO trip for shopping, excited to have fun during the fishing road trip, occupied with modules and going-back-for-good-issues, what's more with the coming grad dinner. i'm determine to have as much fun as i could in this remaining weeks and i'm getting to it. life is so much easier when i focus on the good stuff and leave the crappy one outside my system. not only they're worthless but more like worthless in capital letter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5861117224310166405?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5861117224310166405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5861117224310166405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5861117224310166405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5861117224310166405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/congrats.html' title='CONGRATS!'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-3330782390421883309</id><published>2007-10-25T17:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T18:06:21.070+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am&lt;/strong&gt; counting days to finishing med school. at the same time, i want to take the chance to go home from hospital earlier, sleep at any time i feel like, wake up as i wish and have fun in between books. it's funny that the closer i am to the finishing line, the more stuff i'd like to learn and understand from the books. everyday i make a mental note to go home and look up on certain stuff but my study really depends on the weather. if it's bright and study, i'm happy to sit on the table to read/finish up my worl but if it's cold and gloomy, i prefer to curl up under the blanket. i have 2 (not-so-new) books i aim to &lt;em&gt;indulge&lt;/em&gt; but dare not to set any deadline, but i will definitely finish them up. hehe, i love to challenge myself nowadays. utmost satisfation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am&lt;/strong&gt; making a mental list of what to &lt;s&gt;grab&lt;/s&gt; shop before going back for good, for once. yes, i love shopping in melbourne. you can endorse that, &lt;em&gt;kan Anum&lt;/em&gt;? it's the spending power, it's the slashed out sale, it's the variety of things that suit my personal requirement. i dont usually plan my shopping list ahead of time. i could be in the shopping mall for one whole day end up buying nothing or i could be in just one shop less than half an hour and came out with 3 boxes of shoes. a bit random but i have no problem with that. the good thing about giving away some of my stuff everytime i go home is that it gives valid reason to buy something else. don't ever ask me my plan for shopping cos the usual &lt;em&gt;'nak window shopping je..&lt;/em&gt;' will always end up with bags of new stuff. on the other hand, i often came back empty-handed with a planned trip. anywayyy, i'm mentally sorting out clothes (due to different size i am wearing) and bags to give away so that i can squeeze in things in my new list guilt-free=D yeah, less is more for me in that sense. i only keep things i know and would love to keep, otherwise i'll let people to have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am&lt;/strong&gt; excited when i realised good thing is happening one after another. from now till end of the year, something to look forward every week. there will be &lt;strong&gt;graduation road trip, gift-exhange,graduation dinner, shopping spree, family coming over, graduation, Sydney, Aidiladha&lt;/strong&gt; and (not my) &lt;strong&gt;wedding&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;birthday&lt;/strong&gt; and (not my) &lt;strong&gt;engangement&lt;/strong&gt;. how coolllll is that? i welcome more great ideas and plan and invitation in the future, count me in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am&lt;/strong&gt; happy because i want to be happy;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-3330782390421883309?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/3330782390421883309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=3330782390421883309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3330782390421883309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3330782390421883309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am.html' title='I AM...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-3577152994942853205</id><published>2007-10-23T21:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T16:41:09.293+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep this in mind, okay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"DON'T LET SOMEONE BECOME A PRIORITY IN YOUR LIFE...WHEN YOU ARE JUST AN OPTION FOR THEM....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NEVER CRY FOR ANY RELATION IN LIFE BECAUSE FOR THE ONE WHOM YOU CRY DOES NOT DESERVE YOUR TEARS AND THE ONE WHO DESERVES WILL NEVER LET YOU CRY......... ........ "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TREAT EVERYONE WITH POLITENESS EVEN THOSE WHO ARE RUDE TO YOU,NOT BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT NICE BUT BECAUSE YOU ARE NICE........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER SEARCH YOUR HAPPINESS IN OTHERS WHICH WILL MAKE YOU FEEL ALONE,RATHER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SEARCH IT IN YOURSELF YOU WILL FEEL HAPPY EVEN IF YOU ARE LEFT ALONE&lt;/strong&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPINESS ALWAYS LOOKS SMALL WHEN WE HOLD IT IN OUR HANDS.BUT WHEN WE LEARN TO SHARE IT,WE REALIZE HOW BIG AND PRECIOUS IT IS! ............ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-3577152994942853205?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/3577152994942853205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=3577152994942853205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3577152994942853205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3577152994942853205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/keep-this-in-mind-okay.html' title='Keep this in mind, okay?'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1543590023859973411</id><published>2007-10-21T20:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T21:48:15.578+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE, AS IT IS..