<?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-30860077</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:24:27.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>h1dayah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>796</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-8449074988917845054</id><published>2010-09-06T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T23:08:16.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will love u till my last breathe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok jg vomit! Haha! Bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-8449074988917845054?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/8449074988917845054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=8449074988917845054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8449074988917845054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8449074988917845054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-will-love-u-till-my-last-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4051610566199853868</id><published>2010-08-29T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T00:59:09.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna do everything with u before its too late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4051610566199853868?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4051610566199853868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4051610566199853868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4051610566199853868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4051610566199853868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wanna-do-everything-with-u-before-its.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2899802496618294182</id><published>2010-08-23T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T20:35:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it worth for all this while? Why now then u start to show me all the wonderful colours? Why? U freak and stressed me out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2899802496618294182?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2899802496618294182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2899802496618294182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2899802496618294182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2899802496618294182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/08/is-it-worth-for-all-this-while-why-now.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1758823802032759011</id><published>2010-08-22T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T01:08:57.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its so hard to spilt an equal time between friends and family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate mysf for always be the one that haf to be patience. I hate to make mysf calm when i noe im not satisfied. I had to lie to mysf that everything is ok when its not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything doesnt goes well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i met up with my click 5. I miss them so much...!!! For once i felt so happy and not a lonely girlfriend. I was so emptied for pass few daes. Yes! Empty heart everything i had everything in life before n now its empty. I donnoe where to gain the happiness in my life back if its not u that put a lil bit more time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the werd is "bear with it. It for our future." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1758823802032759011?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1758823802032759011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1758823802032759011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1758823802032759011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1758823802032759011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-so-hard-to-spilt-equal-time-between.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4420847541993296805</id><published>2010-08-20T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T21:48:27.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outsidethe door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dunnoe how much u appreciate me in ur life but what i know i am willing to take a step futher with you in life and to love u as what u are, dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4420847541993296805?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4420847541993296805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4420847541993296805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4420847541993296805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4420847541993296805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/08/marriage-when-i-got-home-that-night-as.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4906822441522554682</id><published>2010-08-16T05:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T05:32:32.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish my mind was empty without any worries... I miss the old time wer by we use to meet up often. Now it seems bored to me. Weekend will end early as he will be werking at night. Everything will have to end early. I hate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4906822441522554682?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4906822441522554682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4906822441522554682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4906822441522554682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4906822441522554682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wish-my-mind-was-empty-without-any.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-9101326143521715937</id><published>2010-07-29T07:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T07:52:12.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dun want to trade u with anythings. Cus ure already the best thing that i had in my life. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-9101326143521715937?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/9101326143521715937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=9101326143521715937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/9101326143521715937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/9101326143521715937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-dun-want-to-trade-u-with-anythings.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4119041524349913751</id><published>2010-07-27T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T12:39:51.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Left with 10 months 22 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4119041524349913751?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4119041524349913751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4119041524349913751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4119041524349913751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4119041524349913751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/07/left-with-10-months-22-days.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1426566466316994766</id><published>2010-07-23T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T20:33:46.