<?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-7877859754593544023</id><updated>2011-08-04T14:00:31.794+08:00</updated><category term='tag'/><title type='text'>Belief</title><subtitle type='html'>=&amp;gt;&amp;gt; If you cannot put your heart in it, take yourself out of it. &amp;lt;&amp;lt;=</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>138</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-5744234971798892146</id><published>2011-05-19T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T00:00:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorinji Kempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have literally not posted in ages. So much has gone on in my life that I haven't posted about and probably never will post about. Yang paling penting kan ku blogkan is pasal tajuk di atas, Shorinji Kempo. Some of you may recognise that name, or have seen it on my Facebook page.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shorinji Kempo is a form of martial arts. Yang ku paham lah a, Kempo ani ibu kepada segala jenis martial arts. Eseh.. Tae Kwon Do, Karate and a bunch of others actually came from Shorinji Kempo. The name comes from Japan, but the original form is actually from China. Have you guessed its proper name? Shaolin Kungfu. I'm sure most of you will recognise that, at least.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mengapa aku cakap pasal Shorinji Kempo? Basically because it's pretty much taken over my life for the moment. Indonesia has only recently started spreading it to other asean countries such as Brunei. and it's only recently been incorporated as one of the sports to be played in the sea games. I'm lucky enough to be one of the first batch of kenshis in Brunei. Kenshi refers to a person who is studying Shorinji Kempo. So I'm a kenshi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Because we are so determined to join the sea games this November, our sensei from Indonesia is really pushing us to learn as much as we can as fast as we can. This means training sessions almost every night. Ngalih banar plang tapi inda jua rugilah.. If not for the sea games, at least we can stay healthy in a most interesting way. and at least we know what to do when someone grabs your hand uninvited.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;at the moment, there are only a few girls including myself. Kami kan tambah lagi urang tapi inda sanang eh mencari... I had no idea how much convincing is needed on girls. I guess we just think too much on everything. There are too many pros and cons in joining Kempo this year and they have to be weighed carefully. Time, money, energy, etc.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;anyway, that's all from me this time. Bye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-5744234971798892146?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/5744234971798892146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=5744234971798892146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5744234971798892146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5744234971798892146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2011/05/shorinji-kempo.html' title='Shorinji Kempo'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-1239916259992143405</id><published>2010-09-03T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T07:12:35.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2010 Movie Reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;Only for the movies that I've actually watched xP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Warning: Movie spoilers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Spy Next Door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Former CIA spy Bob Ho takes on his toughest assignment to date: looking after his girlfriend's three kids, who haven't exactly warmed to their mom's beau."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I always loved this genre. You know, mixing spying with the average everyday thing. And I love Jackie Chan. So put the two together, and the movie isn't so bad.. The gadgets are one of the best features of a good spy movie and the gadgets here are pretty cool. Then again, I'm easily impressed so don't take it from me. The general outline of the movie is actually pretty cliched. Like, the spy pretending to be boring and geeky, like Arnold Schwartzenegger did in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;True Lies (1994)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. And then, the whole mom's boyfriend taking care of the kids while mom is away, kinda like Ice Cube in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Are We There Yet? (2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. But still, it's Jackie Chan and he obviously interpreted and played his role quite differently and I enjoyed his performance very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Percy Jackson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"A teenager discovers he's the descendant of a Greek god and sets out on an adventure to settle an on-going battle between the gods."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, I'd probably be a bit biased here because I kind of fell in love with Logan Lerman. Lol. He has one of the sexiest smiles on a teen actor that I've seen so far. Of course, his acting is not bad either. He really makes it all realistic. Like, I would imagine if I were in his shoes, I'd probably react the same way, for example, to the pen scene. You know, where Pierce Brosnan/Mr. Brunner tells him to use the pen when he needs it. The realistic approach adds a bit of humour, I think, because people can relate to his reactions. Alexandra Daddario was also not bad. I loved her character, wanting to prove herself to her mom and whatnot. And Steve Coogan and Rosario Dawson were hilarious characters. The fact that Jake Abel, a.k.a. Luke, was the bad guy was totally unexpected from my point of view but I'm kinda slow at putting things together so maybe it's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"19-year-old Alice returns to the magical world from her childhood adventure, where she reunites with her old friends and learns of her true destiny: to end the Red Queen's reign of terror."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I thought the Red Queen was hilarious. I memorized half her lines by the end of the movie. Of course, I've forgotten them all now. Still, I usually only remember a character's lines when I really enjoyed watching them so yeah.. I'm totally not into Anne Hathaway's character though. I was like, "Dude, get off the screen." I'm not anti-Anne Hathaway. Just the opposite. I actually like watching her act. This time, though, her character was just, ugh.. Loved the twins, Tweedledee and Tweedledum. I remembered quite a few of their lines as well. As to the plot itself, it wasn't bad, I suppose. But I don't know. Something about the ending doesn't really click for me. The whole Alice fighting the Jabberwocky and stuff. And Alice ending up planning a trip to China for business. I don't know~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;How To Train Your Dragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"A hapless young Viking who aspires to hunt dragons becomes the unlikely friend of a young dragon himself, and learns there may be more to the creatures than he assumed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I like this movie. There aren't a lot of Viking movies, at least not that I've heard of. So this is quite a novelty. Plus, the fact that it's an animated film goes a long way with me. I love cartoons, especially with animals in them ~_~ I think it's a great concept, the idea of training your own pet which happens to be a really dangerous creature. I'm sure a lot of kids have at least thought about it, if not fantasize about it. I'm guilty as charged. I also love America Ferrera's character, Astrid. She's kinda like Alexandra's character, Annabeth, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Percy Jackson (2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;. The whole "just-because-I'm-a-girl-doesn't-mean-I-have-to-stay-home-and-cook" attitude. They're both tough, tougher than the main characters at any rate and I always enjoy watching a little girl power at the movies. I love movies that make me cry, or almost cry. This movie made me almost cry, when we all thought Hiccup died and his dad finally realised his error in judgment. That was so sad. And duh, obviously it's okay to cry during an animated movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Back-up Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"A romantic comedy centered on a woman who conceives twins through artificial insemination, only to meet the man of her dreams on the very same day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Although I usually hate stereotypes, watching them in a movie never gets old. After all, it's all in good humour. I can't really comment too much on the movie. It's gotten a lot of bad reviews, mainly because it's so stereotypical and patronising on women. I think I focused mostly on the dialogue when I watched the movie. That's how I was able to enjoy it better. The ending was stupid though. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Karate Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;"Work causes a single mother to move to China with her young son; in his new home, the boy embraces kung fu, taught to him by a master."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Another Jackie Chan movie. I actually blogged about this movie before about how in love I am with Zhenwei Wang. Lol. Personally, to me, the movie was just another karate kid movie, the characters portrayed differently by different actors. The main difference here is that the rival is really cute, albeit too young for me ^_^ Anyway, plot-wise, it's not bad. Not really into Taraji P. Henson's character. Could be better, I think. I loved the training scenes, especially when Jaden Smith had his hands attached to the two sticks held by Jackie and Jackie held him just above the water. Apa nya urang, rugged.. The final fight was awesome, too. I couldn't help but find that Zhenwei was completely adorable when he showed surprise at Rongguang Yu's order to hurt Jaden on his broken leg. He WAS good inside, after all. However, I think my favorite scene is when the bad boys encounter Jackie's character for the first time. Jackie Chan is just awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The A-Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-language: EN-SG;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A group of Iraq War veterans looks to clear their name with the U.S. military, who suspect the four men of committing a crime for which they were framed."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I gotta say, this is one of the best movies of 2010. I absolutely enjoyed it and I have not heard one person complain about it. The action was great, the comedy was funny, and Bradley Cooper and Sharlto Copley are not bad-looking =P Plus, I absolutely loved both their characters. They're my favorites not because of what they look like but because they're really funny. I loved Sharlto's first appearance and the first time we see him fly a helicopter. That was hilarious. Their group leader, Liam Neeson, too, is quite an awesome character, with his cool craziness and whatnot. Jessica Biel wasn't bad either but she's not exactly on my top ten favorite things about the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Toy Story 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The toys are mistakenly delivered to a day-care center instead of the attic right before Andy leaves for college, and it's up to Woody to convince the other toys that they weren't abandoned and to return home."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Another great 2010 animated movie, although this far surpasses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;How To Train Your Dragon (2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt; in terms of quality, I'm sorry to say. This was just awesome! I nearly cried twice, which is twice the times I nearly cried for the aforementioned Dragon movie. Lol. Sorry, the title's too long and I'm too lazy to type the whole thing. Anyway, Buzz Lightyear's character was hilarious this year, what with the Spanish mechanism on and everything. It was also quite funny to see the Ken &amp;amp; Barbie romance playing out. Cute. I loved the scene where Woody convinces Big Baby that Lotso was evil. That was so heart-wrenching. Poor Big Baby! I hate the ending, though. Why did Andy give Woody away too??? I also hate the fact that Bo Peep's gone prior to the movie. I'd love to watch Woody and Bo Peep together again. They're so adorable, for a couple of toys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Knight and Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;June Havens finds her everyday life tangled with that of a secret agent who has realized he isn't supposed to survive his latest mission."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;This movie was so funny! I'm surprised at the lack of reaction in the cinema. I swear, when I was watching this, it was mostly me, my cousin and my friend laughing throughout the movie -___-' Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz work pretty well together, in my opinion. Their interaction was just too cute in the movie. I don't know if it was the directing, the writing or the acting itself that just made the movie work so well. Regardless of what most people have said to me about it, I myself am quite satisfied with the result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Twilight 3: Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As a string of mysterious killings grips Seattle, Bella, whose high school graduation is fast approaching, is forced to choose between her love for vampire Edward and her friendship with werewolf Jacob."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I'm not saying this because I totally prefer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt; (which I do), but this is my honest opinion. The movie kinda sucked. I nearly fell asleep watching it XD I mean, there were a few amusing dialogues but that's it. Even the action was kind of slow to me. I don't think they made the right choice in showing some of the action moves in slow motion. It kinda ruined it for me. I haven't been a big fan of Robert Pattinson, especially since the second Twilight movie. This third installment has not helped to improve that, sorry to say. The wolves were cool though. Mostly what amused me was the fact that Taylor Lautner's character kept taking full advantage of anything he could do to annoy Edward. I'm not really into Julia Jones's character though. I kinda imagined Leah totally differently based on the book. And yes, I did read the Twilight books prior to watching the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Last Airbender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The story follows the adventures of Aang, a young successor to a long line of Avatars, who must put his childhood ways aside and stop the Fire Nation from enslaving the Water, Earth and Air nations."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Well, it wasn't too bad, I suppose. I like Nicola Peltz a.k.a. Katara. I want her to end up with Prince Zuko (Dev Patel). Lol. Yes, I do enjoy a bit of romance in every movie. I wasn't so impressed with the beginning of the movie. It didn't really capture my attention. It looked more like a documentary in Antarctica to me. I actually thought it was another advert before the movie really began. Sorry. I loved Dev's character, though. The whole evil prince with a twist thing. I really hadn't expected him to be the one to rescue Noah Ringer's character, Aang. I don't know if that was part of the cartoon series, though. I never watched it. Anyway, not totally into Noah Ringer himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Despicable Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When a criminal mastermind uses a trio of orphan girls as pawns for a grand scheme, he finds himself profoundly changed by the growing love between them."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Aww.. This movie was really cute. It's hilarious that Gru is so bent on capturing the moon ^___^' I guess it shows that even the bad guys have dreams of their own. My favorite character is probably Agnes, especially with her unicorn song. It's no wonder Gru fell in love with the three of them. Anyone would, I'm sure. I love the concept of the movie because although Gru initially only wanted to use the girls, the idea of adoption itself is a very sweet thing. I think that's what makes me love the movie so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The Sorcerer's Apprentice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Master sorcerer Balthazar Blake recruits a seemingly everyday guy in his mission to defend New York City from his arch-nemesis, Maxim Horvath."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I was really looking forward to watching this movie prior to actually watching it. It's not as great as I expected but still not bad. I always enjoy watching Nicholas Cage act. And I actually enjoyed Teresa Palmer's character here :D I loved that they put in the mop scene from Mickey Mouse in here. That made the movie totally classic. My second favorite scene would be when Jay Baruchel shows off his invention using the electric currents thingy that plays music. I forgot what it was. But it was totally cool. I mean, if a guy tried to impress using that, I'd be totally, totally impressed. I also love Omar Benson Miller's character. He's funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A CIA agent goes on the run after a defector accuses her of being a Russian spy."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I'm not really into this movie. The action's great but I don't know. It's not a totally awesome movie for me. I did love the twist at the end where it turns out Liev Shreiber's character is also a traitor, though. Lol. That was unexpected. The assassination was also really cool. Of course Evelyn Salt pulled it off. She's Angelina Jolie after all. And the fact that she didn't kill her boss was a nice trick. I really thought she was innocent at first. Smart move there. Basically, that's it for me. I've never really enjoyed Jolie movies except for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Smith (2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Last but not least;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tekken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;About a young man who is driven to vengeance when his mother is executed."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Can I just spazz for a second here? Just a second. &amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;EEEEEE!!! JIN!! SO CUTE! I'M IN LOVE! YOU IS AWESOMENESS COME TO LIFE! I LOVE YOU!!! &amp;nbsp;&amp;gt;_&amp;lt;'&lt;/u&gt; Okay. Thanks. But seriously though, Jon Foo is SO cute here. I guess most people didn't enjoy the movie much, or didn't think it did Tekken any justice, but in my opinion, Jon made up for everything missing in it. It's my favorite movie of the year. Sorry for the bias. I guess I never really let go of my fangirl instincts. Now I hate Kelly Overton. Sorry. Anyway, I loved all the fight scenes. Rugged yo... Obviously they wouldn't have any powers here. They were probably trying to make it more realistic. It worked, I think. Lol. Sorry. I'm still being biased. I love Nina and Anna Williams here. I always loved playing Nina. Although I don't care much for the fact that she tried to assassinate Jin.. --'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Okay, I don't think I can write a more neutral review on this and I don't think you'd appreciate me fangirling too much. So that's me being done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-1239916259992143405?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/1239916259992143405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=1239916259992143405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1239916259992143405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1239916259992143405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-2010-movie-reviews.html' title='My 2010 Movie Reviews'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-5081206682099233246</id><published>2010-08-27T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T00:01:41.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;So, I'm sure most of you know I am now back in school...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll tell you one thing. I'm really very happy and grateful that I got accepted into UBD but it's no fun and games.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;After months of inactivity, tarus-tarus macam-macam kan ku buat.. It's kinda scary when you think about it..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So far, I've already done two presentations and I've got a report due Monday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The first presentation was for MIB and I did it in a group.. Siuk plang.. I was really nervous since I hadn't presented in a long while and never in Malay. On the morning of the presentation, during sahur, I nearly cried because I could barely talk! The previous day, I'd coughed a lot and it must've done some damage to my voicebox or something. Takut brabis ku sudah.. How was I supposed to present like that?? Then I arrived late cause I was accompanying Irah to look for the place for her one-day orientation into the UniBridge program. I had to run all the way to my building in my baju kurung. Nasib jua durang alum stat.. The teacher had just finished settling down, I think. By the time I got there, I was so breathless. And I could tell the others were nervous about me being late. Masa aku masuk, nampak wa durang semua sigh with relief... Lol. And somehow, my voice was loud and clear somewhat, even though when we practised the day before, my voice wasn't always clear and stuff... Thank you, Allah.. :-D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;For my second presentation, I wasn't ready at all! Malam kan presentation atu, baru ku stat membuat hohoho~ Partly cause I was lazy, partly cause after my MIB presentation, I got kinda sick and couldn't concentrate on doing it. Luckily, we didn't need to use slides. So basically, my presentation was on a piece of paper, written with a pencil. Nasib jua kebanyakan contoh-contoh ku atu aku ingat.. I'd stayed up the night before to do it.. I only slept every half hour lol... I didn't write a conclusion but I was lucky to get that far anyway so, you know~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ani laporan lagi untuk presentation MIB.. It's due on Monday but my group are meeting tomorrow to compile them and make sure our information don't overlap with each other and stuff... I haven't started lol. I'm planning to do it in the morning at school and pray I finish by the time everyone else arrives.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku alum ikut apa-apa CCA. My adoptive brother keep trying to get me to join the music club.. I don't know though.. I really wanted to join the dance club as well but it's consists of both traditional and modern dance. Aku ani kan modern dance, jantah dulu... Shau suggested I join the Volunteer and Charity Club but I wasn't sure where their room was. I'll try asking again later... Poopoo also suggested I start a Writers' Club.. Mau plang ku hehehe but we'll see. It would be fun though..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess that's all for now. Malas ku kan becakap pasal laki2nya ahhahaha kays, see ya!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-5081206682099233246?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/5081206682099233246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=5081206682099233246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5081206682099233246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5081206682099233246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-to-school-post.html' title='Back To School Post'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-5325960037539397390</id><published>2010-07-16T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T23:55:43.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I've been hearing a lot of stories about people not being over their exes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Even more than one friend of mine is having trouble with this. *sigh* Bukan plang aku malas kan mendangar masalahnya ah.. It's just that I don't see why the problems have to exist in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;First of all, if you got dumped, you have to try and understand their reasons for dumping you... Durang kan bebas lah.. They don't have feelings for you anymore. They found another guy/girl (stupid reason).. Etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then, lapas paham banar2 udah kenapa durang putuskan atu, the next step is to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;GET OVER IT&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here's a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- Don't keep contacting them. Apatah lagi mun durang inda melayan.. It just means that they &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt; wanna be just friends. They just wanna forget you and move on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In the case of you being the dumper, kalau kamu atu kira kan putus skajap kah saja, then make it &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt; clear that that's your plan.. Make it clear that you just need time for studies or whatever it is you're leaving them for... And if &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;THEY&lt;/span&gt; don't understand, well, they should've read the first part of this blog post.. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-5325960037539397390?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/5325960037539397390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=5325960037539397390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5325960037539397390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5325960037539397390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/07/exes.html' title='Exes?'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-6909978451869188718</id><published>2010-07-06T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T14:26:34.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship: Halal or Haram?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! XDD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorry lol... Had to start my post with that..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I always check my blog before I put up any new posts and I immediately saw Zhenwei's picture, he's so cute so I had to laugh hahaha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway, I feel guilty for including that due to the nature of what I'm actually planning to write on.. Lol.. Sorry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm.. I don't know why but for some reason lately I keep bumping into these articles about whether having a relationship prior to marriage was halal or haram so I decided to write about it now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, most of the articles that I found say that having a relationship is haram because of what it can lead to... I totally get that.. Some people say, "Inda papa tu... Nada kami buat apa2 kali ah.." But you never know, right..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The thing is that we don't realize the sin we can commit just using our eyes, our tongue, and our intentions. One of the articles that I read said that it's okay to have a relationship if you can blind your eyes, blind your tongue, and blind your intentions from any kind of maksiat.. But that's kind of hard to do, don't you think?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I mean, what would that even mean exactly? Blind your eyes from looking at his appearance, because you're either mesmerized by his good looks or you're judging him based on appearance. But how can you avoid that?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blind your tongue. I'm not even sure what that means. What is it that we say to our 'significant other' that we shouldn't be saying at all? I'm not even sure.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As for blinding our intentions, well, I suppose that's clear enough.. What is our intention in having a relationship with the other person? Isn't the main point of marriage is to either avoid doing any sins by doing it only with your husband/wife or to have 'eyelight' (cahaya mata XD)?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For the first reason, to avoid performing acts of sin, um, I suppose you don't have to be choosy for that.. Lol. I mean, entah.. Hahaha I'm not entirely sure what that actually means. I mean, entah.. Err.. I'm terrible at explaining myself =.="&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As for the second reason, you need to make sure that you're choosing the right person to have children with, the right person who you believe will be a good father/mother to your children. But how would you even know that? You would need to make sure that you will have a good relationship with the other person in order to ensure a healthy childhood for your children..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Actually, you know what? I just solved my own problem, lol!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My point in this post was to ask how a person would know that another person would be a good partner in marriage without having a relationship prior to that..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My answer to my own question would be that being friends would be enough to know. After all, as friends, you're less likely to try to impress the other with attributes that you don't even have.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think that you'd be more honest with a friend than with a boyfriend, you can trust a friend more because they wouldn't have much reason to betray you as long as you treat them right.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Having a boyfriend doesn't ensure happiness, after all. You're always worried about him going off with some other girl...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;With a friend, you have no such worries because you don't put restraints on the other.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wow, why didn't I think of this before? Lol! I don't even know if I'm putting my point across clearly enough for anyone else to understand..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The main point is that I understand myself wahaha~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-6909978451869188718?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/6909978451869188718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=6909978451869188718' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6909978451869188718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6909978451869188718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/07/relationship-halal-or-haram.html' title='Relationship: Halal or Haram?'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-5134770318080090245</id><published>2010-07-04T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T00:43:47.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zhenwei Wang, Cougars and Kicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I watched &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The Karate Kid&lt;/span&gt; on Wednesday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I mentioned in my last post that I went out with my friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That is what we did.. We watched a movie. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The Karate Kid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hadn't wanted to watch it initially. I kept hearing bad reviews about it..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But it had been the birthday girl's wish so I just went along with it.. Ain't I sweet? XP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway, I so did not regret watching it.. I fell in love with Dre's (the main character) counterpart, Cheng.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/TDC4Gjq9nsI/AAAAAAAACuE/WxDHRNcvyck/s320/zupladita29.yt+2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheng, who's real name is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Zhenwei Wang&lt;/span&gt;, is so cute. And so hot doing all the kung fu stunts, the kicks and so on..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fad didn't get it though.. Either it's because she's not that into Chinese people like I am, or she's just biased cause his character was bad in the movie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He was kinda scary in the competition though.. Kinda like this fighting monster that wouldn't stop until it completely destroyed whatever it was fighting.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But Zhenwei was so hot doing it.. Lol!! I don't care what you say. I know he's like 14 or 15. And I know I'm 19... And I don't care if you call me a cougar for it..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did Jacob say in the second Twilight Saga? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"Age is just a number, baby."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;HAHA!&lt;/span&gt; And I don't know what it is about numbers that turn people off anyway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just because a guy is older than you doesn't make him more mature. And just because a guy is younger than you, it doesn't make him less experienced.. You never know, you might be surprised at the great potential you turn down because of his age.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorry for the ranting. Was just talking about this with mom this afternoon after watching the iklan for Cougar Town lol...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anywho, my point is that Zhenwei, regardless of his age and race, is totally cute and was pretty hot when he did the chopping kick. And if he was 19, I'd love him even more. ;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss doing the chopping kick. I took tae kwon do lessons when I was in Form 3 with my cousins. My kick wasn't perfect but I could definitely kick higher then compared to know. I could even almost do the split.. Instead, just last year, I sent my sensei, or senpai or whatever lol, flying during one of our karate sessions. *sigh* Miss the old days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-5134770318080090245?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/5134770318080090245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=5134770318080090245' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5134770318080090245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5134770318080090245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/07/zhenwei-wang-cougars-and-kicks.html' title='Zhenwei Wang, Cougars and Kicks'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/TDC4Gjq9nsI/AAAAAAAACuE/WxDHRNcvyck/s72-c/zupladita29.yt+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-132304914441153256</id><published>2010-06-29T12:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:54:36.