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;'Don't look too worried, love. It might never happened'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled to the old man, stunned at his remarks but agreed to it. Wisdom worth to remember, this one. To be honest, i didnt even realised i had frown on my face as I was actually helping out my fren who misplaced her book. I think i'd been smiling even since and decided to keep his advice closer to heart, the words must be magical ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok to expect perfection in life but it's even better if we're able to deal with it, as it is. The more we fight to find happiness, the more we lost it. why not we make peace with ourselves and create our own happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Life is too short not to care about the little things'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some ppl think that little things means emotional. heh, maybe. who knows? i have a question. which would be better, to be cold and couldn't care less because you love yourself so much you wouldn't want anyone to hurt you or be a fairy-godmother to everyone but end up bruised, invisible to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had good time yesterday. good shopping &amp;amp; good food, i mean. loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-1543590023859973411?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/1543590023859973411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=1543590023859973411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1543590023859973411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1543590023859973411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-as-it-is.html' title='LIFE, AS IT IS..'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1400715221470612302</id><published>2007-10-16T22:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T23:32:24.619+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PHOTO ALBUM</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-2f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=432345564247769903&amp;amp;site=widget-2f.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564247769903&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2f.slide.com/p1/432345564247769903/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=432345564247769903&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2f.slide.com/p2/432345564247769903/bb_t046_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-1400715221470612302?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/1400715221470612302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=1400715221470612302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1400715221470612302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1400715221470612302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_6741.html' title='PHOTO ALBUM'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-695046269274244661</id><published>2007-10-15T07:45:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T16:30:48.698+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Eid 2007</title><content type='html'>I said to myself that this year will be a memorably happy eid &lt;s&gt;and would not shed tears &lt;/s&gt;; to no suprise i had it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before raya, we welcomed the 3 co-hostess from the residential halls and started to prepare our dishes as early as 5pm. Pizza delivery for iftar was really a yummylicious idea! While preparing rendang daging, kuah kacang, nasi impit, soto, apple crumble, brownies and syrup; we sang our heart out with some oldies and lagu raya followed by &lt;em&gt;acara berbalas pantun&lt;/em&gt;. Oh yes, we were &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; crazy that night and it was so much fun. I laughed so hard listening to the &lt;em&gt;pantun&lt;/em&gt;-s, i had ringing ears and throbbing headache. If only the kitchen could speak, i'm sure it'll plead us to stop singing and laughing.. we finished everything around 1am (wow, that was 6 hours!) and dragged our way off to bed. slept in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day itself, 6 of us took turn to use the bathroom while blabbering-ing away. Headed to the sports centre for Eid prayers and as always the atmosphere never failed to amuse me. I think amusement would always be the feeling whenever i thought about ppl from all the walks gathered who under one faith. Bliss! We rushed home as our pot-luck event was half an hour away. Each of us played the role for the last mins preparation -arranging, sorting out, re-heating and cleaning up. Some of us needed to change to our actual raya attire but still, we kept everything under control and worked our way efficiently;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People started coming in and I was pleased to have &lt;em&gt;just nice&lt;/em&gt; turn out because it gave time to entertain everyone and at the same time feasted on the food (thanks guys for the satay, &lt;em&gt;sedap&lt;/em&gt;!) As some of us didn't get to meet each other as often this year, it was a great catch-up (and gossip session;p) ahh well, it's refreshing to see the old faces don't u think? Photo session went on as usual and good collection of candid-s we had as well. The impromptu &lt;em&gt;berbalas pantun&lt;/em&gt; event was a good ice-breaking with the new faces too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past noon, we got ready to go to the other invitations. 3 houses altogether and each served different menu. I had my wishes for nasi kerabu, lodeh, kek batik and laksa. I spared mihun sup and a few other dishes as i could always get them during other time. Although we ended up seeing the same faces in those places but it's still nice because it still gave &lt;em&gt;raya&lt;/em&gt; feeling. Erm, a person in one of the houses gave me a shock of my life; 90% resemblance. I was stunned there and then. i wished we didn't do the brief talk though because that made it so much more familiar. Jittery for a while but it's not like i am gonna see the face again after this &lt;s&gt;although photos could do some damage&lt;/s&gt; so it's fine, i guess. ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached home (again) at dawn and I got myself little nap because i was so knackered up. Woke up in time for a quick shower and got ready for BBQ. We (ok, that's a bit of exaggeration as i did not spend much time at the grill pit actually ;p) took some time to get the it ready. Men on fire, as if ! and you think by asking me to sing &lt;em&gt;'Bara'&lt;/em&gt; would make it go all fired up?? &lt;em&gt;sungguh hampeh!&lt;/em&gt; Everything went well after a few shot (of burning the coal, not me singing ok ;p) and we had good chicken and sausage (also a few other side dishes that i would not bother listing them down) afterwards. We completed the night with sparklers moments and who wouldn't laugh seeing the guys holding bunga api in static position?? &lt;em&gt;Ya Tuhan, korang tak pernah main bunga api ke kecil2 dulu? Aduhhhai&lt;/em&gt;... ooh, if only i could upload the 'bunga api dan lagu raya' game in youtube, i would!! It's as simple as circling the grill pit and took turn to light up the sparklers and each need to sing lagu raya. OMG, the last 3 players cracked the biggest laugh of all. We finished up the night reviewing the photos of the days and took our last group photos. No suprise, as soon as we hit the pillow around 1am we doozed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only me, but all 6 of us been naughty for not calling home on that day. We're so occupied that we did expressed our guilt to each other but claimed we could not find good time to rang the family. As for me, i have one more reason for not doing so- refer to the first line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all perfect, now you believe me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSiphcOBvI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3-uZmTP5SEM/s1600-h/DSC06388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121897510462162674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSiphcOBvI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3-uZmTP5SEM/s400/DSC06388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Congregation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxXZrhcOBxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Hm-HJlQg3v4/s1600-h/P1010010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122239492938139410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxXZrhcOBxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Hm-HJlQg3v4/s400/P1010010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSiKhcOBtI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_TFO8hHazX0/s1600-h/IMG_0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121896977886217938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSiKhcOBtI/AAAAAAAAAXs/_TFO8hHazX0/s400/IMG_0201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 12 Years of Friendship &amp;amp; 5 Eids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSmZRcOBwI/AAAAAAAAAYE/tAajbOeWwf0/s1600-h/IMG_0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121901629335799554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSmZRcOBwI/AAAAAAAAAYE/tAajbOeWwf0/s400/IMG_0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Candid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSh8xcOBsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/W7g6a3XsveY/s1600-h/PA130284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121896741663016642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSh8xcOBsI/AAAAAAAAAXk/W7g6a3XsveY/s400/PA130284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Multiracial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxShohcOBrI/AAAAAAAAAXc/MPTqJ775Vak/s1600-h/PA130224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121896393770665650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxShohcOBrI/AAAAAAAAAXc/MPTqJ775Vak/s400/PA130224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Kitchen Chaotic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rxb9FBcOByI/AAAAAAAAAYY/1_VbuoWQFRs/s1600-h/PA130230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122559888908486434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rxb9FBcOByI/AAAAAAAAAYY/1_VbuoWQFRs/s400/PA130230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Clan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxShNxcOBpI/AAAAAAAAAXM/SOYKBSNu5lc/s1600-h/PA130286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121895934209164946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxShNxcOBpI/AAAAAAAAAXM/SOYKBSNu5lc/s400/PA130286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Raya Visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSg2hcOBoI/AAAAAAAAAXE/yoKDSumcvG8/s1600-h/PA130331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121895534777206402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSg2hcOBoI/AAAAAAAAAXE/yoKDSumcvG8/s400/PA130331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Open House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSgVBcOBmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/S0BLzGfK76s/s1600-h/PA130358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121894959251588706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSgVBcOBmI/AAAAAAAAAW0/S0BLzGfK76s/s400/PA130358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Guardian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSgFhcOBlI/AAAAAAAAAWs/kINvNPgDe0o/s1600-h/PA130388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121894692963616338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSgFhcOBlI/AAAAAAAAAWs/kINvNPgDe0o/s400/PA130388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Sparklers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSgehcOBnI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dSjIhDwfyEA/s1600-h/IMG_0254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121895122460345970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSgehcOBnI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dSjIhDwfyEA/s400/IMG_0254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSf7RcOBkI/AAAAAAAAAWk/RBE7dW9SAV4/s1600-h/PA140394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121894516869957186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSf7RcOBkI/AAAAAAAAAWk/RBE7dW9SAV4/s400/PA140394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSeQhcOBjI/AAAAAAAAAWc/K_axrIokyOs/s1600-h/PA140395.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-695046269274244661?