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can i sleep and wake up and knoe that its a year ahead. I dun wish to knoe what is happening next to me. I dun wish to knoe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God will never gives u a hard life if HE knows u cant face it. I believe in that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1426566466316994766?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1426566466316994766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1426566466316994766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1426566466316994766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1426566466316994766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/07/can-i-sleep-and-wake-up-and-knoe-that.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5888413170833445591</id><published>2010-07-23T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T10:43:28.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If god gives us extra time in our daily life, its not for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5888413170833445591?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5888413170833445591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5888413170833445591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5888413170833445591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5888413170833445591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-god-gives-us-extra-time-in-our-daily.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6188575010268519693</id><published>2010-07-17T06:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T06:32:53.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am loving u with my whole heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jgn lah u kena masuk camp nnti. Heartache tau cus tak dpt dating nnti! Hmmph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6188575010268519693?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6188575010268519693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6188575010268519693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6188575010268519693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6188575010268519693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-loving-u-with-my-whole-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2752944145770055966</id><published>2010-07-14T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T22:02:14.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our daily life will not always be the same. We will experience up and down in everything we do. I am so thankful to have my parents and fiancee with me thru thick and thin. Without u guys, my life is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 11 more month my life and my beloved fiancee will change. I am hoping to hve a steady relationship with him. I am loving him although theres so many circumstances in between our lives. I look up on him for taking good care of me. Giving me hope in almost everything i do. What else would i want? My life is almost perfect with u dear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U may not see it but i could feel it. ;) thank u so much dear. Life is wonderful with u. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to my hand and dun let it go even for a second cus ure my pillar of strength. I love you abang. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;your fiance, &lt;br /&gt;hidayah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2752944145770055966?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2752944145770055966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2752944145770055966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2752944145770055966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2752944145770055966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-daily-life-will-not-always-be-same.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6536815131875052357</id><published>2010-06-29T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T22:40:48.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am stress now.. If only i could be what i always wanted in life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am stress with what is happening and what will happen in the future. I will not tell everything here. Its good that i wrote them in my new love. If my new love could talk and gives me suggestion, isnt it great? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to actually express it here... So many things in mind. ;,( haiz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is thr best person that could listen and feel me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6536815131875052357?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6536815131875052357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6536815131875052357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6536815131875052357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6536815131875052357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-stress-now.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4488596329532564078</id><published>2010-06-28T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:04:53.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i get irritated by sumone that keeps on saying things over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. thats not important. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in two weeks time me and omar will be gg for a flat selection. im pretty happy. very very very happy! the next thing after wedding is to save monies for our newly homey. :D yay! excited to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to design that home with what ive learn. hhaha. cant wait for the result! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but lagi lama lah! eh im sooo out of topic lah seh! i dunnoe what to blog! like seriously my mind is sooo blank. and i cant activate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess my mind nak sleep kot?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye dear! jgn marah2 okay. at least i blog! seriously tkde story seh! tk kan i nak buat cite kan?! bohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4488596329532564078?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4488596329532564078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4488596329532564078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4488596329532564078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4488596329532564078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4924810218063922089</id><published>2010-06-22T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:29:27.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr love, come home soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4924810218063922089?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4924810218063922089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4924810218063922089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4924810218063922089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4924810218063922089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/mr-love-come-home-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-8950816178042933180</id><published>2010-06-20T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T18:43:56.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Abg... Yest was fun.  