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMARTER performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/TCl5rERRTHI/AAAAAAAACt8/vTqiGbKfpUA/s1600/smartersmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/TCl5rERRTHI/AAAAAAAACt8/vTqiGbKfpUA/s320/smartersmall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488051401715174514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;On the 3rd of July,&lt;b&gt; SMARTER&lt;/b&gt; is going to have a sort of camp-out for the students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They're gonna organize a lot of activities for the kids. One of these activities is a performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hand-miming. Pernah jua kamu meliat kali ah yang performance yang nampak tangan ganya atu... The hands act out whatever the story is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We're doing that. The performance is actually only for the siblings of the students. Inda cukup urang tapinya yatah aku kana suruh ikut. It's actually pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;They gave us all white gloves and we're performing under purple UV lights. We're gonna wear all black so that the audience can't see us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We're performing a song. What was the name of the song again? I forgot. Jap ah.. Google dulu :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Found it! It's &lt;b&gt;The Gift by Jimmy Osmond&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NDVJfZrlmUM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NDVJfZrlmUM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. Baik jua si Amal atu mencarikan videonya untuk kamu... HAHA macam apa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, the performance is nice. Our practice last night was actually pretty good.. Hopefully we'll do just as good without having to look at the mirror...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In addition to the practice, siuk kami bemain di centre ah.. We have to wait until everybody comes before we can start so we take advantage of people's tardiness to play around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There's this giant trampoline that is like, awesome to play on. And they have this box filled with small balls which is awesome to jump into! And ada macam ayun-ayun which is awesome to play on!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm getting way too excited. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-132304914441153256?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/132304914441153256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=132304914441153256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/132304914441153256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/132304914441153256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/06/smarter-performance.html' title='SMARTER performance'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/TCl5rERRTHI/AAAAAAAACt8/vTqiGbKfpUA/s72-c/smartersmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-3387642389951603194</id><published>2010-06-28T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:22:11.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knight &amp; Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/TCjFvmhjh4I/AAAAAAAACt0/BUTqVzdRAYs/s1600/bannerfans_6986075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/TCjFvmhjh4I/AAAAAAAACt0/BUTqVzdRAYs/s320/bannerfans_6986075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487853567536760706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So this afternoon, I went to watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Knight &amp;amp; Day&lt;/span&gt; with my two cousins and a couple of friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Actually, I've heard a lot of bad comments about it.. Ramai urang keborengan.. :[ But there were some good reviews as well so malas tia ku ingau... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liat saja sendiri... Inda ja? lol &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(for those who haven't watched the movie, please stop reading cause there are going to be spoilers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I actually &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt; the movie. It's really, really funny.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz work well together and I just love their characters.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think that, in the theatre today, only Irah, my friend and I were lmao-ing the whole time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There were just too many funny parts. Like when Cameron's character, June, got high on some truth serum.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I loved the part where Roy&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; (Tom, duh)&lt;/span&gt; was counting to three and June just panicked and got out of their cover too early and when Roy called her name and she started shooting everywhere :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loved when Roy landed on top of the car while she was driving from the backseat. And when Roy followed her everywhere to keep her safe. Oh, I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; the fact that he did everything to make sure June got home safely.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I LOVE TOM CRUISE! HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt; He's so cute man.. I don't care how old he is. He's funny and cute and awesome. I love when he drugged Cameron and held her in his arms. Wow. *drools* I love when all the bad guys thought he was dead and he was standing on the roof of Antonio What's-His-Name looking all hot XD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite, favorite part was this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(or something like this. I'm too lazy to check for the actual quote :P)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;June: Roy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Roy: Not now, June. Come on. *rushes off to hide near the entrance*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;June: Roy. *whispers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Roy: Come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;on, June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;! *beckons*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;June: Roy. You don't seem very happy to see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Roy: *pauses, then walks over to June slowly* I'm. Very happy, to see you. *kisses June*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;XD Awwwww... OMG. So sweet meh.. lol! 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I wanted lasagna! ;'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First of all, let me rant..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a hypocrite, lol. I know that..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know that I get upset when the person I'm upset with doesn't realise that I'm upset or can't tell what I'm upset about..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recently, I've been trying to change that.. But apparently, my friend has seen fit to balas arah aku... Not that he/she/it pernah merasai pulang aku sasak atu...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think I kind of hurt his/her/its feelings tapi ia cakap it's okay and told me to forget it.. Fine, I tried.. But then, he/she/it ani macam lain tia cara ya melayan aku...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I mean, we have kind of a laidback relationship. Chill saja bah.. We're not usually serious around each other lol... So ani macam entah.. He/she/it is acting like he/she/it's fine but caranya betext in a different way.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apakan aku ah.. I know. I sound like a high school girl complaining about her boyfriend XD But I don't normally have this kind of problem with my friends. =.= So yatah aku macam blank sikit HAHAHA~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay whatever... I've gotten that out of my system. Now on to the topic of discussion..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The other day I got some food from my quarter, si Fad.. She'd made oreo cake pudding and showed me the picture so I was so very the teseliur that I asked her to make some for me. Well, kind of begged plang hahah yes, aku inda tau malu... Whatever...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway, skalinya masatu aku ambil... Tapi rupanya her cousin took it and she had to give me the strawberry pudding thing instead.. Lupaku namanya. Nyaman plang. And if you guys saw my status that night, I now know how strawberry covered in chocolate tastes like. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;*is proud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT, I was supposed to deliver to Aidah jua HAHAHA tapi aher udah.. Sorry Aidah..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fad also inserted &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;"lasagna"&lt;/span&gt;nya. I was so excited to eat it.. So the next afternoon, baru ku makan.. Kira out of guilt that Aidah didn't get her pudding cause kami takut bangas if wait the next day to antar arah ia. Sorry again, my friend!! ;P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Skalinya aku makan.. It tasted lain wa. Even looked different.. So not lasagna man.. But I ate anyway. Actually aku inda kenyamanan langsung, sorry to say lol... Inda ku teabis sebenarnya.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Later on, I found out rupanya banar bukan lasagna HAHAHAHAHA dayum~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It turned out to be carbonara, which I actually told Fad the day before I didn't really like lol... Patuttah..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's not that I'm insulting Fad's cooking. It's just that I really don't like carbonara. Just like I don't like cheese but I will eat it when my sister makes her specialty cake and pudding, both of which have an abundance of cheese on them. Lol...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, note to you guys, I don't like cheese or carbonara lol... OR butter chicken or butter milk chicken or whatever yang buttery atu hahaha butter bun and butter milk bun saja aku suka :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway, thanks Fad SO MUCH for the food.. Even though I don't like carbonara and I didn't get the oreo pudding, your efforts meant a lot.. No wonder you're my quarter hehehe but you should feel lucky yang ko bukan my real sister cause otherwise, I will make you cook for me all the time hahahaha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And Aidah, sorry you didn't get the pudding hehehehe love you! XD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-3529924537399554860?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/3529924537399554860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=3529924537399554860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3529924537399554860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3529924537399554860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/06/carbonara-i-wanted-lasagna.html' title='Carbonara? I wanted lasagna! ;&apos;('/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-2051822889595039595</id><published>2010-05-29T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T12:18:17.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; "&gt;I'm really starting to enjoy writing in this blog again.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, I'm going to KL this afternoon.. The flight is at 3 and we're going to the airport at 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The reason we're going there is because we're sending my brother off to study at MMU... I'm so envious~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The funny thing is that he doesn't really wanna go... I wanna go... I guess we don't all get what we want.. Lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So we're all going except for my oldest sister, my youngest sister and my grandmother... I'm sorry, Syakirah.. For leaving you with them. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She came to my room before she went to school a few minutes ago... She had tears in her eyes. She's so gonna miss our brother... As will I... We're both really sad about losing him :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm kind of annoyed, to tell the truth, when urang bekirim barang arah aku... Cause I'm not going there for a holiday. This will a bit of an emotional trip for me because of a few reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My brother and I went out tadi on a few errands. Abang was so emo tadi lol. He's really gonna miss a lot of things. And a lot of things are gonna miss him back. (List includes people.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well, lunch is over... It's a quarter past 12.. We're leaving at 1. So I should pack up the last of my stuff and get ready. Bye. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-2051822889595039595?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/2051822889595039595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=2051822889595039595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2051822889595039595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2051822889595039595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/05/before-i-go.html' title='Before I go...'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-11738113923683734</id><published>2010-05-27T14:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:41:06.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored Out Of My Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You might say I'm not grateful for the break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You'd be wrong. I'm happy to get a break from school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But.. six months? Six whole months? Of nothing to do? Of having no obligations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;For six whole months, there has hardly been a break from the monotous existence of Krae A. Fitr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;There was, of course, the volunteer work at PE. But after a while, even there I became lifeless. The place became more of a hangout pad outside of home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I have gone out several times, but not very often.. At most, I'd go out to pick up my sister from school... I don't really consider that as going out, though. I'm not often allowed to go out.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I need a reason to go out, unless I'm out with one of my older siblings. I'm not doing &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/span&gt; here. I am bored of being in the TV room where other people have control over which channels to watch.. I'm bored of sitting around and staring at the TV and I've run out of books to read..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm left alone to wallow in the misery that often accompanies a significant period of time spent in boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Yes, people. I am miserable. I am cranky. I am super lazy. And, more than that, I. Am. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333399;"&gt;BORED&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't even have anything to blog about anymore. Look at the topic of this entry. I'm blogging about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;BEING BORED&lt;/span&gt;!! That.. is how bored I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Here's an image of what I'm doing exactly right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc9933;"&gt;Sitting in the TV room. The TV is off... There is no one about.. If anyone entered the room, they would hear only the tapping of my fingers on the keyboard and the background noise of the air-conditioner... I am now typing this blog entry with all the relish of someone who literally has nothing better to do... In another tab of this same window in which I type, is a dress up game waiting to be played.. Yes, I am currently playing a dress up game. Before that, I was playing an online tetris game. My earpiece is plugged into my ears and music is playing, currently I am listening to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Away From The Sun&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3 Doors Down&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh. My. God..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm getting desperate, aren't I?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I don't even wanna stop writing in this entry because it would mean that I would have to find something else to do other than dressing up naked dolls online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lol... That was funny. At least, to me it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'll stop now before you actually start to feel sorry for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bye. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-11738113923683734?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/11738113923683734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=11738113923683734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/11738113923683734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/11738113923683734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/05/bored-out-of-my-mind.html' title='Bored Out Of My Mind'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-7961004181651424754</id><published>2010-05-26T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:59:13.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This afternoon, a bunch of us went bowling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There were 12 of us, to be exact.. So we used two lanes, six people to each lane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With me were Abel, my bro, his girlfriend, Irah and Aziz.. My brother, Abel and Aziz made up the assets of our group..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Needless to say, Irah, Abang's girlfriend and I were the worst.. =D At the end of the first game, abang's girlfriend and I would've tied at the bottom with 38 points, but I got a free strike lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Our lane was so suck-ish meh.. At first, there were no problems. Tapi makin aher, makin memalui bah lane ah.. -.-' We kept getting free pins and stuff cause when the pins were being placed, some of them fell by themselves -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course, our group lost to my sister's, since only half of us were actually any good haha! But abang got the highest individual score of 121 points. Curse my brain and its calculating-ness cause immediately aku teclick, square root of 11. HAHA panat.. Sampat gi tu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was really fun!! We kept taunting the other group and stuff... Suruh masuk lungkang lah apa. Rugged.. hahaha apakan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Anyway, err, I guess that's all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bye! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-7961004181651424754?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/7961004181651424754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=7961004181651424754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7961004181651424754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7961004181651424754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/05/bowling.html' title='Bowling?'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-6528288307529551152</id><published>2010-05-23T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:33:41.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Life"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Life. Awesome thing, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The board game, The Game of Life, I mean.. Not life in general... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We were playing it tonight.. My two sisters, my two cousins, and me. All girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My older sister and one of my cousins decided to change their habits and went straight to work while I decided, for once, to go to school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My sister got twins and a boy, my cousin got twins and a girl, and then she decided to adopt MORE twins. Crazy~ =.=" I mean, she was ACTIVE! And when her "active-ness" didn't help her to produce more offspring, she decided to adopt!! Crrraaaazy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My little sister, as usual, played a gay couple. I played a lesbian couple. Wanna know why? Cause my crazy cousin made me gay by having so many kids -.-' Not that I hate kids. I LOVE kids. I want kids. And the fact is, I probably got jealous LOL! I ended up with no kids whatsoever, but I did somehow manage to get a granddaughter... Weird O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My sister, the older one, got a grandchild as well... She thinks my cousin's daughter screwed around with her son.. That's right.. It wasn't her son screwing around with the girl... It was the other way around.. Hahaha oh well~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh, she was an entertainer at first, and my cousin was an athlete. But then, my cousin got fired as an athlete and became a salesperson.. I think she might've broken her leg or something, that's why. Later, my sister lost her job as an entertainer, probably cause she wasn't very entertaining =P so she ended up being an athlete! How ironic is life~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We invested around a little, and when my other cousin, who wasn't playing, spun the Wheel of Life, she didn't land any of us any money and we're like, oh come on!! So she spun again, and I won!! And I got $50, 000... Awesome, right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So, wouldn't you guys like to know who is my cousin who went crazy with the kids and made me all jealous? I'll tell you later... I'm sure most of you guys know her... :P That was a really big clue already, by the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh,  we all sued each other... That was fun.. Well, I only got to sue once, and I sued my cousin with all the kids cause she had a lot of kids and she had just finished unsuccessfully suing me. Nice, right? Mwahahhaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh, I totally landed the jackpot.. I found hidden treasure or something worth $500,000!!! That was cool...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My sister was the first to retire and she, very wisely, chose to go to the safehouse, wherever that was, to keep her assets safe. My other cousin, who played but I didn't mention much about, went to live in the Mansion and add to her assets BUT she shouldn't have. My younger sister and I stole her assets cause they weren't safe. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Anyway, my younger sister and my cousin with the kids both bought a lakeside cabin.. Not sure why. They also bought a sailboat each to go with it.. Crazy, right? I'm pretty sure it was their kids fooling around with their money. So HA! You guys shouldn't have had so many kids in the first place -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Okay, I'll stop being bitter about it lol~ I mean, it's not like i didn't try, right?? I even went down the Family Path.. Nothing worked.. Oh well... I guess it just wasn't my fate this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On a brighter note, I won!! =P With $640, 000... Awesome~ And my unmentioned cousin lost with absolutely nothing, no money, no debts. Oh well, sorry cuz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh, before I forget, the cousin with all the kids? Si Irah, or Dirah as most of you know her... Wahahahaha~ I sued you cousin!! And nobody believed you when you said I was rich.. To their peril!!! Mwahahahhaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;End..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-6528288307529551152?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/6528288307529551152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=6528288307529551152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6528288307529551152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6528288307529551152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/05/life.html' title='&quot;Life&quot;'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-5174284303504357069</id><published>2010-05-02T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T20:26:57.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Rid of Boredom</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum, s'up? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just discovered &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Potter Puppet Pals&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt;. How slow of me~ Yang kan ku liat ani kana upload in 2007 haha! I miss watching &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;... When is the last one coming out again? Harry Potter is probably one of the first novels yang ku pernah baca :D *is proud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to the library tomorrow to get a cd from Fad.. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Fall&lt;/span&gt;... Awesome! hahaha kata Fad &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lee Pace&lt;/span&gt; is 15/10... Should mean something, right? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, you guys should search for &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mysterious Ticking Noise&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;YouTube&lt;/span&gt; and watch the &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Potter Puppet Pals&lt;/span&gt; version lol!! So funny :p Alang2 jua, check out their video, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Discovering Ebay&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Ironman II kemarin.. The first one was definitely better... Even though I missed the first half hour, thanks to urang atu (-.-), my bro said it wasn't worth it anyway lol katanya Ip Man gi siuk~ So I'm trying to get my future brother-in-law to lanja kami meliat wahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;I HAVE NOTHING TO BLOG ABOUT&lt;/span&gt;.. hahahahahhahaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I watched &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The Time Traveller's Wife&lt;/span&gt;. I cried at the end XP Masa baca bukunya pun ku menangis~ LOL! But it was awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting bored lately. You know what I did on Friday night? Aku salin balik textbook science adiku -.-' &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; in it.. Well, just whatever was on the cover and the copyright thingy on the first page. Baru mula bah.. hahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get a hamster... But a hamster's normal lifespan is like 2-3 years. Menangis ku karang mun ia mati -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I've been presented with two choices now lol.. To get an &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;HND in management&lt;/span&gt; and then a &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;degree in social work&lt;/span&gt; in Malaysia, atau ambil &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;degree in Psychology&lt;/span&gt; di Brunei pastu ambil &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Masters in Social Work&lt;/span&gt; nanti... Not sure yet whether that's possible but my mum says it is. I guess I don't mind.. Ganya aku mau jua merasai belajar luar negeri... Even if it's only in Malaysia :\ But I don't deny that studying in Brunei would be easier, sama lagi murah.. Hmm.. Will think more on this tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nothing else I guess. Bye :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-5174284303504357069?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/5174284303504357069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=5174284303504357069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5174284303504357069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5174284303504357069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/05/getting-rid-of-boredom.html' title='Getting Rid of Boredom'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-6050319299985104123</id><published>2010-03-23T18:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T19:08:58.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"That Ain't Cool" / Koda Kumi ft. Fergie</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys. Long time no see :P Ada kah inda jua kana baca ni... I'm just updating cause Aidah thinks my blog is dead and she wants it alive again.. Plus, I've been doing these music shuffle memes today and I really wanna post one myself hehehe... Layan saja tia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your playlist on "shuffle".&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, skip to the next song to get your answer. You must use the title of that song as your answer, no matter how silly it may sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning awal2.. I MIGHT cheat a bit with some of the questions just so the answer will somewhat make sense :] wahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What would you say if someone were to say, "Is this o.k.?"&lt;br /&gt;"I Melt With You" / Bowling For Soup&lt;br /&gt;(Keyword: With.. I.e. if it makes you melt, I'll melt with you :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you like in a guy / girl?&lt;br /&gt;"Missin' You" / Super Junior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;"Appreciate" / Nicholas Jonas&lt;br /&gt;(I appreciate the fragility of children more :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;"Low" / Flo-Rida ft. T-Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;"Fences" / Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;"The One That You Love" / Air Supply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;"This Is The Life" / Hannah Montana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you often think about?&lt;br /&gt;"Lies" Remix / Big Bang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;"The Reason" / Hoobastank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;"I Can't Stay Away" / The Veronicas&lt;br /&gt;(Err... No comment hahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Mortal Combat&lt;br /&gt;(=.=")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;"One Love" / Arashi&lt;br /&gt;(Not really~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;"Dragostea Din Tei" / O-Town&lt;br /&gt;(Not that I know what it means.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What comes to mind when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;"I Want Your Soul" / Armand Van Helden&lt;br /&gt;(Not that dramatic, I'm sure :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do your parents think of you?&lt;br /&gt;"Crazy" / KC &amp;amp; Jojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;"I've Been Waiting For You" / Guys Next Door&lt;br /&gt;(At least, it's an appropriate song lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;"Breathe" / Faith Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What is your hobby / interest?&lt;br /&gt;"Tri-Angle" / DBSK&lt;br /&gt;(No... Luckily, I'm not interested in triangles =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;"Bersamamu" / Siti Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What is the worst that could happen?&lt;br /&gt;"And Then We Kiss" / Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How will you die?&lt;br /&gt;"Losing You" / Busted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is the one thing you regret most?&lt;br /&gt;"Coward" / SS501&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What makes you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;"Hands Clean" / Alanis Morissette&lt;br /&gt;(Don't see anything funny about that O_O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;"Kitto Daijoubu" / Arashi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you ever get married?&lt;br /&gt;"Traffic" / Marie Digby&lt;br /&gt;(Lovin' this answer XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What scares you the most?&lt;br /&gt;"Down For The Count" / Bowling For Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;"Segalanya" / Siti Nurhaliza, Ning Baizura, Siti Sarah, Liza Hanim &amp;amp; Misha Omar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If you could go back in time, what would you change?&lt;br /&gt;"You And I" / Tatu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What hurts right now?&lt;br /&gt;"Again" / SS501&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;"That Ain't Cool" / Koda Kumi ft. Fergie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-6050319299985104123?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/6050319299985104123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=6050319299985104123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6050319299985104123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6050319299985104123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-aint-cool-koda-kumi-ft-fergie.html' title='&quot;That Ain&apos;t Cool&quot; / Koda Kumi ft. Fergie'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-3016521262423576131</id><published>2009-07-30T19:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T12:25:45.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SnGS-NfiRjI/AAAAAAAACrI/yGoSvq1YHyc/s1600-h/Transformers-transformers-627087_1600_1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey! Assalamualaikum :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; updated this blog since &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FOREVER&lt;/span&gt;... Malas ku bah hahah eventhough I &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAVE&lt;/span&gt; had a few things worth updating about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason for this post is just to update you on a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;. We celebrated Irah's birthday on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;30th June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; by watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; at the Mall. Awesome! Loved the first movie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; the second!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;ii. On &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;10th July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; was Heechul's birthday. I wrote a YeChul fanfic! =D Okay, it's a gay fanfic. Manasaja tia. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;iii. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;15th July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; - Sultan's birthday. Also my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;"aunt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; from USA. That's cool. Her birthday on my holiday. Kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;iv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; - Irah's dad's birthday. We celebrated at my house. Cake was nyummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;v. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;23rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; was Syakirah's birthday. We celebrated on Saturday. Kesian baby ku eh.. Not really much of a celebration. Her friends weren't much help at all. Payah jua tu... T__T' My poor, poor sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;vi. Yesterday was my mum's birthday. Yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;Happy birthday mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt; We love you!!! Hari Sabtu baru kami sambut bisai2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;vii. Oh, oh. Also, my cousins went crazy in my room last night and performed this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KM2QCeD_Tms&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KM2QCeD_Tms&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are so crazy XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bah.. Atu saja a. I hope some of you are happy that I finally updated xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way. Aku abiz credit. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ada urang mau transfer?&lt;/span&gt; hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah Assalamualaikum~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-3016521262423576131?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/3016521262423576131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=3016521262423576131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3016521262423576131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3016521262423576131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-blog-d.html' title='July Updates'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-937659879162618312</id><published>2009-05-23T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:40:21.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I felt really angry at someone the other day and basically told him that I hated him. I got over it the next day and decided to just forget all about the guy and move on with my life. Tapinya udah atu, I felt kinda of guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What right have I to be angry at another person??&lt;/strong&gt; I'm not perfect.. Semua jua urang buat salah, whether they realize it or not.. I always hate it when people get angry over stupid reasons. Inda ku tau lah a kalau sebab ku kan marah atu talur kah inda a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;People always get angry over unnecessary things. Sometimes it's just part of their nature. Aku nada hak kan bagi apa2 komen arah durang. What they do is none of my business. All I can do is to deal with the situation as best as I can.. Macam keluar topik plang aku ni... =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Anyway, my question is, &lt;strong&gt;cana kita kan tau alasan kita untuk marah atu reasonable atau inda?&lt;/strong&gt; The problem is that everyone has different beliefs of what is accounted as reasonable and what is not.. &lt;strong&gt;And who's to say which is right??&lt;/strong&gt; Ada kita cakap tu nanti, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Skadar jua ya marah ani eh.."&lt;/span&gt; But maybe for that person, it's a perfectly reasonable reason to be angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All we can do is to learn to control our anger... But then again, kadang-kadang urang inda sadar yang ya tu marah.. Ugh.. So confusing~ T__T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, here's a few tips to help you to control your emotions if you think you've got a real bad temper... Credits for these techniques - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apa.org/topics/controlanger.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;apa.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i. Breathe deeply, from your diaphragm; benafas dari dada is not relaxing. Picture your breath coming up from your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"gut."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ii. Slowly repeat a calm word or phrase such as &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"relax," "take it easy."&lt;/span&gt; Cakap balik2 sambil benafas dalam2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iii. Use imagery; visualize a relaxing experience, samaada dari ingatan atau imaginasi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iv. Nonstrenuous, slow yoga-like exercises can relax your muscles and make you feel much calmer. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Ooo... Religious cult!! XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Usually, angry people tend to curse a lot with plenty of colourful language. You get overly dramatic in your thoughts. Here's another tip from the same website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;instead of telling yourself, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"oh, it's awful, it's terrible, everything's ruined,"&lt;/span&gt; tell yourself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"it's frustrating, and it's understandable that I'm upset about it, but it's not the end of the world and getting angry is not going to fix it anyhow." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remind yourself that getting angry is not going to fix anything, that it won't make you feel better &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(and may actually make you feel worse)&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sentiasa ingat ni: &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Every problem has a solution"&lt;/span&gt;.. Marah2 ganya won't solve the problem and you know it too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Silly humor"&lt;/span&gt; can help defuse rage in a number of ways... When you get angry and call someone a name or refer to them in some imaginative phrase, stop and picture what that word would literally look like... Do this whenever a name comes into your head about another person... This will take a lot of the edge off your fury; and humor can always be relied on to help unknot a tense situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Remember, you can't eliminate anger—and it wouldn't be a good idea if you could. In spite of all your efforts, things will happen that will cause you anger; and sometimes it will be justifiable anger. Life will be filled with frustration, pain, loss, and the unpredictable actions of others. You can't change that; but you can change the way you let such events affect you. Controlling your angry responses can keep them from making you even more unhappy in the long run. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This totally made me feel better... Lol... Thank goodness for blogs~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assalamualaikum ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-937659879162618312?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/937659879162618312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=937659879162618312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/937659879162618312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/937659879162618312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/05/anger-control.html' title='Anger Control'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-5426878318524048040</id><published>2009-05-15T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:15:43.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Tag =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anda sedang berada di sekolah, menunggu ayahanda yang lewat menjemput. tiba2.. exkekasih datang menyapa anda.. bagaimana kah reaksi anda?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Baby sayang intan payung~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Wth.. Apa ko panggil aku a? O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pemarah jua baby ani.. Inda berubah2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-What?? Sejak bila aku pemarah arah ko ani eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Awu wah.. Me tau me salah.. Me sakitkan hati you.. Soryy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Ani barutah ko kan cakap sorry? Antam tah biskita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Kenapa you sorang2 ani? balum balik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Nada~ Aku suka sorang2 bah.. Paham kah tu?.. Ertinya aku mo ko lari...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Me rindu you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Brigali sul mu a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sanang you lupakn me ah? Padahal dulu you janji inda tinggalkan me and lupakan me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Ko jua yang sanang2 mereplace aku... Aku pulang yang lupakan ko ani?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You buat me sengsara lapas you tinggalkan me.. You salah, you bertanggungjawab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Excuse me? Hahahahahha mua mu a!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Me tau kenapa you lupakan me. You ada laki2/bini2 lain kan?;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Inda pun.. Like I said, ko yang skajap mreplace aku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Banarlah tu? Siapa bf/gf baru you a? Apa istimewanya smpai me kalah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Majal banar si tamparan ani...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Me kan tampar tu laki2/bini2 aa, biar ia jangan kcw you lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Tampar tah pulang. Aku lagi inda tau sapa laki2 a. Mencari tah kau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You masih ingat yang first time tani dating bawah pokok pisang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Prasahan ku the only place kita "dating" ani di mall ganya~ nada ku tenampak pokok dalam mall atu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Me masih rindu bau perfume you, tangan you yang halus, pipi you yang chubby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Nada ku memakai perfume nya mu... And excuse me? Chubby? Ko ucap aku lampuh kah??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. You mau go back sama me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Inda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You tau ka yang me ni bnar2 kan you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Ya kan? Inda nampak pun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Me pernah hantar surat cinta arah you.. ada you bca? Ngalih me menulis tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Adakan? Nada ku tau... Jaket ku mana? Dari masatu dah ku menunggu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Nah, kerita babah kan tu, me buka kan pintu kerita aa, and bekenalan sama babah. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;-Antah kau... Agatah ko balik kli eh.. Kana tembak ko karang, bukan aku punya pasal tu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_______________________________________&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hahhahaha saja membuang stress =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Assalamualaikum.&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/7877859754593544023-5426878318524048040?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/5426878318524048040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=5426878318524048040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5426878318524048040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5426878318524048040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/05/stress-tag-d.html' title='Stress Tag =D'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-3704836428126137870</id><published>2009-05-13T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:56:20.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really my last post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Surprise. Surprise. I couldn't resist posting one last time. I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;promise&lt;/span&gt; that this time, banar-banar yang ke-last!! I swear!!! My exam starts on Friday, for crying out loud.. It's Zimah's fault for giving me the idea to post this piccy here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The piccy was taken after my traditional dance practice which was, I must say, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;syok banar&lt;/span&gt;... Not that I didn't enjoy it before but this week's practice was just really fun for me. I like~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SgrcSbmZrMI/AAAAAAAACq4/dkBCFHWgKLE/s1600-h/AmpAziCam+-+12052009.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335318917778353346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SgrcSbmZrMI/AAAAAAAACq4/dkBCFHWgKLE/s320/AmpAziCam+-+12052009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've taken up the habit of lying around and treating the school like my home every afternoon when I go home at 5. It really is comfy. Unfortunately, Tiah cakap nada tatatertib or whatever so she eventually moved her stuff away and sat a few feet away from me so as to disassociate herself from my &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"rude"&lt;/span&gt; behaviour...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hahhahaha no comment.. I enjoy it so I don't care. &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ada ku cakap dah kah betapa minatnya aku kan tidur?..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lolz.. In fact, Izzul even pointed that out to me today. He reminded me of when I ws practically sleeping during a test on Russia in one of the remedial afternoon classes. Kekeke... Ada urang meliat rupanya~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;How ironic is it that I fell asleep on the test on Russian revolutions in the remedial class and I also fell asleep during the test for the &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;SAME&lt;/span&gt; topic this week?&lt;/span&gt; Hahahha yeah.. Cematulah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Assalamualaikum :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-3704836428126137870?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/3704836428126137870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=3704836428126137870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3704836428126137870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3704836428126137870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/05/really-my-last-post.html' title='Really my last post'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SgrcSbmZrMI/AAAAAAAACq4/dkBCFHWgKLE/s72-c/AmpAziCam+-+12052009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-144044381363085316</id><published>2009-05-10T19:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:06:50.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Assalamualaikum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was the birthday of &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; many people! Like, apakan.. &lt;strong&gt;Lawa sangat kah tarikh kemarin atu?..&lt;/strong&gt; Lol! Sasak aku a~ Anyway... &lt;strong&gt;Who are these people born on this special day?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SgbADk8uOII/AAAAAAAACo4/t_LqGRKGBv8/s1600-h/bannerfans_2130056.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334161976357435522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SgbADk8uOII/AAAAAAAACo4/t_LqGRKGBv8/s320/bannerfans_2130056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. My daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Syukur - my precious little cousin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;3. My adopted abang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;4. Uh, my ex... Yeah.. He greeted me on my birthday so I'm being nice and including him here~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334162544196562306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SgbAkoUHrYI/AAAAAAAACpA/kHT9Zpif82E/s320/mbannerfans_2130056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, the only reason I'm blogging about this is because I get to bunuh dua ekor burung menggunakan seketul batu... As in, since there are a lot of people celebrating their birthday yesterday, it's not like I'm giving up a whole post for just one person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not that all you people are &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; special!!! Aku sayang kamu semua! I really do!!! Nganya aku ni pemalas wawawa... And now I'm blogging because I'm supposed to do my English homework but I'm so blank about it that I got bored.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sebenarnya I was gonna dedicate this post to &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eunhyuk&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super Junior&lt;/span&gt; for no particular reason lol!!! Daripada orang yang tidak dikenali secara langsung, bektah aku buat pasal ani kan.. Hahahha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/Sga_K2YdVlI/AAAAAAAACow/p31kLnn71HE/s1600-h/happy-belated-birthday-myspace-glitter-graphic-9.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334161001784628818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/Sga_K2YdVlI/AAAAAAAACow/p31kLnn71HE/s320/happy-belated-birthday-myspace-glitter-graphic-9.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, to people whose birthdays were yesterday, bukan saja empat urang yang kana sabut di atas, but to everyone yang terasa, happy belated birthday! Aku sedekah doa saja a. I'm flat broke at the moment.. Well, inda plang but yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You all know the standard birthday prayer so I don't think it's necessary to type it all down here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And that's it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Assalamualaikum! ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-144044381363085316?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/144044381363085316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=144044381363085316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/144044381363085316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/144044381363085316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/05/belated-birthdays.html' title='Belated Birthdays!'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SgbADk8uOII/AAAAAAAACo4/t_LqGRKGBv8/s72-c/bannerfans_2130056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-4733875574003496312</id><published>2009-05-08T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T15:51:25.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natasha Bedingfield - Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Assalamualaikum =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm listening to Angel by Natasha Bedingfield at the moment.. On repeat.. It's just so awesome that I feel like sharing it with everybody ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;Natasha Bedingfield - Angel Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l6-3NrsdtG4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l6-3NrsdtG4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lyrics (courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;azlyrics.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;A.n.g.e.l&lt;br /&gt;A.n.g.e.l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like a shadow&lt;br /&gt;I'll be beside you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your comfort&lt;br /&gt;I'm there to guide you home&lt;br /&gt;I will provide you a place of shelter&lt;br /&gt;I want a be your zone&lt;br /&gt;I'll act as if you do&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you wanted me to do&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you great to be a man&lt;br /&gt;With a woman who can stand&lt;br /&gt;With every promise given&lt;br /&gt;Making vows to please her man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;If I could be your angel (your angel, your angel)&lt;br /&gt;Protect you from the pain (from the pain, oh)&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you safe from danger (from danger, from danger)&lt;br /&gt;You'll never hurt again (no more)&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your&lt;br /&gt;A-N-G-E-L&lt;br /&gt;A-N-G-E-L&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be your A-N-G-E-L&lt;br /&gt;A-N-G-E-L&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the moon&lt;br /&gt;I'll step aside&lt;br /&gt;And let your sun shine&lt;br /&gt;While I follow behind&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby what ya got&lt;br /&gt;It is with all the props&lt;br /&gt;You're everything I'm not&lt;br /&gt;I'll act as if you do&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you wanted me to do&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you great to be a man&lt;br /&gt;With a woman who can stand&lt;br /&gt;With every promise given&lt;br /&gt;Making vows to please her man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why there's so many good men&lt;br /&gt;Men in the world misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;He's a dog, he's no good&lt;br /&gt;I wish somebody would&lt;br /&gt;Disrespect my man&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna have to come see me&lt;br /&gt;I go hard for my baby&lt;br /&gt;He's all that I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you got a good one&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands up,&lt;br /&gt;Come on girl and stand up&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead lift your man up&lt;br /&gt;Get up&lt;br /&gt;If you got a good one, put your hands up&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead lift your man up&lt;br /&gt;Get up&lt;br /&gt;If you got a good one, stand up&lt;br /&gt;Come on girl, and stand up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffff33;"&gt;[Thanks to Annette for these lyrics]&lt;br /&gt;[Thanks to Alison, Shoshanah for correcting these lyrics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Download link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.airmp3.net/download/natasha_bedingfield/angel/mp3/dla_e629f_0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;airmp3&lt;/span&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/7877859754593544023-4733875574003496312?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/4733875574003496312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=4733875574003496312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/4733875574003496312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/4733875574003496312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/05/natasha-bedingfield-angel.html' title='Natasha Bedingfield - Angel'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-1451042524183963566</id><published>2009-04-30T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:46:16.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Roadtrip!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Basically, this is a tag post.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and you friends go on a roadtrip !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can bring '6' friends, who are they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Syakirah&lt;br /&gt;2. Er-er&lt;br /&gt;3. Poo-poo&lt;br /&gt;4. Jat-jat&lt;br /&gt;5. Fad&lt;br /&gt;6. Tiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you guys headed for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We have nowhere in mind.. Jalan2 saja buat bodoh ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rent a van, there are only 6 seats. the best driver is driving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving: &lt;strong&gt;Jat-jat.. (He's the only one getting a license anytime soon ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Shotgun: &lt;strong&gt;Poo-poo (The rest of us would feel weird hahah)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Row Right: &lt;strong&gt;Er-er&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Row Left: &lt;strong&gt;Syakirah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back Row Right: &lt;strong&gt;Tiah &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back Row Left: &lt;strong&gt;Fad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON THE FLOOR: &lt;strong&gt;Me.. Either I'm too nice or they're too mean ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I N . T H E . M O R N I N G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who brought nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syakirah.. She'll probably use my stuff =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who got car sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me. I get sick easily~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who makes you pull over so they can go pee in the woods?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syakirah ahahha totally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L U N C H T I M E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stop for lunch, where at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOLLIBEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who forgets their food under the seat and causes an ant problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syakirah =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A T . T H E . M O T E L&lt;br /&gt;You rent two rooms, each has one double bed but only one has an extra cot.&lt;br /&gt;Where does everyone sleep, and who is stuck sleeping out in the van?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Probably Tiah and Fad together (La ila ha illallah bisingnya tu karang beklaie hahaha), Irah, Syakirah and I will share the bed in the other room, Poo-poo gets the cot, Jat2 sleeps in the van kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I N . T H E . M O R N I N G&lt;br /&gt;Who takes over 3 hours to get ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiah.. Too much bodycare products lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who complains that the bagels are moldy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Either me, Fad or Tiah X) and definitely Syakirah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y O U . G O . T O . A N . A M U S E M E N T . P A R K&lt;br /&gt;Who goes on the roller coaster 37 times in a row?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not me @_@'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sits on the merry-go-round the whole time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and Syakirah and maybe Poo-poo =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who goes straight to the snack bar and gets a large popcorn, some cotton candy, an order of fries, 2 hotdogs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me &amp;amp; Irah hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B A C K . A T . T H E . M O T E L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who goes right to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe me and/or Syakirah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's building a fort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why would any of us build a fort?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's crying because they want to go home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syakirah x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E D.R.I.V.E H.O.M.E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sleeps the whole way home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who blasts music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irah and Tiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wont shut up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiah and Fad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hit a huge bump in the road, whose pop goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whose what goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's excited the most upon seeing a road sign that says you're almost home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jat2 x? Considering he's the driver... hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;*end of post*&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/7877859754593544023-1451042524183963566?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/1451042524183963566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=1451042524183963566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1451042524183963566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1451042524183963566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/04/roadtrip.html' title='Roadtrip!!'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-5401900538578400510</id><published>2009-03-09T10:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T10:43:46.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salah liat jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;You know, last night, aku ni macam si banar kan sembahyang Isya. Then, tau2, alum lgi masuk waktunya~ Toing~ Macam..... Apakan.. Hahah I thought it was 7.45 but actually it was probably around 7.15 wahahhahhaha!!!! Sasat dah tu... Wrong direction.. I bet if it was a compass, I would be completely lost somewhere in the jungle by now~ T___T Aish.. How embarrassing~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-5401900538578400510?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/5401900538578400510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=5401900538578400510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5401900538578400510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5401900538578400510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/03/salah-liat-jam.html' title='Salah liat jam'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-297383353271582929</id><published>2009-03-08T14:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:50:29.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Hyoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#660000;"&gt;The rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Choose a singer/band/group.&lt;br /&gt;Answer using &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; titles of songs by that singer/band/group.&lt;br /&gt;Tag your friends (let them know they've been tagged).&lt;br /&gt;Once tagged, you gotta do it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;My choice: Super Junior and all its subgroups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#663366;"&gt;1. Male or female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Twins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Describe yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do people feel when they're around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lovely Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How would you describe your previous relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe your current relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Midnight Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Where would you want to be now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Disco Drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How do you feel about love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Endless Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's your life like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What would you ask for if you had only one wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;L.O.V.E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Say something wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tag &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Wee-wee&lt;/span&gt;! And whoeer else that wants to do this =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-297383353271582929?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/297383353271582929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=297383353271582929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/297383353271582929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/297383353271582929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-hyoo.html' title='Tagged by Hyoo'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-245572812957178482</id><published>2009-02-23T19:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T23:27:28.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #999999;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffcccc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ff6666;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #330000;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffcc99;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ff9966;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc6600;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #993300;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #663300;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffff99;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffff66;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffcc66;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffcc33;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc9933;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #996633;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #663333;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffffcc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffcc00;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #999900;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #666600;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #333300;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #99ff99;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #66ff99;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #33ff33;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #33cc00;"&gt;Crap. &lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300;"&gt;Crap. &lt;span style="color: #99ffff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #33ffff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #00cccc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #339999;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #336666;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #003333;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ccffff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #66ffff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ccccff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #9999ff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6666cc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6633ff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #6600cc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #330099;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ffccff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #ff99ff;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc66cc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #993399;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #663366;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #330033;"&gt;Crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;On a lighter note, I guess I have some reason to celebrate today :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I have a one-year anniversary! Yay! I have officially been single for a &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;WHOLE YEAR&lt;/span&gt; now! Whoo!!! Like, awesome!!!!! Hahaha... Maybe that's not really a cause for celebration but it's awesome so whatever ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-245572812957178482?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/245572812957178482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=245572812957178482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/245572812957178482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/245572812957178482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/02/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-3968233860313883906</id><published>2009-02-17T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T23:31:55.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defending "Ambuyat"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just got sent an email by my mom. I don't know if someone sent it to her or she found it and decided to spread it herself... It's an article on &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Brunei&lt;/span&gt;, more specifically on our national cuisine, &lt;span style="color: #006600; font-family: arial;"&gt;"Ambuyat"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The article is located &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetimes.co.za/PrintEdition/Lifestyle/Article.aspx?id=785991"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #663300; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;here&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;. But then, we &lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; know that you're too lazy to go check it out.. So I'll just copy-paste it here.