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/695046269274244661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=695046269274244661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/695046269274244661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/695046269274244661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/eid-2007.html' title='Eid 2007'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RxSiphcOBvI/AAAAAAAAAX8/3-uZmTP5SEM/s72-c/DSC06388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5056907224617571445</id><published>2007-10-11T06:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T07:47:29.359+10:00</updated><title type='text'>THE END IS THE BEGINNING</title><content type='html'>I am observing the end of Ramadhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kumengharapkan Ramadhan kali ini penuh makna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agar dapat kulalui dengan sempurna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah, i have a very meaningful one this year. meaningful for two different reasons- blessings to fully embrace it and reasons for who i am becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deeeply contented with my 2 weeks of M'sian experience-be it the food (&lt;em&gt;ehem&lt;/em&gt;), imarah Ramadhan or simply my loved ones. I would never ask for more, I had everything i wanna had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 2nd day of Ramadhan to 4 days away from Eid. I was tested one after another. To say that i am not affected would be an overstatement but nonetheless, with every test HE bestowed me strength and most importanly, patience (because that's my lacking trait). I'm not proud of the silent curse that slipped out from my mouth out of angst or buckets of tears flowing to make me feel better but i am standing tall otherwise. I braved through each even if not in stride, but at least with acceptance. &lt;em&gt;redha&lt;/em&gt; with whatever HE wanted me to let go. Nobody but myself know how i did and how i felt. During each trial he put me under, i observed the change in self. Allah must've loved me very much, must not HE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certain to finish up the effort if not for a personal reason, forbidden to continue. As i am not able to read the ending, frustration is unavoidable but i &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; I actually achieved victory. This quiet journey has been the sweetest thing of all during the month-the most satisfying, the most precious, the most solitary experience. It also gives me assurance that whatever i am going to do, i only need to put it in my mind and I will make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully and insya Allah, this will be my last experience abroad. Certainly i will miss all the difference- time for myself, personal effort to prepare iftar and our own way to &lt;em&gt;imarah&lt;/em&gt; the holy month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan this time completed me. ALHAMDULILLAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my dearest friends (and you, silent reader)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI.&lt;br /&gt;MOHON MAAF ANDAI ADA YANG TERSILAP KATA ATAU TERKASAR BAHASA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insya Allah, this year will be my last year celebrating Eid in Melbourne. I will miss this feeling-&lt;em&gt;bittersweet&lt;/em&gt;. Melancholic at the thought of family back home, it &lt;em&gt;used to&lt;/em&gt; bring tears everytime. So, I'd rather not think about it, but planning in my head what's to prepare for the raya pot luck. Apple crumble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, thinking of feasting on roti jala &amp;amp; kuzi ayam for 2nd day of raya too..nyum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5056907224617571445?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5056907224617571445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5056907224617571445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5056907224617571445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5056907224617571445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-is-beginning.html' title='THE END IS THE BEGINNING'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8812974259431246984</id><published>2007-10-09T21:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T22:01:16.300+10:00</updated><title type='text'>NO PRIZE FOR GUESSING</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*shriek*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tiddAAAKKKKK!! ARRRRGHHH!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*shriek*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must've turned my housemates deaf a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.Just.Could.Not.Believe.It!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;huwaaaa....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8812974259431246984?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8812974259431246984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8812974259431246984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8812974259431246984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8812974259431246984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/only-4-days-away.html' title='NO PRIZE FOR GUESSING'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-9178031891690782963</id><published>2007-10-07T09:27:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T07:31:19.678+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE IS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RwqhOxcOBYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5s-qOffyH3M/s1600-h/KL+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119081201621927298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RwqhOxcOBYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5s-qOffyH3M/s400/KL+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RwgZjxcOBUI/AAAAAAAAAUE/IJCKQIBR5uc/s1600-h/KL+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-9178031891690782963?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/9178031891690782963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=9178031891690782963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/9178031891690782963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/9178031891690782963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-is.html' title='LOVE IS....'