I love the way u hold back ur "miss" towards me. Hugging me titely at e carpark just makes me feel so fortunate to have u with me abg. I cant hold my tears but to cry each time i think of u, trying very hard to achieve the happiness for our future. U know what abg, ure the best man! holding on to my hands, running from trafic light to traffic light yest just makes my day. Whistling and hugging each other while walking, just makes my day too! And, yest infront of the door u stood still looking at every single thing i do i know it hurts! So sorrie.. Emotional runs wild. But hey! Of cus i wont let u go of without a smile on ur face. Thank u so much for the wonderful day yest! Yes i enjoyed it.. :)) thank u thank u thank u! Muack! Happy 93rd monthsary and a year for our engagement abg! Promise me we will always be together no matter what happens. I'll promise u, u will get More excitement in the future with me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt lie to whatever i said. Its true. U did a great job yest! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only arwah abah is here to celebrate this father's day here with us... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al fatehah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-8950816178042933180?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/8950816178042933180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=8950816178042933180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8950816178042933180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8950816178042933180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/abg.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-8467269100843108575</id><published>2010-06-15T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:34:20.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:''''( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not lying but i am crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-8467269100843108575?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/8467269100843108575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=8467269100843108575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8467269100843108575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8467269100843108575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-not-lying-but-i-am-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-3091516553715243369</id><published>2010-06-15T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:17:31.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kickboxing is getting fast. All the moves is fast! I cant catch it. I cant even concentrate on it and memories it. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk tsk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back start to ache. Ouch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comp is organising a trip to desaru... Im sooo excited!!! Cannot wait!! Sekali tak jadi ehk! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last week of july i will be leaving sg... I guess so lah if its confirm... Will be gg to genting... Excited once again... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klah. Im so shagged. Wanna sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-3091516553715243369?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/3091516553715243369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=3091516553715243369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3091516553715243369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3091516553715243369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/kickboxing-is-getting-fast.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2774560829458681900</id><published>2010-06-13T03:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T03:29:00.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know its not u who replied the text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2774560829458681900?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2774560829458681900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2774560829458681900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2774560829458681900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2774560829458681900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-know-its-not-u-who-replied-text.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2797215988225839032</id><published>2010-06-11T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:29:47.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish i was strong to face this. I wish... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knoe this is a challenge for me to go thru tis. But why is it too tough for me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, u will always b the one to understand me more than anyone in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bby, i hope ure doing fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'''(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2797215988225839032?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2797215988225839032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2797215988225839032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2797215988225839032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2797215988225839032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wish-i-was-strong-to-face-this.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5537983977550025472</id><published>2010-06-10T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T23:16:16.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jus got back from my grandpa hse.. Im so shagged. Havent been sleeping peacefully. Im back to werk. Many many things to do! Haiz. Been handling no fix project. Like whatever! Im so tired to talk about werk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna share sumthing with all of u. No offence. I started to feel that sumtimes pple are just blinded by their ego and emotional. I sumtime wonder why pple would changed after they get to know sumone for a long time. I got no answer to it.. Im still lost. But isnt it supposed to be like when u got so close and maybe u love that person u wouldnt mind share everything with him or her. My answer may be wrong and may be right to others... Im still confused abt this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isnt everything that we dreamt of. We can dream of having a good companion with everyone that we love, but we should also know that not all pple will have the same dream as theirs. So, if u dun have a same dream to maybe strive for sumthing in life, why would u stick ursf to that person? Why? Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no answer to that still. I am so confused with mysf. I know whether shld i follow my instinct. Haiz. And anothet thing. Would u ever compare your life now and the past that u go thru?? And brag abt it? I think we shld at least think and said, "someone have been helping me in the past and why must i say all the good things that i have now?? I should say that person was the one that help me alot in the past" i dun understand why pple tend to change when their life was at a higher state now. I seriously dunnoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can do is to keep mysf think and think throughout thr day. Without realising that ive laid back on my werk. Oh dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive read my friends fb and her friends comment make me realise that, when someone starts to change in ur life, that is not a good sign. Isnt it loving someone is all abt u and ur partner. Whereby u enjoy every single sec in ur life? Saying it all out is hard rather thab being thru it. I totally agreed with tat. It makes me wiser in choosing sumone for me to shower with all my love and care, every single thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got it now. It makes me wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulilah. Kau tunjuk aku jalan yg benar dan cahaya yg terang untuk menbimbingi ku...