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-size: 180%;"&gt;Not your sweet sago pudding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Accidental Gourmet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;Published:Jun 22, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;If Bruneians want to expand tourism, they’ll need to hide their national speciality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I saw the sultan of Brunei the other day. He walked right by me as he entered a national Qur’an reading contest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I wanted to ask the sultan a key question about his country’s cuisine: Hey, sultan, why can’t a man worth 22-billion, whose 400-million palace has a 110-car garage and 257 bathrooms, afford a better national dish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It’s called ambuyat. Don’t look for it at an ethnic restaurant near you soon. It’s not going anywhere, and it’s here for reasons only historians and the streets’ starving cats can appreciate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;After four days in Brunei, I’d describe ambuyat (pronounced om-BOO-yacht) as a big pile of gelatinous, transparent goo dipped in coagulating blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;First, a little background. During World War II occupation, the Japanese controlled Brunei’s rice paddies and cut off the food supply. One of the lone food sources was found inside the sago trees that fill Brunei’s jungles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;For centuries the Penan people, an indigenous, nomadic tribe who roam the jungles of Borneo, have lived off the sago tree. They still do. During a three-day trek through the jungles of Malaysian Borneo, I came across a Penan family squatting next to a stack of sago pulp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;They put what looked like leafy sawdust in a wooden bowl the size of a rubbish bin and pounded it into small chunks. They then mix it with hot water and the result is a starchy mass that has all the daily nutrients of raw lard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Brunei, however, has advanced a bit since World War II. With the discovery of oil in 1929, Shell and the beloved sultan have put petrol in every pot. Shaped like two humps on a camel and occupying a small corner of Borneo’s northwest coast, Brunei has gone from a backwater British protectorate to a thriving Islamic republic of 375000 people with a glittering capital and prosperous economy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Don’t believe me? What’d you pay for petrol this week? Exactly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The sultan wants to expand tourism, and while he won’t open Hard Rock Brunei any time soon, he is promoting his country’s history. Part of that history is ambuyat. Tourism has grown 7% a year. I’m assuming ambuyat has nothing to do with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;To try ambuyat, I went to a food-court stall where it was not pictured among the 31 dishes on the menu. No wonder. A picture in focus would scare off wharf rats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Two young female cooks invited me into the kitchen to watch the process. It was little different from how the Penans make it. Ema poured a bag of sago that looked like blue-cheese crumbles into a pot of boiling water. She stirred for 60 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;She handed me the result and the necessary dipping sauce, binjai, a gross mixture of chillies, salt and what looked like last week’s tomato soup. Hunks of bulbous matter floated in an orange- brown sea of repugnant fluids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was handed chopsticks , around which I was to twist the gooey ambuyat and then dip into the sauce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;The slimy mess slid down my throat like crushed, larvae-coated insect embryos. The sour binjai made my face wrinkle as if I woke up in a dairy farm. I looked over, and a young woman in a head scarf couldn’t stop laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc; font-family: verdana;"&gt;I tried it without the sauce and the ambuyat had no taste. None. But without the lubricating sauce, it nearly stuck halfway down my throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #66cccc;"&gt;So hats off to Brunei for surviving World War II, where ambuyat was probably a tougher obstacle than the Japanese. But if the sultan invites you to the palace, forget the five swimming pools and 564 chandeliers. If ambuyat is on his menu, don’t go.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #3333ff;"&gt;— The Denver Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kurang ajar kah inda tu?..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993399; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you do decide to check out the link, there is a picture of the guy who wrote the article. Of course, typical Westerner... Looking down on a cuisine enjoyed by a whole nation.. Well, most of it anyway. &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;How would he feel if we decided to bash bread or something?&lt;/span&gt; Lol!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a lighter note, &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Mu&lt;/span&gt; came to &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;PTEK&lt;/span&gt; today. Awesome! Haven't seen her in ages! When she saw me, she went up to me and I got mad at her for not telling me about transferring and she brushed it off and asked me about &lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hot Stuff&lt;/span&gt;!!! Kekeke... So funny~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #99ff99; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;And I've been saying the word&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #003333;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: times new roman;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt; lately. I have no idea why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #99ff99; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Speakin of random, I find the words&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;squatting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #000066;"&gt;totter&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;really funny hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*end of post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-3968233860313883906?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/3968233860313883906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=3968233860313883906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3968233860313883906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3968233860313883906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/02/defending-ambuyat.html' title='Defending &quot;Ambuyat&quot;'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-1925787201936705094</id><published>2009-01-31T17:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:01:18.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;01) Bold what is true about you.&lt;br /&gt;02) Italicize what is half true.&lt;br /&gt;03) Colour what you wish was true about you.&lt;br /&gt;04) Add one true thing about you to the end of the list.&lt;br /&gt;05) Tag five people.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tag &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;WHOEVER READS THIS&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;merati kamu???&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MEANS&lt;/span&gt;, you &lt;/em&gt;HAVE&lt;em&gt; to do it if you read it.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;MWAHAHAHAHHA!!!!! I will seriously cry if you guys don't do this T^T &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BUZZ!! BUAT NI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I miss somebody right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I don't watch much TV these days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I own lots of books.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;• I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;• I've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;• I've watched porn movies.&lt;br /&gt;• I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I believe honesty is usually always the best policy.&lt;br /&gt;• I curse sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;• I have broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;• I hate the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I'm paranoid at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;• I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I need/want money right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I talk really, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I have fresh breath in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have long hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I was born in a country outside of the U.S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;• I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I like the way that I look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I think prostitution should be legalized.&lt;br /&gt;• I slept with a roommate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I have a hidden talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I have a lot of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• love to shop and/or window shop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I'm obsessed with my Blog/Livejournal/MySpace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I don't hate anyone. I dislike them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I've rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I want to have children in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;• I have changed a diaper before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I’m online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have at least 5 away messages saved.&lt;br /&gt;• I have tried alcohol or drugs before.&lt;br /&gt;• I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;• I own the "South Park" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Blogger/LiveJournal/MySpace.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I enjoy some country music.&lt;br /&gt;• I would die for my best friend(s).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I'm obsessive, and often a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;• I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I have dated a close friend's ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I am happy at this moment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I’m obsessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Democrat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Conservative Republican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I am punk rockish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I go for older guys/girls, not younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I study for tests most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I’ve ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I can work on a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;• I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;• I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;• I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I love sea turtles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I spend ridiculous amounts of money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I am proficient on a musical instrument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;• I went to college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;• I am adopted.&lt;br /&gt;• I am a pyro &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(person who likes to cause/create fire)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• I have thrown up from crying too much.&lt;br /&gt;• I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.&lt;br /&gt;• I fall for the worst people and have been hurt every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I adore bright colors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;• I hate chain theme restaurants like Applebees and TGIFridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I can't whistle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I still have every journal I’ve ever written in.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;• I've often thought that I was born in the wrong century.&lt;br /&gt;• I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;br /&gt;• I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I have a tattoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;• I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I am completely tree-huggy spiritual, and I'm not ashamed at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one murder.&lt;br /&gt;• I've cosplayed or know what cosplaying is.&lt;br /&gt;• I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;• I enjoy a nice glass of wine with dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I'm an artist. I like to draw.&lt;br /&gt;• I am ambidextrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I sleep with so many stuffed animals, I can hardly fit on my bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If it weren't for having to see other people naked, I'd live in a nudist colony.&lt;br /&gt;• I have terrible teeth.&lt;br /&gt;• I did this tag even though I wasn't tagged by the person who took it before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I have more friends on the internet than in real life. ..Sad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;• I have lived in either three different states or countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I am extremely flexible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I want to own my own business.&lt;br /&gt;• I smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I spend way too much time on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;• Nobody has ever said I'm normal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• Sad movies, games, fics and the like can cause a trickle of tears every now and then.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I am proficient in the use of many types of firearms and combat weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I like the way women look in stylized men's suits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I don't like it when people are displeased or seem displeased with me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I have been described as a dreamer or likely to have my head up in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;• I have played strip poker with someone else before.&lt;br /&gt;• I have had emotional problems for which I have sought professional help.&lt;br /&gt;• I believe in ghosts and the paranormal.&lt;br /&gt;• I can't stand being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I have at least one obsession at any given time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I weigh myself, pee/poo, and then weigh myself again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I consistently spend way too much money on obsessions-of-the-moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I'm a judgmental asshole.&lt;br /&gt;• I'm a HUGE drama-queen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have traveled on more than one continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;• I sometimes wish my father would just disappear.&lt;br /&gt;• I need people to tell me I'm good at something in order to feel that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I can fall asleep even if the whole room is as noisy as it can be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I can speak more than one language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I would rather read than watch TV.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I like reading fact more than fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I have pulled an all-nighter on an assignment I was given a month to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have no piercings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;• I have spent the night in a train station or other public place.&lt;br /&gt;• I once spent Christmas completely alone because there was a miscommunication on which parent was supposed to have me that night.&lt;br /&gt;• I've been married and am now divorced.&lt;br /&gt;• There have been times when I have wondered "Why was I born?" and may/may not have cried over it.&lt;br /&gt;• I like most animals better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I own a collection of retro games consoles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• The thought of physical exercise makes me shiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I have hit someone with a dead fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I have written/read erotic stories. (fanfic)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I am compulsively honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I was born with a congenital birth defect that has never been repaired.&lt;br /&gt;• I have danced topless in front of dozens of complete strangers. And not been ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;• I have gone from wishing I was a boy to reveling in being a girl to feeling like a boy again in the span of five minutes, and not cared a whit for my actual sex.&lt;br /&gt;• I am unashamedly bisexual, and have different motivations for my desires for different genders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I sometimes won't sleep a whole night or eat a whole day because I forget to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I find it impossible to get to sleep without some kind of music on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I dislike milk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I obsessively wash my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I always carry that something significant around with me.&lt;br /&gt;• Sometimes I'd rather wear a wig in day-to-day life than use my own hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I love talking about myself to the point where I need to be stopped.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I often sing whenever I can and I'm good at it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I have experienced some type of traumatic abuse in my lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;• I've experienced visions and dreams which I know/believe are from my past life.&lt;br /&gt;• I have deja vu so vivid that I feel faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I love Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;• My parents are not together.&lt;br /&gt;• I don't believe in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I hate people who walk incredibly slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;• I have extreme contempt for the vast majority of people.&lt;br /&gt;• Sometimes I don't shower before work.&lt;br /&gt;• To me, procrastination is like a disease!&lt;br /&gt;• I want to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I enjoy watching two guys kissing each other.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(LOL!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I am a typical Gemini born.&lt;br /&gt;• The more I searched the less I've found.&lt;br /&gt;• As a child I was a huge crybaby.&lt;br /&gt;• I'm feeling alone very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I'm living in a fairytale and I'm the noble Princess, who saves the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I always have to spell my (real) name.&lt;br /&gt;• I want to die in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;• I have a strange laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• If they let me, I can sleep 12 hours in a row.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I wish I could transform myself into a boy every now and then.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• I dance in the rain and don't feel like a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have a favorite stuffed animal that I will not ever get rid of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I sing 80's hair metal songs into my hairbrush on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;• I have a speech disorder.&lt;br /&gt;• I'm infatuably attracted to men with long, blond, curly hair&lt;br /&gt;• I sometimes have the urge to take a shot of whiskey or open a can of beer at odd times in the day.&lt;br /&gt;• I have a weakness for guys with nice bodies&lt;br /&gt;• I plan to move to another country at some point in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• Ever wanted to be a certain fictional character&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;• My dreams are so vivid, they feel real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;• I'm a huge geek, the comic-book and video game kind, not the smart kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• I can get jealous easily!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;• My computer and hard drive are pretty much my most prized possessions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;• I have this thing for hot Korean men.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Park Yoochun is my favorite pimp.&lt;br /&gt;• Donghae is my sex-slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;•I can’t cook except for instant noodles and boiling water.&lt;/strong&gt; 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Another tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;a. People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blog and replace any question that they dislike with a new, original question.&lt;br /&gt;b. Tag eight people. Don't tag who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1. What do you eat in the morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Depends on apa yang ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you style your hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Just let it down or in a ponytail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is making you happy right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Right now? Nothing~ I'm depressed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What are you currently reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Don't have a book to read at the moment, but I'm waiting for Buttercup to finish reading Breaking Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you need music to study/write?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your current addiction?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Nada~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do sad films make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;If it's sad enough.. For example, &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;PS I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have a crush at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Yes T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your favorite movie (that doesn't involve your idol)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt; ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Corn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What websites do you visit daily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Hotmail, LJ, Blogger, Google &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;(ada-ada saja tah tu kan ku Google up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's your favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Chocolate and ice cream ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Which languages do you wish you spoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Japanese, Spanish, Korean and Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's your favorite book at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Hmm~ The &lt;span style="color: #ffcc99;"&gt;Black Magician Trilogy&lt;/span&gt; Book Two - &lt;span style="color: #ffcc99;"&gt;The Novice&lt;/span&gt;. I hate the 3rd!! &lt;em&gt;Akkarin&lt;/em&gt; died T^T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you have birthmark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Two on my thighs and one on my left forearm &lt;strong&gt;*proud*&lt;/strong&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was your childhood idol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Siti Nurhaliza&lt;/em&gt; kali.. Cause she was the only singer I knew hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where would you like your next holiday to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;UK, so that I can acquaint myself with the place where I wanna further my studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you do to fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Listen to music... although that might not actually help hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Tell me something you love about the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;She wrote a poem based on an awesome KyuMin fic!!! and also, she liked my fics enough to add me as a friend!! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baz is tagged!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 85%;"&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-2472253620111649587?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/2472253620111649587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=2472253620111649587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2472253620111649587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2472253620111649587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/whee-another-tag.html' title='Whee! Another tag!'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-11814647539378314</id><published>2009-01-26T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:38:58.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphany</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was remembering &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt;, or was it &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; Whatever... Anyway, in one of the two, &lt;strong&gt;Bella&lt;/strong&gt; was having an epiphany. And I found myself wondering, what &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; an epiphany? I have no idea. So I googled it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;The first definition was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;a divine manifestation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I didn't understand what that meant.. So I looked at the next one~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;twelve days after Christmas; celebrates the visit of the three wise men to the infant Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Credits to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wordnet.princeton.edu/perl/webwn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wordnet.princeton.edu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Obviously not what I was looking for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The Epiphany is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Triptych" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triptych"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;triptych&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; painted by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Hieronymus Bosch" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hieronymus_Bosch"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hieronymus Bosch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; around the year 1495. This triptych is also sometimes referred to as "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="mw-redirect" title="The Adoration of the Magi" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Adoration_of_the_Magi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Adoration of the Magi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even more obviously not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Epiphany is a painting by &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hieronymus Bosch&lt;/span&gt;. It is currently in the &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Museum of Art&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ff0000;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dude, seriously jangan di pajal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;"Epiphany"&lt;/span&gt; is episode 16 of season 2 in the television show &lt;em&gt;Angel&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wahahhaha lagitah awut!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Epiphany &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(Greek for "to manifest" or "to show")&lt;/span&gt;, is a Christian feast day which celebrates the "shining forth" or revelation of God in human form in the person of Jesus Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;No...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;An epiphany is the sudden realization or comprehension of the essence or meaning of something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Credits to: &lt;strong&gt;wikipedia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ah!! Finally! The last one actually relates hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"An epiphany is the sudden realization or comprehension of the essence or meaning of something."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Barutah lurus~ Now I understand.. Wahwahwahwahwah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*End of Post*&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/7877859754593544023-11814647539378314?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/11814647539378314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=11814647539378314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/11814647539378314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/11814647539378314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/epiphany.html' title='Epiphany'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-4239623933513380017</id><published>2009-01-21T19:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:07:11.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged by Lina</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Where were you 3 hours ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you in love with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really hate this question..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever eaten a crayon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hahhaha funny question..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything pink within 10 feet of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you went to the mall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last Friday, 15th Jan.. I think~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing socks right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a car worth over $2,000?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't ask me about the price of things. Aku tau makai ganya haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you drove out of town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1st January&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Literally, yes aku kepanasan hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oren campur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baju three-quarter sleeve and a jacket around my waist.. And of course seluar haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wash your car or let the car wash do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's a car wash in Brunei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last food that you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chocolate cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you last week at this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I very-very the jarang buy clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you ran?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't run..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last sporting event you watched?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Soccer game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tortoise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream vacation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Going to Korea to meet Yesung and Henry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person's house you were in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frah's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst injury you've ever had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On my cheek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm starting to have a problem with love questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last play you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A View From The Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um... my cuteness? Hhahaha prasan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans for tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Delaying from doing my homework until I can no longer delay it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you spent a MySpace message or comment to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't have a MySpace account&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next trip you are going to take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Possibly umrah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever go to camp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you an honor roll student in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's an honor roll in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to know about the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who my husband is =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you due sometime this year for a doctor's visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Which one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a tan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dude, I'm an Asian.. What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A song by Rain.. I don't know the name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you collect anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the best gossiper you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Any girl is good for gossip if you talk about the right things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you got stopped by a cop or pulled over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Either last year or the year before at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever drank your soda from a straw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does your last text message say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mendermalah kpd Dana Pengiran Muda Mahkota Al-Muhtadee Billah utk Anak Yatim dgn menaip dana1/5/10/15/20 utk derma $1/$5/$10/$15/$20 dan hantar ke 8885555. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like hot sauce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you took a shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you need to do laundry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only certain things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your heritage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Can you be more specific?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you someone's best friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really hoping so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you rich?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I'm living in Brunei so yeah, I guess so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 12 a.m. last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;I tag Wee-wee :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-4239623933513380017?