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RwqhOxcOBYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/5s-qOffyH3M/s72-c/KL+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-3450135575693794332</id><published>2007-10-05T04:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T04:29:23.474+10:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPRISE SUPRISE...</title><content type='html'>I suprised myself more than ever lately. For all sorts of reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the instinct turned out to be true just now, i felt a tinge of dissapointment and betrayal but that was it. being used, more like. ahh well, it happened full stop. other experiences have been worse lately so why bother for this one? just that, be careful next time. people can appear all the same so it takes...i don't know really, what could be the best way to avoid it from happening (again)? just let it go away or wait for it to die slowly and never offer trust like a free gift. It bites sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute i set my mind to achieve the goal, i actually look forward to see whether i can make it or not. At first, it does look a bit impossible but i chose to take it as a challenge and alhamdulillah, i see the end coming. it is NOT for nothing and i am indeed pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come and go. People smirked and made fun. People compared and down-graded. whatever it is, to be able to hold to self is the ultimate way cos &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, they are none other than different shades in the picture. they neither determine your sense of happiness nor perfect. They're entitled to do whatever they wish or say whatever they want to. It's not gonna bother me at all anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-3450135575693794332?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/3450135575693794332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=3450135575693794332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3450135575693794332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/3450135575693794332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/suprise-suprise.html' title='SUPRISE SUPRISE...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-175436752045115679</id><published>2007-10-03T21:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:49:06.608+10:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU MUST THINK I'M CRAZY</title><content type='html'>hahaha, i'm perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i'm doing aged care rotation in KCR, it's been mundane days without nothing much to look forward as patients are mostly stable and only undergoing rehabilitation. but i'm okay, at least i have Miss ZA to keep me companied in the ward, yawning away. hehe, half-day of site visits give us good &lt;s&gt;fun&lt;/s&gt;break too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan's been good as well, solitude is the perfect noun for it. Now that i have &lt;a href="http://herbalifestation.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HL Banana Mocha Shakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, i kinda enjoy 4am sahur;) Not that i didnt miss going to Pasar Ramadhan with my brother-SIL and kids or my mum's cooking but i guess Melb experience is fine with me either. ah well, life gotta be like that i suppose. and for the address, i dont mean it &lt;em&gt;seriously lah.&lt;/em&gt; it doesnt bother me if i dont get any, but i've received my first one actually..haha, GOD bless the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? We've got some plan for our graduation road trip. My housemates and i are planning to do our shopping raya this weekend. We've got another plan for raya celebration next week. yeah, it's all about planning isnt it? Plan is good.Making it happen is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; actually write here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-175436752045115679?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/175436752045115679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=175436752045115679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/175436752045115679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/175436752045115679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-must-think-im-crazy.html' title='YOU MUST THINK I&apos;M CRAZY'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4722982363184540165</id><published>2007-10-02T16:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T19:51:05.817+10:00</updated><title type='text'>[PAUSE]</title><content type='html'>here, i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying my best to write. a failed attempt i must say. i kept on deterring away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will try again later, i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, help yourself somewhere else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4722982363184540165?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4722982363184540165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4722982363184540165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4722982363184540165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4722982363184540165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/10/pause.html' title='[PAUSE]'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8308062805496335423</id><published>2007-09-28T12:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T14:10:52.419+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Terus tegar [EDITED]</title><content type='html'>i'm back to my beloved place. all is good. whatever hassle and misfortunate event that took place since last night, i'll just keep it to myself. &lt;em&gt;refer tajuk cukuplah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyyyyway, go and grab urself a &lt;s&gt;musical&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;kad raya yang lawa-lawa&lt;/em&gt;; &lt;s&gt;latest album anuar zain pun best gak&lt;/s&gt; and post it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/42 Evelyn St&lt;br /&gt;Clayton 3168&lt;br /&gt;VICTORIA Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'When you're feeling down, did you know that you can change it in an instant? Put on a beautiful piece of music,or start singing-that'll change your emotion. Or think of something beautiful. Think of a baby or somebody that you truly love, and dwell on it. Really keep that thought in your mind. &lt;strong&gt;Block everything out but that thought.