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5537983977550025472?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5537983977550025472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5537983977550025472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5537983977550025472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5537983977550025472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/jus-got-back-from-my-grandpa-hse.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-9124146694232208449</id><published>2010-06-08T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T16:51:39.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No body will expect the person tat we care and love would leave us behind.... I was crying on the train having to know that my grandad past away this morning... I didnt expect it to happen. This is my 2nd time to get this type of news... Although im not that close to my grandpa, of cus the sad feeling i will still be in me... All i have now is my grandma.. Bad news, she will have to be in indonesia as she is not a p.r here is sg... Haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at my grandpa and see the calmness at his face.. I cried each time i saw his face... I couldNt bear to lose sumone that i love again. Its so sad. Looking at everybody's face just make me realise that no matter how far we are to each other, the feeling of losing sumone is sooo great.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knoe god loves him more than anyone here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, maafkan lah atuk aku.. Letak kan lah dia di tempat2 org yg beriman... Jauh kan lah dia dari api neraka... Amin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u grandpa.. ;'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al fatihah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-9124146694232208449?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/9124146694232208449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=9124146694232208449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/9124146694232208449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/9124146694232208449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-body-will-expect-person-tat-we-care.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2132755547535940985</id><published>2010-06-07T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:48:42.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive been trying to upload pic thru iphone but i guess it cant.. Well ive been forgeting to update for the past few daes. Guess im currently stuck or better werd will be into movies lately.. Thats the only way for me to keep mysf occupied.. Since my dear fiance is v v v busy, thats the reason why ive been watching movies like nobody business. Guess that will be the main reason for him to not letting me to feel bored everytime he get his mind and body at werk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sat was spent wisely on time.. He drive me to i guess seletar reservoir i dunnoe for what but i guess to spent the quality time together for sure... ;) beside taking pictures... And oh yah watch pple fish but like takde ikan! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fish mahanttan was cancelled! Since he had LUNCH at home! Meet up with nora on sat. Quick catchup while having lunch at mc like again???!!! Haha! Luckily it was cheaper due to lunch time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this one is for u dear, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited like hell for this  19th n 20th. I hope thats sumthing i could look forward on these date. I cNt wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been hoping for a holiday can? I need it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2132755547535940985?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2132755547535940985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2132755547535940985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2132755547535940985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2132755547535940985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-been-trying-to-upload-pic-thru.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2726879500313892342</id><published>2010-06-04T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:51:52.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its friday and im stuck at home watching tv! Cool or what? Fiance is busy lah keje, keje, keje... Tell u kadang he dun even have 5 min to call me / check on me. Sad kan?! I know! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nora is so crazy to msg me at this time (20:45) and guess apa?! She ask me dduk jalan kayu makan prata with her! If only i had a kenderaan, i will say yes without hesistation. Haha! But too sad im werking tomorrow morning...! Kau bleh lah ddk kat sana makan dg contactor kau maybe??? Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Im so bored! Tahu fiance aku mesti marah aku ckp gini. But its normal pe! Nothing wrg if i say this. I tot of watching movie thru iphone but i guess ali setan nya show is interesting. Haha! Oh btw i cant wait for tomorrow! I hope tomorrow gg to be a great date for me and omar! Pls pls pls better be! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomolo darling! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nite! Happy werking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2726879500313892342?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2726879500313892342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2726879500313892342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2726879500313892342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2726879500313892342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/hi-its-friday-and-im-stuck-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7626655285275913455</id><published>2010-06-02T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:36:22.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My hands are shaking like nobody business. I dunnoe why! I cant even hold a plate. It drop on my sink. Luckily its on the sink. If it fall on e floor, thats it. I am still shaking while typing this. I cabt walk straight. Everything change. Im still having up n down fever. Same for my running nose. Coughing is still stuck on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoe whether tomolo is good day to start werk. Haiz.. I feel like i dun have energy. Argh! I got to be at werk tomolo. Argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-7626655285275913455?