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/4239623933513380017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=4239623933513380017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/4239623933513380017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/4239623933513380017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-by-lina.html' title='Tagged by Lina'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-8359462772096606679</id><published>2009-01-20T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:03:45.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I've got a headache!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I'm so blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I asked &lt;em&gt;ajusshi&lt;/em&gt; if he knew where &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chong Chong Ling Ling&lt;/span&gt; is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;He doesn't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;And after that, my mind just became a complete blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I can't even do my work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I got a &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;History presentation&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Omo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Nothing is coming out from my brain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I go &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;two Socio essays&lt;/span&gt; I haven't done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Apparently, I also have an &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;English presentation&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;What??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Hahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I could go crazy like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I've got such a bad headache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Probably from squinting at the TV..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Im too lazy to get my glasses upstairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I'm watching &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I love House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;House said, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Genes matter..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;So, if people wanna have a baby, make sure you have the baby with someone whose genes you want the baby to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Apakan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Hahahahhaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Stres~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I feel so depressed right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;My &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MSN nick&lt;/span&gt; right now is,&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I've just collapsed into a depression that is so total I don't know if I can climb back out"&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;I wonder, &lt;strong&gt;why is thunder more frightening than lighting?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Thunder is just sound..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Lightning does all the damage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;But lightning can be described as beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Indeed, that's how I describe it myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;But lightning can be dangerous as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;So why are most people more afraid of thunder?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;Doesn't make sense, really~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*end of post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-8359462772096606679?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/8359462772096606679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=8359462772096606679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/8359462772096606679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/8359462772096606679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/headache.html' title='Headache'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-7827968446554043455</id><published>2009-01-19T19:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:46:50.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAp..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;We've started on the Tempest in Literature.&lt;br /&gt;It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Masih jua namanya belajar kan..&lt;br /&gt;So I got sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;But not so bad..&lt;br /&gt;As compared to other subjects.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;For EAS, we have homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku inda suka homework!&lt;br /&gt;But it's not too hard..&lt;br /&gt;So whatever...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;History~&lt;br /&gt;Got divided into three groups.&lt;br /&gt;Our group doing Economic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Me, Tiah, Sheiela, Hajah Amalina, Maizatul, and three guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me, Tiah and Sheiela are doing Economic factors for Dutch East Indies.&lt;br /&gt;'A' level standard..&lt;br /&gt;As in be specific...&lt;br /&gt;Ugh..&lt;br /&gt;Tiah said one of the guys macam saiz dengan aku...&lt;br /&gt;As in sweet &amp;amp; sour...&lt;br /&gt;hahhhahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Vulih.. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During PS, finished the points for Socio presentation..&lt;br /&gt;Hot Stuff in the library.&lt;br /&gt;No effect on me much..&lt;br /&gt;Stupid school cat..&lt;br /&gt;Kept following me.&lt;br /&gt;I got scared.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was gonna go sit on my bag or something.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Inda tia jadi presentation..&lt;br /&gt;Toingzz..&lt;br /&gt;Started on marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad topic...&lt;br /&gt;We only learned definitions today though..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Need an mp3...&lt;br /&gt;Going for umrah in March..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13 hours&lt;/em&gt; on the plane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need something~&lt;br /&gt;Gonna die on the plane if I don't have one :\&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-7827968446554043455?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/7827968446554043455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=7827968446554043455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7827968446554043455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7827968446554043455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/crap.html' title='CRAp..'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-785223121604043428</id><published>2009-01-19T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:09:33.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Q &amp; A Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;100 Questions! ;D I got most of these questions from a Q &amp;amp; A video of Junsu-oppa~ But I changed some questions for certain reasons that I don't remember and this is the result..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Name: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dk Siti Amalina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. Birthdate:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;21-04-91&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Nickname: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Amal, Mamal, Lina, Alai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Habit: &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;playing with my lips, tapping my foot, staring into space, quickening my pace when passing in front of boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. Religion: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Islam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Motto: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just because you don't like someone, doesn't mean you don't love them/ Looks don't matter but they help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. Blood type: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wish I knew :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Height/Weight/Shoesize: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;14-something/44/36, I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Family: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;dad, mom, three sisters and 1 brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. School/Job: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PTEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11. Hobby: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;reading, listening to music, talking with my little sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12. Best at: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;reading quickly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Habits while sleeping: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;curling on my side, listening to music and hugging Ashley, my teddy bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Positive traits: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think friendly, sort of and uh.. I'm pretty tolerant of a lot of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I think of myself as: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;boring~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Favorite number: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3/214/248&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Favorite season: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Favorite food: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;chocolate, ice-cream (but not chocolate ice-cream ke ke ke...) and kolo mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Food you hate: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Butter chicken hahaha and anything else that makes me scrunch up my nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20: Like these celebs: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesung, Junsu, Jesse McCartney, Henry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite sports: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't really play it but I'll say soccer and netball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22. Favorite flower: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;lily :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Favorite colour: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;black, green and silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. My recreational culture: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;what does that even mean? O_O if I had to answer anyway, I'd say... the internet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Most frequently go to: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Dish you're able to cook best: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;mee goreng =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Song you like currently: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You Are The One by Super Junior/ Don't Say Goodbye by Yesung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Prefer coffee, milk or coke?: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;coffee with milk, milk with sugar... I don't really like coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Most precious person: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Syakirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Person you hate most: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;CCLL, for making me like him so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Type of people that wil cause the human race to become extinct: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Selfish people, people who don't care about the planet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Concerns now: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my AS results and the adults' reactions to them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;33. What was I in a previous life?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;a mouse x... (since I'm such a scaredy-cat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. If I was born again: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;a mouse again.. (I doubt I'll change my cowardliness anytime soon..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. When's a good time for marriage?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;early to mid twenties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What to do when angry?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;listen to Rising Sun at top volume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you think of cosmetic surgery?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ugh.. worst thing to be invented after the nuclear bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Future wishes: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;To get over my cowardliness and admit my feelings for once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Money spent per month: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;more than $50...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;40. What part of your appearance don't you like?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I don't know... I don't like my appearance in general...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. If I could become psychic for one day: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;then I'd predict the future, duh~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Is there someone you love now?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can it be called love when you've never actually talked to that person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Jinx: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm comparatively lucky so... yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. What time do you want to go back to?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;when I was little and didn't need to deal with so many emotions at once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. The thing you regret most: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never have the courage to admit how I really feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;46. Last thing you'd say before you die: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;kalimah 2 syahadah, hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. My precious treasure number 1: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;my adek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What do you want to say to conceited people?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kiss my @#$ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Ideal girl/boy?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is there really an ideal person in the world we live in today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;50. What do you want to do on a rainy day/night? (regardless of whether you actually do it): &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;play in the rain.. listening to my music... or else I just want to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. What was the last thing you bought?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;kolo mee :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. What kind of people makes you want to hit them?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;jerks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. What kind of people make you scared?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;people that make me feel things I never felt or ever had to deal with before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. If you were to dye your hair: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;maybe blonde highlights? I like the contrast between the white and the black =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Memorable movies: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Titanic, The Game Plan (yes, I cried..), Transformers, P.S. I Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Memorable time in primary school: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the whole Primary 6 year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. If you were in a drama, which role would you like?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha I wonder which role would best match my personality? I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. What kind of friends do you hate the most?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;friends who care more about themselves than their friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What do you think of men who wear make-up?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;asal ya bahagia, it's none of my business, although it is a bit weird XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Have you ever won any contests?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Memorable book including comics: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For One More Day by Mitch Albom, The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown, Life of Pi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Do you get along with most people?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. A country you want to travel to?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Korea, UK, Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. If you were to have a pet: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tortoise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. What do you sing at karaoke?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gemilang by Jaclyn Victor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. What do you do these days?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing much.. Same old, same old..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Who do you want to meet?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;him~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. If you found 1000 dollars: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hand it over to the police&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Do you consider yourself as a loner or a people person?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;erm~ both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Do you believe in ghosts?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;no... spirits yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. If the world was to end tomorrow: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;insaf... (bru lgi 2 kn insaf a haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Do you think you can always be happy?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hope so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Have you slept away from home?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. What do you need the most?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I need to know and understand myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. The most important thing between two people: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Games you enjoy/are good at: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;word games, challenging number games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. What would you say to someone who's about to die?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;may all your sins be forgiven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. When was your most unfortunate moment?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;when my sister got into her little accident&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. If you can't sleep: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I listen to music or read a book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Do you prefer a bath or a shower?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;81. If you could clone someone: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wouldn't.. there are enough people in the world already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. The reason Brunei is good/bad: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;good cause it's safe and peaceful, bad because it's boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Foreign language you want to learn: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Japanese, Korean, Chinese, Spanish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;84. What is your favorite fast food restaurant?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jollibee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. I want to really do this: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;kiss him :D *blushes* lol!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Are you someone who teases or gets teased on?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;both ahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. How to resolve stress: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;eating or listening to music or reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Ever wanted to kill yourself?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;that's personal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;89. What kind of teacher do you hate?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the ones that don't really care about their students&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Person who influenced you most: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I guess my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. If you were pick-pocketed: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sabar ja. ikhlaskan tia and hope Allah maafkan dosanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. If you met a pervert on the street: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ew! I'd run hahaha I got traumatized about this because of my cousin, Frah x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. What is something that you can't sleep without?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;either my music or something to hug, preferably my teddy bear.. although I'd still fall asleep anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;94. End of the world theory: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;duh.. ikut kepercayaan Islam lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Do you think life is worth living?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Every second of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. Rain, snow, cloud, sun, wind... Your favorite?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Ever been interested in a guy/girl you met on the internet?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;haha guilty~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What do you want to say now?: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss him~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Your future plans: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Get a scholarship, become a teacher/psychologist/whatever, get married and have kids wawawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Your impression for finishing this Q &amp;amp; A tag: &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I wish there were more questions =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tag Buttercup and Masrini XD &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;*keluar tanduk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-785223121604043428?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/785223121604043428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=785223121604043428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/785223121604043428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/785223121604043428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/q-tag.html' title='Q &amp; A Tag'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-7604179308450923009</id><published>2009-01-13T20:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:11:25.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Another tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;[1] Real name: Dk Siti Amalina&lt;br /&gt;[2] Nickname: Amal&lt;br /&gt;[3] Status: Busy&lt;br /&gt;[4] Zodiac Sign: Taurus&lt;br /&gt;[5] Gender: Female&lt;br /&gt;[6] Age: 17&lt;br /&gt;[7] High School: SM Sayyidina Hasan&lt;br /&gt;[8] College: Maktab Duli P.M.A.M.B/PTEK&lt;br /&gt;[9] Height: I don't know O_O&lt;br /&gt;[10] Weight: Last time i checked it's 44&lt;br /&gt;[11] Do you like yourself: I got no choice in this case, right? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;[12] Piercings: No!!! I'm too scared!!&lt;br /&gt;[13] Right or Left: Right?&lt;br /&gt;[14] Are you a freak: Depends on which of my friends you ask that question to... But I think most of them will say no... haha because I'm boring!&lt;br /&gt;[15] Hair: Black and sorta long, though I wish it was longer &gt;_&lt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;[16] Skin: Ntah eh nda ku tau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt; [17] Allergic: Perhaps mint but I'm not sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt; [18] What are you doing now: Arguing with the impossible ajusshi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;[19] What will you be doing 1 hour later: Sleeping~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;[20] What will you be doing 10 years later: Sitting down with a cup of Milo with my daughter... ke ke ke~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt; [21] Live with mother/father/parents/family: Family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;[22] Sibling(included you): 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;[23] Eldest: Ka CT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;[24] Youngest: Syakirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt; [25] Love/Hate your family: Love lah.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWySS4QDsaI/AAAAAAAACcE/_hSaqk8EIdQ/s1600-h/DSC01083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290764515288527266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWySS4QDsaI/AAAAAAAACcE/_hSaqk8EIdQ/s320/DSC01083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look! It's Mrs. Laury McPherson!! &lt;strong&gt;I miss her!!!&lt;/strong&gt; This picture was when she was leaving for J.I.S. T^T Durang made the card and we all signed it.. Not sure who exactly durang is, by the way. Hahahha~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[26] You found your another half: Don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;[27] If yes, who is he/she: If it's who I want it to be, I have no idea where he is now =(&lt;br /&gt;[28] Who you want he/she to be: Aiyoo... You can't guess?&lt;br /&gt;[29] Time(s) you in a relationship: 4 so far...&lt;br /&gt;[30] Ever woo boy/girl: Hahha no.. Too embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;[31] Anyone woo you before: If you can call it wooing haha&lt;br /&gt;[32] Did anything wrong to your other half: I haven't even met him yet!! I might have stalked him though.. O_O&lt;br /&gt;[33] What was/were the wrong you had done: I said I haven't met him!&lt;br /&gt;[34] Ever argue with your other half: Aish.. We don't know each other, man..&lt;br /&gt;[35] You and your other half since: Nada bah nada&lt;br /&gt;[36] Are you straight/Lesbo: Straight&lt;br /&gt;[37] Reasons you love your other half: I don't know~&lt;br /&gt;[38] You and your other half in which stage: We have a stage?&lt;br /&gt;[39] You woo he/she or he/she woo you: Nadaaaaaaa~~~~&lt;br /&gt;[40] Ever think of marry he/she: Awal jua @_@' &lt;strike&gt;maybe once or twice&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWySR9WjSkI/AAAAAAAACb8/Lk_E4uEw5Tw/s1600-h/25102008533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290764499478071874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWySR9WjSkI/AAAAAAAACb8/Lk_E4uEw5Tw/s320/25102008533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Irah and I at MD during the Raya celebration on the way upstairs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[41] Your first bestfriend: I can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;[42] Your first enemy: Inda men enemy lah bro...&lt;br /&gt;[43] The friends you love the most: Durang Ziqah.. Then c-Nisa~ and well... All my friends lah!!&lt;br /&gt;44] The enemy you hate the most(1 only): I don't have enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[45] Your most beautiful girl friend: Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;[46] Your most handsome boy friend: Yesung! ;D&lt;br /&gt;[47] The kind of girl you hate the most: Liars and backstabbers&lt;br /&gt;[48] The kind of boy you hate the most: Majal usulnya na pandai kan jaga ati bini2&lt;br /&gt;[49] You fall in love with your close friend before: No&lt;br /&gt;[50] Your best friend is your ex-lover: No!&lt;br /&gt;[51] If your friend backstabbing you: Sabar saja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;52] If your friend betray you: Well, what can you do? People are not perfect..&lt;br /&gt;[53] If your friend woo your lover: If the guy falls for it, then she can have him&lt;br /&gt;[54] If your friends fall in love with you: Cana tah jua? We're just friends. I don't need that kind of thing right now&lt;br /&gt;[55] If you fall in love with your best friend: I won't do a thing about it haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sYU8MZddDxc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sYU8MZddDxc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The MV for Noona You're So Pretty (Replay) by SHINee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enjoy the song while you read through the endless questions =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;[56] Are you a good student: Maybe&lt;br /&gt;[57] You always done your homework/assignments: Usually&lt;br /&gt;[58] The teacher/tutor you love the most: Dunno e~&lt;br /&gt;[59] Always late to school/college: Hopefully not this year ;)&lt;br /&gt;[60] Your class: You mean subjects or something?&lt;br /&gt;[61] You love your seniors: I don't have seniors haha but last year? Yes! He's so cute ma~&lt;br /&gt;[62] Senior who love you the most: They don't know I exist haha&lt;br /&gt;[63] Your classmate good/bad: Good I guess&lt;br /&gt;[64] Excellent result classmate: This year? I don't know! Baru x a!&lt;br /&gt;[65] Laziest classmate: Can I include me? :p&lt;br /&gt;[66] Smart people: People who learn from their mistakes&lt;br /&gt;[67] Stupid people: No such thing as stupid people. Only slow~&lt;br /&gt;[68] Good looking people: Ooo ada~&lt;br /&gt;[69] Ugly people: I don't judge&lt;br /&gt;[70] Funny people: If by funny you mean evil, I can honestly say Tiah.. Wawawa~&lt;br /&gt;[71] Cute people: *sigh* I don't know where he is~&lt;br /&gt;72] Bad people: I don't people are bad.. Just human..&lt;br /&gt;[73] Honest people: I don't really get the question sebenarnya&lt;br /&gt;[74] Acting people: What does that even mean?&lt;br /&gt;[75] You are what kind of person: Not bad person? hahha janan tanya c-Baz!! Ya jahat! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;* * * * *&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MU6BA_VVw0o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MU6BA_VVw0o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wonder Girls performing Irony live in '07 on KBS2 Music Bank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice song ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;[76] Lip or eyes: Both..&lt;br /&gt;[77] Hugs or kisses: With who?&lt;br /&gt;[78] Shorter or taller: Manaaja ti&lt;br /&gt;[79] Hesitant or spontaneous: Manasaja tia&lt;br /&gt;[80] Nice stomach or nice arms: Arms =)&lt;br /&gt;[81] Listener or talker: Dua2 pun buleh..&lt;br /&gt;[82] Romantic or rich: Romantic!!!&lt;br /&gt;[83] Good husband or good father: Both&lt;br /&gt;[84] Age to get marry: 23? =P&lt;br /&gt;[85] Numbers of kid(s): 5&lt;br /&gt;[86] Career: Sapa? Me or him?&lt;br /&gt;[87] Salary: Don't care&lt;br /&gt;[88] Retirement age: Antah..&lt;br /&gt;[89] Properties Value: What kind of a question is that?&lt;br /&gt;[90] Wishes: To see him again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;I tag Baz!! Mwahahha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-7604179308450923009?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/7604179308450923009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=7604179308450923009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7604179308450923009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7604179308450923009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-tag.html' title='Another tag!'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWySS4QDsaI/AAAAAAAACcE/_hSaqk8EIdQ/s72-c/DSC01083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-7991584477060376028</id><published>2009-01-12T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:40:05.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another untypical schoolday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Literature was kinda fun today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mr Naeem was being odd..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tapi macam andang ya cematu kali so inda apalah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;He was explaining about how people in literature look at books deeply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;He used &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;art as an example&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Asked me &amp;amp; Tiah to stand up and pretend we're considering a piece of art..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Lol!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I couldn't stop laughing til I had tears in my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Then I had EAS also with Mr Naeem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Since we didn't have any whiteboard dusters, he had to ask for someone's tissue paper...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Masa E.Lit, Wee-wee ada tissue bisai untuk ia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But in EAS, I'm the only one with tissue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It didn't work so well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mr Naeem said it was low-quality tissue lol!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;After break was History but we didn't have class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mrs. Izan said she'd prefer to teach everyone at once rather than teach all 6 classes individually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Guess what??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hot Stuff ada dalam klas atu jua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Awesome, right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hahaha so was Mu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Turns out she thinks he's hot too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;As soon as everyone left save us, Tiah and another girl from my AE, she started getting all excited about talking to him for a second hahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Turned out that the other girl &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; be a friend of his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Toingz~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Next was my PS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tiah and I went to the library and met Ziqah there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kami liat &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dangerous Love&lt;/span&gt; dengan c-Mas arah kawannya punya laptop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Junsu is so adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I never took Mas to be the type that likes Kpop hahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But of course, I don't blame her ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I got a feeling she thinks Hot Stuff is hot stuff too =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;During lunch, &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Sir Mirul&lt;/span&gt; came to get some copies of my essay and Fiqah's Socio file. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Some of his students came over and tried to get him to stay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;They failed, unfortunately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ia suruh kami yang pindah ke MD..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yeah, that's gonna work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Later, Ziqah joined &lt;em&gt;the side of evil&lt;/em&gt; and teased me at the top floor with Tiah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jahat kamu!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I thought you guys were my friends! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;We went to Socio class early and played Speed using Mu's cards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mwahahahhaha!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kalah c-Mu uleh ku!!! &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;*keluar tanduk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Socio boring tadi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Miss Sarina is okay~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But I miss Sir Mirul!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;No offence to her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I know it's &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;her first time&lt;/span&gt; teaching Upper Six...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;This is crap, man..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;History was okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tcher Izan is really hoping for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;another teacher to come along&lt;/span&gt; and take off the workload..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kesian.. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Anyway, started reading &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt; today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You know, the third book of the Twilight series.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's okay lah so far...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yang calinya aku inda berapa minat ceritanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But I can't stop reading it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And I actually enjoyed the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But th truth is, I'm not really all that crazy about it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Weird kan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-7991584477060376028?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/7991584477060376028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=7991584477060376028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7991584477060376028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7991584477060376028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-untypical-schoolday.html' title='Another untypical schoolday'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-1651351716487206104</id><published>2009-01-10T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T20:21:42.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedules!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got our schedules today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;All the same classes with Tiah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kecuali EAS lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Cause she's taking GP..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kesian Ziqah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We only got the same PS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sent her to Syariah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got dizzy on the 2nd floor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Terlampau tinggi... @_@'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On the way down, a couple of slow-moving teachers in front..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tried to cut them~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But that meant going near the edge facing the ground..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Too scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Luckily they noticed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Laughed a bit at me~ :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But let me pass~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ma kaseh, cikgu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Second time went up there~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To get Ziqah from Syariah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bkas ujan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Floor was slippery~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Means that danger is doubled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got even more scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hahahha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On the way home, bought cakoi and kolo mee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hahaha kes lapar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Nyummy ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Didn't finish the kolo mee though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Too much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My tummy is small...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watched King of California on Star Movies:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Director &amp;amp; Writer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [Mike Cahill]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Release Date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [12 September 2007, France]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [Gold Doubloon, Diary, Madness, Daughter, Father-Daughter Relationship, Store, Jazz Music, California, Child as Adult, Knocked Out, Theft, Thong, Barbecue, Teen, Jackhammer]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Genre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [Partly Comedy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tagline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [We're all searching for something]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Plot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [An unstable dad who after getting out of a mental institution tries to convince his daughter that there's Spanish gold buried somewhere under suburbia.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;A Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [It was too easy to expect a rug-chewing performance from Michael Douglas as a crazy person, and an exasperated, eye-rolling two-dimensional &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"oh I'm so put-upon by the world"&lt;/span&gt; job from Evan Rachel Wood.Thankfully, those clichés were avoided in this poignant and ultimately joyful and uplifting &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(thank God!)&lt;/span&gt; story of quiet nobility, personal vision and purpose, and underlying love and strength amongst otherwise &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"broken"&lt;/span&gt; people.It's refreshing to go into a theatre not expecting much and coming out enlightened by the combined vision of the actors, writer, director, and cinematographer.Bravo to all involved, and here's hoping to see a strong presence at the Academy Awards.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Main Characters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; [Michael Douglas as &lt;strong&gt;Charlie&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Evan Rachel Wood&lt;/strong&gt; as Miranda]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A/N: My sister said Evan Rachel Wood looks like me. I don't know about that but I feel flattered cause she's pretty :p *wink* *wink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-1651351716487206104?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/1651351716487206104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=1651351716487206104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1651351716487206104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1651351716487206104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/schedules.html' title='Schedules!'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-6260817117103251947</id><published>2009-01-10T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:12:36.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1. Bajilah&lt;br /&gt;2. Wee-wee&lt;br /&gt;3. Er-er&lt;br /&gt;4. Aidah&lt;br /&gt;5. Mas&lt;br /&gt;6. My twin&lt;br /&gt;7. Manager&lt;br /&gt;8. Fish&lt;br /&gt;9. Leq-leq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How you know 1? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From Sayyidina Hasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you never met 2?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Life would be a little less interesting, definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 3&amp;amp;4 dated you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hahaha no thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 5 &amp;amp; 6 make a good couple? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;um no... that would be kinda weird XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you think 7 is attractive?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess so haha i never thought of her in that way :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anything about 8's family? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a little bit..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something about 9.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He's my monkey friend ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 2 speak?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Malay of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 3 going out with?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She's single. Anyone interested? ahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how old is 4? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;older than me, that's for sure :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;also dunno bh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 6's favourite singer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i dunno leh.. ask her yourself =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is 8 single? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i have no idea O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 9 last name? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I forgot..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you consider being in a relationship with 1? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hahaha seriously dude, not my type :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which school does 2 go to? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PTEK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you like about 3?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can usually count on her for anything :P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;yeah ok~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-6260817117103251947?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/6260817117103251947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=6260817117103251947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6260817117103251947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6260817117103251947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-i-tag-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-8293678760978713614</id><published>2009-01-09T13:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:13:24.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged by my twin ^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love survey ^^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1) What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;checking my email for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;LJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What do you wanna do next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;write another fic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Who do you like the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;CCLL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) What makes you like him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5) What have you been doing all this day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just woke up lerr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;being separated from my friends at MD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Are you good in playing poker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha no T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;8) What colour do you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;green &amp;amp; black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) If you're given a wish, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that i could relive last year all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) You got a lot of friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think so =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) You think its crazy to talk to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no... talking to myself is fun hahaha actually, I like to argue with myself O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have any friends who smell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dun think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Have you had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no... my heart is not easily broken.. or maybe I haven't yet found anyone worth having my heart broken over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) How does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I told you oledi... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Are you a heart breaker?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Have you ever seen a ghost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dunno.. I think I did but it might have been my reflection haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;17) Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I might be ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you really love him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Would you share your lifetime with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's a nice prospect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What's the last text you received in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jim2 apologizing for I don't know what and not seeming to mean it.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21) Who was it from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jim2 bah.. majal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22) Who's on the top of you missed call list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ziqah ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Do you enjoy living?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha it's definitely better than being dead, ne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;24) Do you have a crush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;25) Who's the last person you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uh... my mum I guess. Since she's right next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Do you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eww... I &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; smokers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;27) Have you ever experienced deja vu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I might have..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;28) Are you proud of your past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Any reasons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you believe in karma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not really~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) What's on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am so very annoyed right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) When was the last time you met him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Who is him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Is he/she cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Majal... Who is he?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Have you ever been loved by some one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How am I supposed to know how other people feel about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Among all of your exs, who would you pick right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wouldn't pick any but if I really had to, I'd pick Wady :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Missing any of your bestfriend/s?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;37) Who do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my little sister...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"&gt;i tag Mas, Fish and Seniku...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-8293678760978713614?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/8293678760978713614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=8293678760978713614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/8293678760978713614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/8293678760978713614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-by-my-twin.html' title='Tagged by my twin ^_^'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-2142481953385229506</id><published>2009-01-08T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:50:02.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PTEK on RTB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dad was watching the 8 o'clock news on RTB..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There was a short video of PTEK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Nice~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some students ada jua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I think I saw &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ibnu at the Prayer Hall&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I dunno a~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There's around 1200 students there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I didn't know that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;It doesn't feel like a lot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;That many students but the school is still kind of empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;At MD, wherever you go, macam ada traffic jam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But at PTEK, everywhere is smooth sailing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Except when going in and out of the class since there are so many students at one time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hopefully, by the time we get our fixed schedules, it won't seem so empty anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You know, I kinda miss &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sir Mirul&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Because he was a great Socio teacher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The teachers we have now are not bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;But I think Sir Mirul was better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I talked to Fiqah because Sir wanted to ask for her number...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She said she really missed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;She said yesterday, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;she felt like crying&lt;/span&gt; because there were these two female teachers where last year there should have been Sir Mirul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;*so sad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-2142481953385229506?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/2142481953385229506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=2142481953385229506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2142481953385229506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2142481953385229506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/ptek-on-rtb.html' title='PTEK on RTB'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-1171219032528548039</id><published>2009-01-08T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:13:05.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ngumpat aku???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supposed to go home at 2.30 today...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But went home at 3.30...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waited for Irah...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plus the extra time can be used to write more fics...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talked with Fawzul while waiting...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Know what he said?..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Him, Azizi and Jun2 &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(maybe some others I dunno)&lt;/span&gt; talk about me... -.-'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whenever they talk about girls, my name always comes up...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No other girls?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel sorry for you guys... -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apparently, they once wanted to practise the &lt;em&gt;'akad nikah'&lt;/em&gt; thing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looked around for a girl as the example...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decided on me... T_T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And they're SO weird!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once in Form 4, my name was brought up again...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone asked, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Amal mana?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And they described me somehow...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then one of the guys said, &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Ahh.. Ayam ___ atu kah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;WTH??&lt;/span&gt; T_T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I forgot what kind of chicken they said...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kurang asam...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then, Jun2 brought up my name...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And they asked again, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Amal mana?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And he said, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Amal buntak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jun2!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're not that tall either, you know!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No offence :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, I just needed to express myself...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No hard feelings, boys... -.-'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd like to kick your asses though...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I won't so just chill...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By the way...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My phone camera is hating me right now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't use it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause it says &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;"Camera: Feature Not Supported"&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crap much??!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-1171219032528548039?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/1171219032528548039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=1171219032528548039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1171219032528548039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1171219032528548039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/ngumpat-aku.html' title='Ngumpat aku???'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-4873599014832522355</id><published>2009-01-07T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:30:59.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day officially</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today... They gave us a temporary schedule... &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Subjects are clashing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thank goodness none of my subjects clash...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;We had to use the conference room and lecture theatres...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There are too many students to fit into one classroom after all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tcher Izan said she's the only one in the History Dept...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahahha!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Antam tah kamu ja...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The school doesn't have a budget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So much for a new school with great facilities and whatnot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;No trashcans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Had to use boxes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;What kind of a school is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;On the upside, there's a hot guy from &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;PTEB&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Hot Stuff"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yes, that's what we decided to call him... Wawawa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;He's in all my A level subjects...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There's another guy in my homeroom that's sort of cute too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Also from &lt;strong&gt;PTEB&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;No nickname for him though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Not yet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tcher Izan was kind of fast today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just scribbled everything she said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;But I didn't get everything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;She kept looking at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When she asked questions, she looked at me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hahahha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just made a blank face when I didn't know the answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Which was often...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Btw, just because there are two cute guys in the school, I haven't forgotten CL2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss him... A lot...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Harry is in PTEK too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;In case I've never mentioned him before, he's sort of cute too and he has &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SOME&lt;/span&gt; similarities to CL2...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And so, Ziqah and I had dubbed him Chong Chong Ling Ling's older brother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wawawa... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So I just felt like going up to him and asking, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Where's your brother??? Why didn't you take him with you???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I haven't listened to Arashi much anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I lke their songs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like Sunrise Nippon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Which I'm listening to right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-4873599014832522355?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/4873599014832522355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=4873599014832522355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/4873599014832522355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/4873599014832522355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-day-officially.html' title='First day officially'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-9008797876574509008</id><published>2009-01-06T14:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:09:25.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PTEK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;! First and second day of school... Like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;?? hahaha stress aku a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Yesterday, my butt really really hurt!! Cause we were sitting on the floor for &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;almost the whole day&lt;/span&gt;! Because there weren't enough chairs for everyone and it wouldn't be fair if some sat on chairs while others sat on the floor... But seriously, my butt was aching when I got home hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;So I'm in AE5. It was okay. But it was kinda weird cause my whole class is filled with &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dks and Aks&lt;/span&gt;. Like, class segregation thing much?? I get that it's easier to just sort us alphabetically but really, it totally felt like class segregation.. I blame Sir Mirul fr teaching me that wawawa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;The school isn't that bad, I guess. But the toilets aren't really completely clean and the mirrors are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;low quality&lt;/span&gt;! Bek tah aku pakai ceramin sendiri, walautah ya damit and cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Then today, I felt incredibly lonely in class! Luckily I know &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Masrini&lt;/span&gt; who was in my BE also last year... I also sort of befriended some of the other girls but you know~ It's just because we have to or something. During break, I had nowhere to go and I didn't know if Tiah and Syidah were in their classes or not.. So I was left ALL alone in there! Of course, I texted Tiah so she brought Baz, Syidah and Jat-jat to my class. Thanks Tiah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;We were supposed to get our schedules today but there was some technicalities and Tiah ended up taking Maths, Economics and Accounting kali... Hahhaha as if ;D So hopefully, tomorrow we get our schedules. Or else, we're gonna be &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;really behind&lt;/span&gt;.. MD already started!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I miss MD&lt;/span&gt; T^T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;Yesterday I was texting Nisa because she was so bored.. Kesian eh.. She said she's &lt;em&gt;lonely&lt;/em&gt;! And the library is quiet.. And she got Mr. Simmons Socio... Wow~ Scary~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-9008797876574509008?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/9008797876574509008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=9008797876574509008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/9008797876574509008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/9008797876574509008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/ptek.html' title='PTEK'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-2520868435527576492</id><published>2009-01-04T22:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:14:09.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Alphabet Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;List down all the letters of the alphabet and find a word that starts with each letter that describes you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awkward&lt;br /&gt;Blank – as in I’m always blank =P&lt;br /&gt;Childish&lt;br /&gt;Dorky&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;Funny&lt;br /&gt;Ga-ga – as in I go ga-ga over Yesung’s hotness ~_~&lt;br /&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;Insecure&lt;br /&gt;Joyful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kind? I hope you think so =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving, I think&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mellow :\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nervous - as in I get nervous very easily&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Odd&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paranoid about a lot of things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quiet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serious&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talkative - when I feel lie it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unskilled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Worrier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Xeric - as in my lips are dry :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Young&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zippy - as in I walk quickly =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, somebody please do this so I won't feel lonely! Wee-wee! Bek ko buat!! Why? Because I said so... Wahahha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-2520868435527576492?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/2520868435527576492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=2520868435527576492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2520868435527576492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2520868435527576492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/alphabet-tag.html' title='Alphabet Tag'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-7440484045668729113</id><published>2009-01-03T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:15:47.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged by my Weewee darling ~_~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;♥WHO/WHAT/WHERE/WHEN/HOW♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;*Copy &amp;amp; Paste ALL QUESTIONS!