&lt;/strong&gt; I guarantee you'll start to feel good'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;~The Secret~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv29UxcOBRI/AAAAAAAAATk/8e-nUG1MlUg/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115452916329481490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv29UxcOBRI/AAAAAAAAATk/8e-nUG1MlUg/s400/DSC01087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv282hcOBQI/AAAAAAAAATc/rZqzJZevMLw/s1600-h/DSC06196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115452396638438658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv282hcOBQI/AAAAAAAAATc/rZqzJZevMLw/s400/DSC06196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv28gBcOBPI/AAAAAAAAATU/CftnqSjj-hA/s1600-h/DSC06081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115452010091382002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv28gBcOBPI/AAAAAAAAATU/CftnqSjj-hA/s400/DSC06081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv272xcOBOI/AAAAAAAAATM/TQnzKmboW_E/s1600-h/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115451301421778146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv272xcOBOI/AAAAAAAAATM/TQnzKmboW_E/s400/DSC01147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv27KRcOBNI/AAAAAAAAATE/rzDblXkGjPg/s1600-h/DSC01148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115450536917599442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv27KRcOBNI/AAAAAAAAATE/rzDblXkGjPg/s400/DSC01148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv26gRcOBMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6SxhXNYqirU/s1600-h/DSC06268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115449815363093698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv26gRcOBMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/6SxhXNYqirU/s400/DSC06268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv25dRcOBLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/74zdas-K3LA/s1600-h/DSC06252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115448664311858354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv25dRcOBLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/74zdas-K3LA/s400/DSC06252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv249xcOBKI/AAAAAAAAASs/s5qBAYWT_UY/s1600-h/DSC06271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115448123145979042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv249xcOBKI/AAAAAAAAASs/s5qBAYWT_UY/s400/DSC06271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-jumpa orang. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-makan ikan bakar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-makan chinese food (aaaa nakkkk!!) &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-Eyes on Malaysia &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jalan-jalan tengok fashion ape kat malaysia. kalau rajin, boleh beli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-nak tengok teater!! nak tengok teater!! &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-psstt, sightseeing kat putrajaya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best event was actually the &lt;strong&gt;karaoke session.&lt;/strong&gt; I wanna put forward a plan to celebrate my birthday there for this year. cheers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8308062805496335423?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8308062805496335423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8308062805496335423&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8308062805496335423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8308062805496335423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/09/terus-tegar.html' title='Terus tegar [EDITED]'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rv29UxcOBRI/AAAAAAAAATk/8e-nUG1MlUg/s72-c/DSC01087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-1144970567749947742</id><published>2007-09-25T10:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T10:37:47.759+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Whadda !?</title><content type='html'>Apology for keeping this space dusty as i am pretty occupied in &lt;a href="http://herbalifestation.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to date (3 days away from flight back to Melb), i've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;1.Nasi kerabu-beli dekat pasar malam&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;2.Laksa-ma masak boleh, beli dekat pasar boleh, makan kat Laksa Shack pun boleh&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;3.Tembikai- WAJIB. nanti nak try buat watermelon shakes jugak.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;4.Cendol-ikut hati nak makan yang dekat penang, last time 2003 kot. tak dpt situ, memana yg sedap pun ok.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Sambal ikan keli-ma masak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;6.Asam pedas ikan patin-ma masak&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Manggis-WAJIB dan WAJIB&lt;br /&gt;8.Nasi lemak-ma masak&lt;br /&gt;9.Mee goreng mamak-of course mamak yang kena masak&lt;br /&gt;10.Yong taufu-pasar malam&lt;br /&gt;11.Chicken chop-ajak abg ngah pegi mkn kat uptown mcm last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;12.KFC-abg yu belikan or pegi cari sendiri&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Satay-abg yu belikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;14.Gulai tempoyak-ma masak&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Pasembor-berangan pegi penang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sad i didnt get to feast on &lt;em&gt;manggis&lt;/em&gt; =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-1144970567749947742?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/1144970567749947742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=1144970567749947742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1144970567749947742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/1144970567749947742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/09/whadda.html' title='Whadda !?'