&lt;br /&gt;*Answer ALL questions&lt;br /&gt;*Answers MUST be clear and concise&lt;br /&gt;*Tag at least 5 people to do this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;♥WHO♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Who is the most influential person in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My mum. I've always looked up to her. Whenever I reach a fork in the road that is my life, I know I can always turn to her for help. And the great thing is that she &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; tell me what to do. Rather, she helps to point me in the right direction so that I can make my own decisions. She always accepts that what I choose to do is what I want and she doesn't try to convince me otherwise. There is not enough words to describe how much she means to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;(Oh great. Now I feel like crying &gt;_&lt;')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Who is the one person you can really trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Um, I'm not sure. I wish I can say Syakirah but she can be very untrustable. I think I said that before but I don't remember... I don't know eh.. I don't wanna say myself because sometimes I don't trust myself either... Lol... Aish.. Don't know ee. Ah!! I know! My cuzzies~ Irah, Abel &amp;amp; Frah.. But then again, also Ziqah, Nisa, Tiah, Syidah and Masy and.. Hahahha I trust too many people :D Never mind~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Who was the first guy/girl who made you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Cannot remember... I think c-Wafi from Primary 1 cause he threw a basketball at me and it hit my eye during PE. Haha but I don't remember if I cried or not.. If not him, c-Muid lah.. My first ex...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Who would you be if you were not an 'A' Level student?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I don't know. Because I always thought like this. First I finish PSR, then PMB, then O'level, then A'level, then uni... So, I have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;♥WHAT♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I hate semut pedas. Seriously! I hate, hate, hate them! I would rather face my fear of heights than have even one of them on me. Ugh!! Nightmare tu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What is your most treasured possession?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My little sister is my most treasured possession.. Yes, she's my possession ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What's one of your traits that you want to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wish that I would stop talking bad about people behind their backs~ a.k.a. ngumpat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Which part of your body is your favourite and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My hair... Cause it's like a weapon that I use to annoy my sister by flipping it in her face. Mwahaahahha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;♥WHERE♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Where are you most comfortable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;In my bedroom. It's where I can be myself the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Where is your Achilles' heel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Boys =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Where do you want to go to get away from your problems?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Karaoke booth at Uni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;♥WHEN♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When did you become aware that you were good-looking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Hahaha haven't I always been? XP Indalah.. I don't think I'm that good-looking~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When did you realised that you wanted to finish your studies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;What are you talking about? I've always wanted to finish my studies. Yes, I'm geeky that way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When are you the happiest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;When I'm with my family or friends while they're being happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When are you saddest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;When I found out that Nisa's dad won't let her pindah T^T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When is your energy level at its highest?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Um, maybe di sekulah with my friends because I always feel the urge to hop around and walk around in school &lt;strike&gt;stalking Chong Chong Ling Ling.&lt;/strike&gt; Or maybe when I read SuJu fics and the main characters get together or something, then I feel like jumping around all over the furniture :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;♥HOW♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;How do you mend a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I cry by myself and then I find out that the guy that broke my heart is an asshole so I feel better because he's not worth crying and getting my heart broken over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;How do you cope with stress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Internet is my saviour... Otherwise, I just rant about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;How do you know that you're in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When even after a whole month without seeing him, even after seeing all th things about him that should put me off of him, I &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; can't forget about him. I still see him in my mind.. I still think about him whenever I listen to slow love songs, which is &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;How many bf/gf do you have so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4.. The longest is 4 months hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The 5 people that I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Manager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyone who wants to do it XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-7440484045668729113?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/7440484045668729113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=7440484045668729113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7440484045668729113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7440484045668729113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/tagged-by-my-weewee-darling.html' title='Tagged by my Weewee darling ~_~'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-5665129248660268767</id><published>2009-01-02T14:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:44:28.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to Seria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Yesterday, i.e. 1st January 2009, we went to Seria. But not without a lot of trouble on the way. In fact, we had a hard time preparing to go too... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First, everyone had a hard time waking up.. Well, I didn't.. My parents pun no probz.. Just Syakirah, ka Ijah and ka Siti... Abg was not there cause he's in KK T^T But I think he's coming back today so yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV24-MXRYBI/AAAAAAAACaI/8y0KZKVM5dU/s1600-h/010120092268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286584916213063698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV24-MXRYBI/AAAAAAAACaI/8y0KZKVM5dU/s320/010120092268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff99;"&gt; There is my baby sister sleeping. Balik2 dibanguni na mau bangun ^_^' While they're all sleeping, kami siap dah.. Just tinggal pakai tudung gi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV2492UkvbI/AAAAAAAACaA/gXWAZSp_X68/s1600-h/010120092269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286584910296169906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV2492UkvbI/AAAAAAAACaA/gXWAZSp_X68/s320/010120092269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Here's the breakfast we had.. But my mum is teseliurkan mee goreng so we got some from next door and we shared ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23x8XZZhI/AAAAAAAACZ4/u4LhpseAFc0/s1600-h/010120092270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286583606248564242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23x8XZZhI/AAAAAAAACZ4/u4LhpseAFc0/s320/010120092270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Babah ngalih dah menunggu so he went to start the car to show his impatience ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While waiting for my sisters, we went to Amanah Harith in Jerudong for breakfast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23xv-xIUI/AAAAAAAACZw/wxcUKGSSBJo/s1600-h/010120092271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286583602924036418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23xv-xIUI/AAAAAAAACZw/wxcUKGSSBJo/s320/010120092271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Cute babah makan a. I already finished my watermelon juice. I didn't eat cause sakit my stomach from the mee goreng that morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23xX3neNI/AAAAAAAACZo/rYs9O4e5bII/s1600-h/010120092272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286583596451592402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23xX3neNI/AAAAAAAACZo/rYs9O4e5bII/s320/010120092272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Soon enough, my sisters came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23xMlDjAI/AAAAAAAACZg/TEV9D3VbJL8/s1600-h/010120092273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286583593420950530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23xMlDjAI/AAAAAAAACZg/TEV9D3VbJL8/s320/010120092273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Laugh, laugh, laugh..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then we went to Seria, though not before we got a little bit lost.. Hahahha. We went &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"shopping"&lt;/span&gt;. Ka CT was right.. It definitely didn't feel like we were in Brunei... I don't think a lot of the people we saw were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bruneians&lt;/span&gt;. I don't know but they just looked foreign.. Then we went to eat di &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;C.A. Mohammad&lt;/span&gt;.. Even the mee goreng was different.. It reminded me of &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;afro hair&lt;/span&gt;... Macam rambut keriting bah.. But &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not bad&lt;/span&gt; actually. Although I got a stomach ache again.. Then we went home. Sayang~ Babah inda jadi ke pantai &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seri Kenangan&lt;/span&gt;.. Mum had wanted to go there on the way but dad said we'd go there on the way back. I mean, come on.. Kami kli ni a. Bakas bejalan, there's always something wrong. Syakirah got a cold and my stomach ached real bad.. So of course we didn't get to go to the beach.. :\&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23w-DokWI/AAAAAAAACZY/Ow99YJAMdm4/s1600-h/010120092275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286583589522674018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV23w-DokWI/AAAAAAAACZY/Ow99YJAMdm4/s320/010120092275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;This piccy was taking by Frah when her family came over for dinner last night.. Dalam bilik nini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, today c-Hani is coming over... Probably until Sunday. Honestly, doesn't that kid feel bad about leaving her dad alone at home for so long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*end of post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-5665129248660268767?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/5665129248660268767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=5665129248660268767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5665129248660268767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/5665129248660268767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-seria.html' title='Going to Seria'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SV24-MXRYBI/AAAAAAAACaI/8y0KZKVM5dU/s72-c/010120092268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-4955896063033833497</id><published>2008-12-31T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:16:16.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Meme Tag Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;_ Pick your birth month.&lt;br /&gt;_ Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;_ Bold &lt;strong&gt;(or italicize)&lt;/strong&gt; the five-ten that best apply to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#999900;"&gt;APRIL: &lt;strike&gt;Active and dynamic. &lt;/strike&gt;Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. &lt;strike&gt;Attractive and affectionate to oneself. &lt;/strike&gt;Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt; Brave and fearless. Adventurous.&lt;/strike&gt; Loving and caring.&lt;strike&gt; Suave and generous. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aggressive. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Good memory. &lt;strike&gt;Moving.&lt;/strike&gt; Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest.&lt;strike&gt; Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-4955896063033833497?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/4955896063033833497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=4955896063033833497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/4955896063033833497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/4955896063033833497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/12/meme-tag-time.html' title='Meme Tag Time!'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-1055031060977563509</id><published>2008-12-31T20:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:21:27.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a title="Orkut and MySpace Glitter Graphics" href="http://www.glittergraphicsnow.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Glitter Graphics" src="http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll149/glittergn/newyear/newyear003.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I wanna wish everyone an awesome new year 2008 M and 1430 H. May the new year bring you new hopes to hold onto, new dreams to make real, new strength to correct past mistakes, new insight to realize your mistakes, new laughter to bring joy to the people around you, new passion to love your loved ones even more, new courage to go through life's obstacles, new faith to strengthen your keimanan and new friends to help see you through it all. So have a great year everybody! But don't forget all the great memories of 2008. And don't forget the bad memories either, cause they might actually have taught you a lesson or two. Love you guys! ~_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;happy belated 18th birthday&lt;/span&gt; to Mas. Her birthday was yesterday ~_~ She's been my best friend since Form 1 to Form 3. Then Form 4, she got transferred to Masin.. Adakah Masin.. WTH.. Hahaha nama kampong na apa lah.. Ani nama skulah.. T^T Anyway, we met again this year in MD.. Although kami nada sama klas, and ia dbungalow. But guess what? She became friends with my best friend since Form 4, Masy! Hahahha kan sama lagi namanya ani... Mas, Masy :) Anyway, I still think of her as my best friend although kami jarang banar brabiz contact.. And maybe one day, we'll probably end up just smiling and saying hi awkwardly to each other whenever we meet but I hope she knows that no matter what happens, I'll never forget everything we went through together... Not that we went through much of anything hahaha but we had a lot of fun together so... yeah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285949901560047762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVt3beb_aJI/AAAAAAAACZQ/X3R-6w5QfjQ/s320/mas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway, the last of the pictures taken this year...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzcNrEqoI/AAAAAAAACZI/mW3l9NLY08s/s1600-h/161220082220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285945516193262210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzcNrEqoI/AAAAAAAACZI/mW3l9NLY08s/s320/161220082220.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Time kami ke mall on the 16th to watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Day The Earth Stood Still&lt;/span&gt;... There were &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;me, Irah, Abel, Frah, Dib2, Anas, Aziz, Syafiq, Syakirah and Hani&lt;/span&gt;... At the time this piccy was taken, &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Abel was with Harith and his friends, Frah and Dib2 were at KFC waiting for us, Aziz and Syafiq were who-knows-where, Anas, Hani and Syakirah are racing cars, Irah and I are cheering them on..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Pfft.. More like bothering them)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzbzX1KoI/AAAAAAAACZA/ynrp5uTBbT4/s1600-h/171220082222.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285945509133232770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzbzX1KoI/AAAAAAAACZA/ynrp5uTBbT4/s320/171220082222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This piccy was taken the next day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzbwH-3xI/AAAAAAAACY4/PgZZKl_7Lj0/s1600-h/201220082224.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285945508261453586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzbwH-3xI/AAAAAAAACY4/PgZZKl_7Lj0/s320/201220082224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Three days later, my mum decided to take us to visit a &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chilli factory&lt;/span&gt; owned by her cousin. There were &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;my mum, Muda bini and laki, my two grandmothers, me, Irah, Beah, Hajar, Syakirah, Hani, Anas, Syafiq and Aziz&lt;/span&gt;.. Everyone looks bored here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzbRxZgMI/AAAAAAAACYw/rbgHYJroazI/s1600-h/211220082240.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285945500113666242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzbRxZgMI/AAAAAAAACYw/rbgHYJroazI/s320/211220082240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The very next day, this piccy was taken.. I was attempting to imitate one of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leeteuk&lt;/span&gt;'s pictures hahaha I suck =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzbIiojtI/AAAAAAAACYo/Sf77PSZ-AGI/s1600-h/241220082241.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285945497635819218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtzbIiojtI/AAAAAAAACYo/Sf77PSZ-AGI/s320/241220082241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Then three days later, Frah found this hat bawah tangga kami =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwwrrfLlI/AAAAAAAACYg/_57_nHGKIos/s1600-h/251220082248.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285942569310563922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwwrrfLlI/AAAAAAAACYg/_57_nHGKIos/s320/251220082248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next day again, Frah came over again for a sleepover... We played monopoly that we took from her house. We developed the nicknames of Kaka Oren &lt;em&gt;(Frah)&lt;/em&gt;, Kaka Adek &lt;em&gt;(Sykrah)&lt;/em&gt; and Alai &lt;em&gt;(me as usual)&lt;/em&gt; &gt;_&lt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwwUFLLtI/AAAAAAAACYY/7Gtm5nDtHPo/s1600-h/261220082255.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285942562975854290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwwUFLLtI/AAAAAAAACYY/7Gtm5nDtHPo/s320/261220082255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;The next day again, durang &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Iying Jimah&lt;/span&gt; sambut her&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; four youngest kids' birthdays&lt;/span&gt; on the same day. Sykrah and I came to represent our family T^T It was &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(Note the sarcasm there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Something really funny happened with Hamzi... I won't tell it here though X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwwCsZDVI/AAAAAAAACYQ/3ygaCoKdrPo/s1600-h/261220082257.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285942558308502866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwwCsZDVI/AAAAAAAACYQ/3ygaCoKdrPo/s320/261220082257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahha me, Sykrah and my grandmother...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwv7cr98I/AAAAAAAACYI/SzGjLtRSRws/s1600-h/281220082261.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285942556363585474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwv7cr98I/AAAAAAAACYI/SzGjLtRSRws/s320/281220082261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Two days later... Paning dalam keta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwvnFLYSI/AAAAAAAACYA/SFNR6IAGxxQ/s1600-h/DSC02177.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285942550896271650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVtwvnFLYSI/AAAAAAAACYA/SFNR6IAGxxQ/s320/DSC02177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dunno ani what date. At the restaurant in Jerudong having lunch with Frah's family. While waiting for my older siblings and Frah's family, we were bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's it really. There's more, but I'm too lazy to post too many piccies. Last post of the year... Well, actually second last.. I'm gonna post a tag right after this =D Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-1055031060977563509?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/1055031060977563509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=1055031060977563509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1055031060977563509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1055031060977563509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll149/glittergn/newyear/th_newyear003.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-807222049804710494</id><published>2008-12-29T14:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:20:45.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family picnic on 14/12</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugh.. I get a headache thinking of how we finally decided which beach to go to... Inda betantu... Sekajap pantai ani, sekajap pantai atu... Now I don't even remember which beach we went to... xP Bungsu and us were the first ones to get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2-PaRPwI/AAAAAAAACX4/kDwWdpQqDlQ/s1600-h/141220082136.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104974379958018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2-PaRPwI/AAAAAAAACX4/kDwWdpQqDlQ/s320/141220082136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Waiting around for everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh290tXVlI/AAAAAAAACXw/mK4OA5yS3xs/s1600-h/141220082137.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104967212291666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh290tXVlI/AAAAAAAACXw/mK4OA5yS3xs/s320/141220082137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; Bored jua udah tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2fnobOwI/AAAAAAAACXo/pc6M-pRR2BQ/s1600-h/141220082138.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104448305838850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2fnobOwI/AAAAAAAACXo/pc6M-pRR2BQ/s320/141220082138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally, tua came! We were very happy cause they brought &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2fvM-wqI/AAAAAAAACXg/sVV4V1mxY0E/s1600-h/141220082139.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104450338210466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2fvM-wqI/AAAAAAAACXg/sVV4V1mxY0E/s320/141220082139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; Payah-payah kan parking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2fjTcQ8I/AAAAAAAACXY/8swy_wh8xIw/s1600-h/141220082140.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104447144084418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2fjTcQ8I/AAAAAAAACXY/8swy_wh8xIw/s320/141220082140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;No, not a good spot.. Change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2fH2S6mI/AAAAAAAACXQ/f5qCHwE_lHM/s1600-h/141220082142.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104439774079586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2fH2S6mI/AAAAAAAACXQ/f5qCHwE_lHM/s320/141220082142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Meriah jua sedikit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2e8LHLuI/AAAAAAAACXI/7haDECUKItA/s1600-h/141220082147.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285104436640165602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh2e8LHLuI/AAAAAAAACXI/7haDECUKItA/s320/141220082147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tua brought a bike! Bungsu brought a mini-motor! Talk about awesome! For everyone else, I mean.. Aku inda plang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0kQerdvI/AAAAAAAACXA/KVJ7Jj2cLPA/s1600-h/141220082152.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285102328967034610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0kQerdvI/AAAAAAAACXA/KVJ7Jj2cLPA/s320/141220082152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;*gasp* Syakirah! Who is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0kGaRPfI/AAAAAAAACW4/Uc5zl2BKg78/s1600-h/141220082155.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285102326264184306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0kGaRPfI/AAAAAAAACW4/Uc5zl2BKg78/s320/141220082155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Makan.. Jangan tak makan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0jzCjUiI/AAAAAAAACWw/zbLtAi7adGU/s1600-h/141220082156.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285102321064432162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0jzCjUiI/AAAAAAAACWw/zbLtAi7adGU/s320/141220082156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bisai seluarnya a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0jzkjUwI/AAAAAAAACWo/dMEMqJVZ0JE/s1600-h/141220082157.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285102321207038722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0jzkjUwI/AAAAAAAACWo/dMEMqJVZ0JE/s320/141220082157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lonely jua~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0j1VdSuI/AAAAAAAACWg/nwlJ0O4kHiw/s1600-h/141220082160.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285102321680599778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVh0j1VdSuI/AAAAAAAACWg/nwlJ0O4kHiw/s320/141220082160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That's Ana. Scary niece of mine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzLT4h34I/AAAAAAAACWY/jAzLgpYBdsM/s1600-h/141220082167.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285100800872406914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzLT4h34I/AAAAAAAACWY/jAzLgpYBdsM/s320/141220082167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ana, Matin &amp;amp; Syafiq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Later, we got bored so Frah, Syiqah &amp;amp; I went to see the bunnies on sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzLAvwkbI/AAAAAAAACWQ/Wspyj3YZHjk/s1600-h/141220082169.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285100795735347634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzLAvwkbI/AAAAAAAACWQ/Wspyj3YZHjk/s320/141220082169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; The bunny got loose and Syiqah picked it up @_@'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzLI-s68I/AAAAAAAACWI/vYxGyEksZjU/s1600-h/141220082173.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285100797945506754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzLI-s68I/AAAAAAAACWI/vYxGyEksZjU/s320/141220082173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bunnies galore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then, we went back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzK8cl6oI/AAAAAAAACWA/mf7zcempBxw/s1600-h/141220082179.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285100794581215874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzK8cl6oI/AAAAAAAACWA/mf7zcempBxw/s320/141220082179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Look! Danish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzKvbcflI/AAAAAAAACV4/jFTrf12nVH4/s1600-h/141220082182.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285100791086743122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhzKvbcflI/AAAAAAAACV4/jFTrf12nVH4/s320/141220082182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's another lonely person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxp8PzHJI/AAAAAAAACVw/_nu2Rs_AMzI/s1600-h/141220082183.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285099128080243858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxp8PzHJI/AAAAAAAACVw/_nu2Rs_AMzI/s320/141220082183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Meeting between my mum and two annoying little girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxp0FkDvI/AAAAAAAACVo/21kywzWK30U/s1600-h/141220082184.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285099125889830642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxp0FkDvI/AAAAAAAACVo/21kywzWK30U/s320/141220082184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Even the boys are having a conference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxptLJzfI/AAAAAAAACVg/TfqgLux4FZU/s1600-h/141220082186.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285099124034227698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxptLJzfI/AAAAAAAACVg/TfqgLux4FZU/s320/141220082186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And now my mummy is left all alone~ =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxpidx9rI/AAAAAAAACVY/qFim52gJ0-k/s1600-h/141220082194.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285099121159567026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxpidx9rI/AAAAAAAACVY/qFim52gJ0-k/s320/141220082194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Muda is menyaya-ing c-Ayyub &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxpdcLcGI/AAAAAAAACVQ/iPM4ZIwNgYk/s1600-h/141220082196.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285099119810670690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhxpdcLcGI/AAAAAAAACVQ/iPM4ZIwNgYk/s320/141220082196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nice shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhvewtlZxI/AAAAAAAACVI/VrEoTfuo1lw/s1600-h/141220082202.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285096736982132498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhvewtlZxI/AAAAAAAACVI/VrEoTfuo1lw/s320/141220082202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Amit &amp;amp; Abel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhvepU6P2I/AAAAAAAACVA/wmuIKRerzkg/s1600-h/141220082206.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285096734999592802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhvepU6P2I/AAAAAAAACVA/wmuIKRerzkg/s320/141220082206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhvejiybHI/AAAAAAAACU4/bHizSKSnsMk/s1600-h/141220082207.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285096733447187570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhvejiybHI/AAAAAAAACU4/bHizSKSnsMk/s320/141220082207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another&lt;/span&gt; conference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhvesJ7X6I/AAAAAAAACUw/B7kX0q2LKbI/s1600-h/141220082209.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285096735758835618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhvesJ7X6I/AAAAAAAACUw/B7kX0q2LKbI/s320/141220082209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Danish and his daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhveSotT7I/AAAAAAAACUo/pPZIG-ywqmc/s1600-h/141220082211.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285096728908615602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVhveSotT7I/AAAAAAAACUo/pPZIG-ywqmc/s320/141220082211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Everybody~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;We had fun.. We got ice cream. We saw bunnies. Syafiq killed crabs. Everyone rode the motorbike. 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I get to post these particular piccies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeHCGvW-VI/AAAAAAAACUg/oDYU28y2Siw/s1600-h/131220082082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284841157981305170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeHCGvW-VI/AAAAAAAACUg/oDYU28y2Siw/s320/131220082082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the nyummy nyummy cake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeHBohnqcI/AAAAAAAACUY/4zZsRppH3II/s1600-h/131220082086.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284841149870614978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeHBohnqcI/AAAAAAAACUY/4zZsRppH3II/s320/131220082086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Adam is scared of Ana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGs7liweI/AAAAAAAACUQ/UuQQZlCaIf4/s1600-h/131220082087.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840794210091490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGs7liweI/AAAAAAAACUQ/UuQQZlCaIf4/s320/131220082087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; They're having trouble getting Adam to even look at the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGsyB-veI/AAAAAAAACUI/tiaEZ_A5Z-4/s1600-h/131220082088.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840791645011426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGsyB-veI/AAAAAAAACUI/tiaEZ_A5Z-4/s320/131220082088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Hafidz videoing everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGsmjsJiI/AAAAAAAACUA/ISR37F2mEEE/s1600-h/131220082089.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840788565173794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGsmjsJiI/AAAAAAAACUA/ISR37F2mEEE/s320/131220082089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ana gets to celebrate her birthday too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGseuEh0I/AAAAAAAACT4/FxWhEod3N6I/s1600-h/131220082091.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840786461230914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGseuEh0I/AAAAAAAACT4/FxWhEod3N6I/s320/131220082091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Happy belated birthday Ana ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After that, we all went outside for the &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Lucky Draw'&lt;/span&gt; that we have for almost every &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;FUN&lt;/span&gt; occasion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGsILNoFI/AAAAAAAACTw/2MjoSCkBFbI/s1600-h/131220082095.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284840780409446482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeGsILNoFI/AAAAAAAACTw/2MjoSCkBFbI/s320/131220082095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Frah &amp;amp; I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEa_Y5kII/AAAAAAAACTo/tb8_duIOr_s/s1600-h/131220082100.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284838286969901186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEa_Y5kII/AAAAAAAACTo/tb8_duIOr_s/s320/131220082100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; The kids on the mini bouncer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEawWalcI/AAAAAAAACTg/24o6WEqw098/s1600-h/131220082101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284838282932950466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEawWalcI/AAAAAAAACTg/24o6WEqw098/s320/131220082101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Syiqah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEacUbNHI/AAAAAAAACTY/Gz7yoeKSrgI/s1600-h/131220082103.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284838277555893362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEacUbNHI/AAAAAAAACTY/Gz7yoeKSrgI/s320/131220082103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEZ6BJmDI/AAAAAAAACTQ/a-1iuMPap28/s1600-h/131220082105.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284838268348241970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEZ6BJmDI/AAAAAAAACTQ/a-1iuMPap28/s320/131220082105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Some of the lucky draw prizes. I think those are keychains or something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEZg0PzkI/AAAAAAAACTI/JCttLlQSEfw/s1600-h/131220082106.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284838261583236674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeEZg0PzkI/AAAAAAAACTI/JCttLlQSEfw/s320/131220082106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I don't know where this mess came from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDA_ReF-I/AAAAAAAACTA/JQJ1OQFUymA/s1600-h/131220082107.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284836740750514146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDA_ReF-I/AAAAAAAACTA/JQJ1OQFUymA/s320/131220082107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDAqqiCSI/AAAAAAAACS4/DLbfuF-Gxw0/s1600-h/131220082108.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284836735218485538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDAqqiCSI/AAAAAAAACS4/DLbfuF-Gxw0/s320/131220082108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Iying and some of the boys let off fireworks =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDAh_Dd8I/AAAAAAAACSw/plE96r_aS7I/s1600-h/131220082110.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284836732888643522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDAh_Dd8I/AAAAAAAACSw/plE96r_aS7I/s320/131220082110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Irah &amp;amp; I. We worked hard to help the &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Lucky Draw'&lt;/span&gt;. I was in charge of writing down everyone's names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDAcM0SXI/AAAAAAAACSo/rCFHU-KiLgc/s1600-h/131220082111.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284836731335756146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDAcM0SXI/AAAAAAAACSo/rCFHU-KiLgc/s320/131220082111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Getting ready for &lt;strong&gt;Musical Chairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDAD7kwoI/AAAAAAAACSg/h91ldX3QTl8/s1600-h/131220082115.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284836724820984450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeDAD7kwoI/AAAAAAAACSg/h91ldX3QTl8/s320/131220082115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I forgot who that is but I decided to post it anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB3sS1o2I/AAAAAAAACSY/GGUfN1YPHU8/s1600-h/131220082116.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835481525527394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB3sS1o2I/AAAAAAAACSY/GGUfN1YPHU8/s320/131220082116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Me &amp;amp; Anas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB3BiD_iI/AAAAAAAACSQ/0pWzUfxw4BM/s1600-h/131220082118.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835470046658082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB3BiD_iI/AAAAAAAACSQ/0pWzUfxw4BM/s320/131220082118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB2e8XOdI/AAAAAAAACSI/vkwzilZNJOE/s1600-h/131220082119.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835460761729490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB2e8XOdI/AAAAAAAACSI/vkwzilZNJOE/s320/131220082119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Anas &amp;amp; Syafiq doing what they do best.. Things that normal people like us will never understand ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB2foxIHI/AAAAAAAACSA/enWpPIwbINk/s1600-h/131220082120.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835460947976306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB2foxIHI/AAAAAAAACSA/enWpPIwbINk/s320/131220082120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Take a piccy of me, ne Anas-chan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB0HgzFtI/AAAAAAAACR4/xLCxlMdc5B8/s1600-h/131220082123.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284835420112361170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeB0HgzFtI/AAAAAAAACR4/xLCxlMdc5B8/s320/131220082123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Icha got a prize for playing &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'Stop Dance'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAxpwbhBI/AAAAAAAACRw/a4h6qUM2KdI/s1600-h/131220082125.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284834278253495314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAxpwbhBI/AAAAAAAACRw/a4h6qUM2KdI/s320/131220082125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Me &amp;amp; Frah sitting down, tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAuVZ8toI/AAAAAAAACRo/bF-ANxWt42c/s1600-h/131220082127.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284834221250885250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAuVZ8toI/AAAAAAAACRo/bF-ANxWt42c/s320/131220082127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; Iman, you look so lonely over there so I had to take a piccy of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAuXLt6HI/AAAAAAAACRg/ulNrERhc_og/s1600-h/131220082128.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284834221728065650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAuXLt6HI/AAAAAAAACRg/ulNrERhc_og/s320/131220082128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Birthday boy on the bouncer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAuIBwICI/AAAAAAAACRY/RDUCgMX1U9w/s1600-h/131220082129.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284834217659736098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAuIBwICI/AAAAAAAACRY/RDUCgMX1U9w/s320/131220082129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Some of the adults that are left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAt2eDvUI/AAAAAAAACRQ/B6EZ4iBoyNU/s1600-h/131220082132.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284834212946623810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeAt2eDvUI/AAAAAAAACRQ/B6EZ4iBoyNU/s320/131220082132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Icha wants to get on the motorcycle &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which is the source of the light)&lt;/span&gt; with Tua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, that's all for tonight. I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh! By the way, I almost forgot.. Here's a fanficcy that got dedicated to me! :D So totally unexpected!! It's titled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jishu.livejournal.com/35531.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Black Butterflies of Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt; and the sequel is&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jishu.livejournal.com/35689.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;Death God Apprentice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;. They're both &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;! I'm hoping that there's another sequel coming up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-1733012245196446409?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/1733012245196446409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=1733012245196446409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1733012245196446409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/1733012245196446409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/12/adams-birthday-celebration.html' title='Adam&apos;s birthday celebration..'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SVeHCGvW-VI/AAAAAAAACUg/oDYU28y2Siw/s72-c/131220082082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-3266633345374694534</id><published>2008-12-24T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:16:47.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>10 Random Facts =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Rules :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- each blogger starts with &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ten&lt;/span&gt; random facts/habits about themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- at the end of your blog you need to choose 10 people you`re going to tag and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. i'm scared of semut pdas @_@&lt;br /&gt;2. i like to take candid piccies&lt;br /&gt;3. i love Yesung-oppa from SuJu&lt;br /&gt;4. I really like Junsu-oppa from DBSK&lt;br /&gt;5. i love to laugh&lt;br /&gt;6. i dont know why but i like slow/love songs more than lgu rancak although i still like lgu2 yg rancak&lt;br /&gt;7. i love singing "Gemilang" at the karaoke at UNI arcade at the mall&lt;br /&gt;8. i enjoy eating ~_~&lt;br /&gt;9. i can't swim&lt;br /&gt;10. i'm scared of heights =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;People to tag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(on request X])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyone else who wanna do it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*End of Post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-3266633345374694534?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/3266633345374694534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=3266633345374694534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3266633345374694534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3266633345374694534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/12/10-random-facts-p.html' title='10 Random Facts =P'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-1731949128454486352</id><published>2008-12-23T20:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:18:10.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Another tag~ Whee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) when do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;erm 23 to 25?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) what you want the most now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to get really good grades so i can get a scholarship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) who is the person you trust the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my little sister even though she can be the most untrustable person ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sometimes i have enough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) if you can have a dream come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my dream is to go to a university in UK. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well isnt it true? its science right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) what are you afraid to lose right now?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my friends Nisa &amp;amp; Fish who is staying at MD while the rest of us perish in this horrible place you call PTEK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) do you believe in eternal love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i guess so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) if you meet someone you love,will you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;most likely not.. im a coward.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) list out 3 good points of the person who tagged you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dont really know her that well... nice, taggable &amp;amp; obsessed with DBSK ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) what are the requirements do you wish from the other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;trust, understanding and uhm.. funny x...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) what type of person you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;people who act like they know me when they don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) do you cherish every friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;no duh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) what do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) do you find the needs to have a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well no but it would be nice to have one~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) at this point in time, would you rather be a heartbreaker or heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'd rather be the heartbroken one. i dont like to hurt people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) what kind of friend do you want to be in your friend's eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the kind of friend you can turn to for help or just to talk to. dependable n reliable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(Sama kh 2?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) describe the person who tag you in 6 words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nice, obsessed with SuJu, obsessed with DBSK, taggable, erm.. the person that knows all DBSK news, erm.. dunno what else.. like i said, dont know her that well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) the place you wanted to go most with your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Korea, Japan, UK...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)the 3 people you wanna tag with this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My twin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;*end of post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-1731949128454486352?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/1731949128454486352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-7996527311128672705</id><published>2008-12-04T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:25:01.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged from LJ</title><content type='html'>01) Are you currently in a serious relationship?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02) What was your dream growing up?&lt;br /&gt;To become an astronomer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03) What talent do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;Erm dancing? Or singing? Or basically any talent at all XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Erm Sprite x?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05) Favorite vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;Pakis.. I dunno the english word for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06) What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;The Time Traveller's Wife by Audrey Niffeneger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07) What zodiac sign are you?&lt;br /&gt;Taurus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.&lt;br /&gt;haha i wish..im too scared xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09) Worst Habit?&lt;br /&gt;erm playing with my lips.. especially when they're chapped hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?&lt;br /&gt;if u look like u need a ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What is your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;soccer but i cant play ahha so maybe netball... traditional dance is a sport kh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have a Pessimistic or Optimistic attitude?&lt;br /&gt;depends on my mood.. if im in a good mood, im pessimistic =D just because its fun to complain ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?&lt;br /&gt;panic... O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;erm when my little sister had an accident on the motorbike T^T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Tell me one weird fact about you.&lt;br /&gt;pyah jua sln2 ny ani... erm i guess that i can become half-stalker when i have a crush X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;haha no im too irresponsible and lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'd slam the door in your face? haha no lah.. erm i'd get all awkward and polite haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;erm i dunno eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?&lt;br /&gt;neither... they're kinda lame haha but that's ok. i like lame :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;my hair.. i think it's too flat =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;br /&gt;erm depends on the situation lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) What color eyes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;dark dark brown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Ever been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;haha please. do i look like someone who would get arrested? xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Bottle or can soda?&lt;br /&gt;bottle. cause it's more fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;put it in my bank account but use some to go crazy in the bookstore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Favorite band to listen to when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;DBSK. particular song - Rising Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What's your favorite place to hang out at?&lt;br /&gt;my room or the karaoke place at Uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;not really. i believe in spirits though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;internet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you swear a lot?&lt;br /&gt;in private ada lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;i dnt have pets bh kta ku &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;awkward XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?&lt;br /&gt;yes. but not too much romance. atu luan jua haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Favourite and least favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;favourite - chocolates &amp;amp; apples =p&lt;br /&gt;least favorite - erm ntah.. apa sja yg aku na ska mkn la hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Tag 5 people to do this.&lt;br /&gt;i. Mas&lt;br /&gt;ii. LinaFiqah&lt;br /&gt;iii. My twin&lt;br /&gt;iv. Fish&lt;br /&gt;v. Wee-wee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-7996527311128672705?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/7996527311128672705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=7996527311128672705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7996527311128672705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7996527311128672705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-from-lj.html' title='Tagged from LJ'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-2428239192614657390</id><published>2008-12-02T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:27:11.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged by my twin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What's the relationship of you with him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Erm she's my stalker? ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;5 impressions towards him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. well i dont actually know her but she's kinda weird stalking me haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2. she's determined, as in she did a lot to find out things about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3. she seems vain psal byk gmbrny haha sma th mcam aku 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4. erm... she seems to be 24 hours online :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;5. she's honest, ngakun jua ia stalking aku ahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The most memorable thing that she/he said to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;she said she has guy stalkers haha i only got her ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The most memorable thing that she/he have done to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;erm well not to me exactly but its about me. ia bekarih mncari gmbr ku arh be2 ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If she/he becomes your lover, you will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;erm thats kinda weird.. i dont wanna think about it xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If she/he becomes your enemy, you will...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;erm feel sad la.. i dun like having enemies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If she/he becomes your love, she/he has to improve on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;still kinda weird.. kn jwp pun, i dunno her that well so i dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If she/he becomes your enemy, the reason is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;maybe she doesnt like having a clone x?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The most desirable thing to do on him/her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;take a picture side by side n show it to people haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The overall impression on him/her is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;she's ok hhehe but like i said, alum knal bnar bh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;How do you think people around you feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;maybe im annoying? like i tend to make lame jokes without even realizing it.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The character of you about yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lazy bum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;On contrary, the character of yourself you hate is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lazy bum n i can be selfish sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The most ideal person you wanna be is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;someone who can make other people happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;For the people who care about you and likes you, say something about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;aww thats sweet but i think u like the wrong person haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;10 people you tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;1. Buzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;2. Buttercup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;3. Manager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4. Fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;5. Harith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;6. Mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;7. Bazli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;8. Aidah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;9. Wanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;10. Nab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Who is No.2 having relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;oh she's single hahaha that's a funny question for some reason ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;No.3 is a female or male?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;female ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If No.7 and No.10 were together, would it be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;erm i dunno... it seems like a weird couple somehow :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;How about No.5 and No.8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;haha yea only in my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What is No.1 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the same subjects as me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Is No.4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;erm actually nda ku tau O_o ahha although i think aku prnah tnya ia plg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;if i had to guess, id say she's single plg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Say something about No.6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;erm whats to say about c-Mas a... na tau haha when i skip EAS, I hang out with her ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-2428239192614657390?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/2428239192614657390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=2428239192614657390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2428239192614657390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/2428239192614657390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-my-twin.html' title='Tagged by my twin'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-6493787130905970413</id><published>2008-12-01T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:27:11.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;write your full name using your elbow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;no backspacing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tag some people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;dkin wsi9t9nqawkjmqol9ijaqnpgtndpnmhjum rosli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haah i only got my dad's name right..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tagged:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Buttercup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Manager&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. My clone? ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Fish!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-6493787130905970413?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/6493787130905970413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=6493787130905970413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6493787130905970413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/6493787130905970413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/12/write-your-full-name-using-your-elbow.html' title=''/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-3544416040287371542</id><published>2008-11-19T14:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:10:02.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't act X_x</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, we had to act the last scene of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"A View From The Bridge"&lt;/span&gt; by Arthur Miller for Lit. class. Kami kana bagi tiga groups with seven people in each and we had to act out the same scene. Whichever group has the best production gets a prize &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(whatever that may be)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my group consists of Farah, Fawzul, Fiqah, Khatijah, me, Nabilah sama Vernon. Note that I listed us out alphabetically. &lt;strike&gt;I'm such a complete dork&lt;/strike&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characters were as follows &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(again, characters are alphabetical)&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alfieri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(the lawyer/narrator)&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nabilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Beatrice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(the wife)&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Catherine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(the niece)&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eddie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(the main character)&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Farah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Louis&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(the main character's friend)&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Khatijah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(the wife's distant cousin)&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fawzul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rodolpho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(the wife's distant cousin's brother ;p)&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vernon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details of the plot, if you've never heard of the play, ada di &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sparknotes.com/drama/viewbridge/summary.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sini&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All three groups got to perform their piece today. It was pretty funny. We couldn't stop laughing. Group pertama, no offence, but they were a bit lacking in emotions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The second group was my group.. I seriously couldn't stop laughing for some reason.. Inda cali pun.. Like, the scene is where Eddie gets killed!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What's funny about that??&lt;/span&gt; But I just couldn't stop laughing. For every single line, except for my first line, I was laughing. Kinda ruined our production, I think. I laughed so much there were tears in my eyes. How embarrassing~ We were so good when we practised.. Darn it.. I was supposed to make the knife but I forgot.. I only remembered right when I was planning to sleep last night so I just drew on a hasty knife-shape on a box of chocolates and cut it out.. It was not bad actually. It was all shiny on one side so it might have passed off as a pretty good prop.. But then, I lost it somewhere in school or in the car so I found a long ruler in my history class that we used.. Hahaha skati ku ganya ngambil a.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fiqah actually has a sore throat but she was pretty awesome. At least, ia inda ketawa.. Farah was pretty cool as Eddie. With her expressions and everything. And Vernon can make a pretty decent 'serious' character... But I just had to ruin everything by laughing the whole time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The third group was not bad.. Muni is a pretty good 'male' character... Tapi I think their version of the scene was the funniest.. Because they kept forgetting where they were and everything. Hahahah &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;how can I not laugh??&lt;/span&gt; I mean, I laughed at my group's acting, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why not theirs right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hope Nabilah puts the videos &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(she recorded all three versions)&lt;/span&gt; ke dalam computernya so that I can take our group's. I wanna post it on Youtube and then post it here so you all can see. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-3544416040287371542?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/3544416040287371542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=3544416040287371542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3544416040287371542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/3544416040287371542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-act-xx.html' title='I can&apos;t act X_x'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-7384423725147676012</id><published>2008-11-17T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T20:47:09.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pidato performance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;I think I mentioned before that Cultural Night was cancelled.. I don't remember though.. Payah wa banyak blog ani... You can't keep track of what you wrote where and when..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;Anyway, in case I haven't mentioned this, instead of Cultural Night, kami buat persembahan untuk perlawanan ucapan a.k.a. pidato next week. Rusydi actually asked me if I wanted to join.. Uh, no... Sorry. Public speaking ain't my thing. Although I would like to have more confidence speaking in front of people, making speeches isn't really what I had in mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;Anyway, our practice today was kinda rigorous. Since I go on stage three times, ngalih jua ku tu... Although I'm still not great with the steps, it's not so bad now. I think~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;I'm kinda scared.. &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What if I forget the steps? What if I trip??&lt;/span&gt; O_o Scary thought.. Aku paksa pindah-pindah jua, as in which side I come out to the stage, three times. That means I have to run backstage to the other side three times. Let me tell you something, the stage isn't exactly small...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#660000;"&gt;Okay, I just lost my train of thought.. Jim-Jim keeps annoying me, asking me if we're moving to Katok or not.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What am I??? A government official or something?&lt;/span&gt; Whatever... I'm annoyed now. I don't wanna write no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7877859754593544023-7384423725147676012?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/7384423725147676012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=7384423725147676012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7384423725147676012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7384423725147676012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/11/pidato-performance.html' title='Pidato performance'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-7009456422227867234</id><published>2008-11-15T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:11:54.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna chill T^T</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My exams are over... The syllabus &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(inda temasuk Socio &amp;amp; Lit)&lt;/span&gt; is finished.. I wanna chill now! I don't wanna study! I'm in the holiday mood already!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Mrs. Izan doesn't like the idea of us doing nothing for the next two weeks before th term holiday so she decided to start on next year's syllabus this Monday. No!!! Boring kli a! If she doesn't want us to do nothing, then she can assign projects for us or something! I don't wanna study! T^T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sociologyis getting boringer as we get nearer the end of the term. I actually fell asleep for a few minutes in class today hahaha... Tapi aku tunduk banar yatah Sir inda tau wawawa~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For Lit, we have to act out the last scene of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"A View From The Bridge"&lt;/span&gt;. Aku jadi si Catherine! Whoo! Although Beatrice's part is more awesomer there. It's gonna be so embarrassing! ;$&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna go to EAS~ It's getting boringer as well... Boring, boring, boring!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have three essays to finish by Monday. This sucks eh.. Aku na mo skulah!! T^T&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/7877859754593544023-7009456422227867234?l=not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/feeds/7009456422227867234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7877859754593544023&amp;postID=7009456422227867234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7009456422227867234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7877859754593544023/posts/default/7009456422227867234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://not-what-i-expected.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wanna-chill-tt.html' title='I wanna chill T^T'/><author><name>Amalina Fitri</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2h79AzYAoQs/SWR7ow_keOI/AAAAAAAACaw/2HlfUkFaKZQ/S220/031220081840.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877859754593544023.post-3903031398412727514</id><published>2008-11-05T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:52:18.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIP's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-f