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-4928621556370239766</id><published>2007-09-16T23:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:25:32.494+10:00</updated><title type='text'>R.O.T.F.L</title><content type='html'>I never knew i could actually slap someone literally, through an sms. ahhh, it felt soo goood. smell of victory;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, i wont spill it out here. it's not gonna be fun anymore if i chose that way. but i could see a few of u smirking and laughing knowingly. thanks girls, for sharing the 'joy' of showing an idiot what's like to mess around. innocent my feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;drama swasta ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-4928621556370239766?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/4928621556370239766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=4928621556370239766&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4928621556370239766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/4928621556370239766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/09/rotfl.html' title='R.O.T.F.L'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5287310244698803672</id><published>2007-09-12T23:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T22:45:02.868+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Since then...</title><content type='html'>I stop thinking about the problem because i know there will be way to go through it. i believe Allah will either give me &lt;em&gt;solution&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;strength&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop thinking about how and when, i just &lt;em&gt;let it&lt;/em&gt; happen. if it doesn't, i dont wince either. too much of emotional excess baggage for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop caring for just anyone, but only those who gives &lt;em&gt;meaning&lt;/em&gt; in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop giving thoughts about &lt;em&gt;other's&lt;/em&gt; issues, unless those who have done the same for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stop feeling guilty for what the heart say, instead i simply accept and &lt;em&gt;expect&lt;/em&gt; happyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smile at the fleeting thought of the one who missed out , and say &lt;em&gt;'YOUR LOSS!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get rid of &lt;em&gt;'what if'&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;'if only'&lt;/em&gt; in my lines and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for those who write and say that their life is full of misfortune, it's almost like they &lt;em&gt;welcome&lt;/em&gt; the sadness and misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the &lt;em&gt;status&lt;/em&gt; is indifferent than any other. who knows, it's the &lt;s&gt;only chance to flirt &lt;/s&gt;gift to explore the strength in self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got closer to the Creator because i simply need to &lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt; and i let HIM make happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Farina, may Allah bless you for the book;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5287310244698803672?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5287310244698803672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5287310244698803672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5287310244698803672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5287310244698803672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/09/since-then.html' title='Since then...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8949178229688248400</id><published>2007-09-12T22:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T22:26:49.249+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back!</title><content type='html'>Salam Ramadhan to all. Have a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meaningful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; one, insya Allah ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8949178229688248400?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8949178229688248400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8949178229688248400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8949178229688248400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8949178229688248400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/09/welcome-back.html' title='Welcome back!'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-8306754443098496463</id><published>2007-09-06T12:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T21:53:48.937+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Crossroad.</title><content type='html'>After a small talk with &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;, i felt relieved. guiltily. it's like an invisible load was taken off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear, i feel bad at the same time. hopefully it's not gonna hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont question &lt;em&gt;'What if?'&lt;/em&gt; either&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; It's not fair for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rasa hati, tak boleh dipaksa kan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-8306754443098496463?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/8306754443098496463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=8306754443098496463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8306754443098496463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/8306754443098496463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/09/crossroad.html' title='Crossroad.'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-9120145651472527293</id><published>2007-08-29T23:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T23:38:50.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>So far...</title><content type='html'>Had really ggrreatttt time with the girls- tudung hunting, musical theater Putra, eating out and goosshiippinngg ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three kiddos in the house-Abg Syahman, Adik Umar &amp; Baby Ibrahim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ada budak merajuk semalam...hehe..rasa rasa budak nih taktau kita tgh keje..'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngaaaa*innocent face* :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-9120145651472527293?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/9120145651472527293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=9120145651472527293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/9120145651472527293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/9120145651472527293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-far.html' title='So far...'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5924948926845262833</id><published>2007-08-27T20:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T20:25:21.231+10:00</updated><title type='text'>When kids go wild...lalalalala!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKmb4Q0dvI/AAAAAAAAASE/N8v9dDMbLw8/s1600-h/P8210203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103324325653804786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKmb4Q0dvI/AAAAAAAAASE/N8v9dDMbLw8/s400/P8210203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKl84Q0duI/AAAAAAAAAR8/T5O0q2G89u4/s1600-h/P8210337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103323793077860066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKl84Q0duI/AAAAAAAAAR8/T5O0q2G89u4/s400/P8210337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKlkYQ0dtI/AAAAAAAAAR0/JcPgUvzEUyc/s1600-h/P8210363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103323372171065042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKlkYQ0dtI/AAAAAAAAAR0/JcPgUvzEUyc/s400/P8210363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKk74Q0dsI/AAAAAAAAARs/nbumHRQuxG4/s1600-h/P8210361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103322676386363074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKk74Q0dsI/AAAAAAAAARs/nbumHRQuxG4/s400/P8210361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKkc4Q0drI/AAAAAAAAARk/2CHn0FImtbE/s1600-h/P8210367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103322143810418354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKkc4Q0drI/AAAAAAAAARk/2CHn0FImtbE/s400/P8210367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKkAoQ0dqI/AAAAAAAAARc/KULtrzSbeg4/s1600-h/P8210463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103321658479113890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKkAoQ0dqI/AAAAAAAAARc/KULtrzSbeg4/s400/P8210463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKjoYQ0dpI/AAAAAAAAARU/9I7P1SIoKPI/s1600-h/P8210466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103321241867286162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKjoYQ0dpI/AAAAAAAAARU/9I7P1SIoKPI/s400/P8210466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKjNoQ0doI/AAAAAAAAARM/9J6y5VpaNBA/s1600-h/P8210472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103320782305785474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKjNoQ0doI/AAAAAAAAARM/9J6y5VpaNBA/s400/P8210472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5924948926845262833?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5924948926845262833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5924948926845262833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5924948926845262833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5924948926845262833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-kids-go-wildlalalalala.html' title='When kids go wild...lalalalala!!'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RtKmb4Q0dvI/AAAAAAAAASE/N8v9dDMbLw8/s72-c/P8210203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6473103.post-5302653037296302514</id><published>2007-08-22T08:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T11:04:50.920+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ehem, a little bit busy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RsuLZYQ0dnI/AAAAAAAAARE/7CzmS6nFs2Y/s1600-h/DSC07372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101324271053207154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RsuLZYQ0dnI/AAAAAAAAARE/7CzmS6nFs2Y/s400/DSC07372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Enjoying the beautiful sight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RsuIEIQ0dmI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/aQeWHVFWZgc/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/Rstj_oQ0diI/AAAAAAAAAQc/2o-Q_9SvMOw/s1600-h/IMG_0779.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RstkX4Q0djI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CsQFKwiXSkk/s1600-h/DSC05671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101281364329920050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RstkX4Q0djI/AAAAAAAAAQk/CsQFKwiXSkk/s400/DSC05671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Capturing the moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RstknYQ0dkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/cefeoiSiOKE/s1600-h/DSC07493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101281630617892418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RstknYQ0dkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/cefeoiSiOKE/s400/DSC07493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RsuFq4Q0dlI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/j8LfVJHbfy4/s1600-h/IMG_1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101317974631151186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RsuFq4Q0dlI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/j8LfVJHbfy4/s400/IMG_1092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and posing around ;)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6473103-5302653037296302514?l=kacangbotol.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/feeds/5302653037296302514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6473103&amp;postID=5302653037296302514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5302653037296302514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6473103/posts/default/5302653037296302514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kacangbotol.blogspot.com/2007/08/ehem-little-bit-busy.html' title='Ehem, a little bit busy..'/><author><name>missy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7Jlfe4NYJzQ/RsuLZYQ0dnI/AAAAAAAAARE/7CzmS6nFs2Y/s72-c/DSC07372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