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7626655285275913455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7626655285275913455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7626655285275913455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7626655285275913455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-hands-are-shaking-like-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5286840562162516423</id><published>2010-05-30T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T22:43:38.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shrek 3d was fun... Have u ever saw a person wearing a spec and at the same time a 3d glasses too... Haha! Funny... Ok sorry ah omar... But funny lah kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, yest i had a great day with the dps pri... Haha so kecoh... Fly kite at marina barrage... I wanna buy a mermaid kite from mimi... It look cool... Haha... If only i could order a kite with my face on it... Haha!!! Kalau putus mampos muka aku terbang... If it llanded in the sea, its still okay... But imagine if it were to stuck on a person windscreen at expressway... Haha. Mampos! Ok i think too much!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that i had fun on my long long long weekend.... ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5286840562162516423?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5286840562162516423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5286840562162516423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5286840562162516423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5286840562162516423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/05/shrek-3d-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5992611192339261667</id><published>2010-05-26T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T23:24:31.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes my dear... I reach hm late from mustaffa.. Haha... I was busy searching for e best price for mum's mother day gift.. Sorry!!! I bought mysf 2 shirt. Finally like after 2 mth of not buying anything for mysf.. I still have a few list in my mind.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A white khakis (ive been searching for the best deal in town)&lt;br /&gt;2. Sport shoe (i need it for kickboxing after i managed to keep mysf stable after abt to slip in the dance studio)&lt;br /&gt;3. Wedge in brown (my hands are itching to get a pair with cost 29 dollar, not bad cheap)&lt;br /&gt;4. Iphone casing (ok tak important)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats the thing that i could think off in mind... Argh! Money money money! So my dear, which of the above would u like to buy for me? Pls feel free to msg me! Haha (tebal sungguh kulit ku) whaha!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah nite! Nak sleep and its the last day of werk and i can sleep on fri maybe abit longer b4 having a beautiful date with him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5992611192339261667?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5992611192339261667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5992611192339261667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5992611192339261667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5992611192339261667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/05/yes-my-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2507193627822922025</id><published>2010-05-25T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T22:28:48.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never expect kick boxing is that fun... U know what happen when i enter the class? Oh dear i almost fall backward due to my slippery shoes. Mind u that shoe have been with me since 2004... haha... What do u expect... I cant stop giggling to mysf till now... I m so going to get mysf a new shoe for classes... Haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ya, im so sleepy N i m expecting body ache tomolo morning... Oh dear... Better dun... I need to week and i dun wish to paste my body wity koyok! Haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh u wanna know sumthng? I felt weird today.. Emptiness.. Yess thats the word... I hate this but ive to endure it... I wouldnt want to hurt anybody... Oh time pls hurry up... I hope i make the right choice in life... I just hate this feeling! Im off to bed! Long day at werk and an hour of kickboxing is killing me! Nite guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2507193627822922025?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2507193627822922025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2507193627822922025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2507193627822922025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2507193627822922025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-never-expect-kick-boxing-is-that-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5225458702290617855</id><published>2010-05-25T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T12:51:07.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing testing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5225458702290617855?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5225458702290617855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5225458702290617855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5225458702290617855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5225458702290617855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/05/testing-testing.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-3271085576467675688</id><published>2010-05-24T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T21:27:01.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;helo im back to blogging after a long long nag from my dear fiancee. haha. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok ada puas hati? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im am so tired of blogging and worst still to stare at the comp. 8 hours in the office is enuf for me! but the worst case that i couldnt tahan more is to hear him nag for leaving this precious blog of us. its been like 4 years ive been blogging about us. i bet u must be apprieciating it. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok back. let me just update what i have been doing for months. ive been busy with werk. like now im officially werking for like 24/7. ok bedek. thats omar. he have been busy werking like forever and ever. thank you very much for werking hard for the upcoming wedding as planned insyallah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;werking life have been so wonderful to me although i have to nag every single friday for having to werk part time for extra cash, i am enjoying this and cant wait to tell my stories to my jr and insyallah they will ikut jejak langkah aku yg penat cari duit utk kawin. HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh last sat omar has a last mint planned to go jb. so we called nora and alwi to tag along. since ive heard that the rest is busy on sat. we went to jusco to have our short wonderful trip. if only i could spent alot on that day. haiz. i guess nora spent the most for her family. HAHA. but no chicken! ahhaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although the trip have to be soo short, i enjoy it every single min with them especially with the most loving creature in my life, omar. too bad that he have to werk after the short trip... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474822303088536258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S_p54Lf6asI/AAAAAAAAE3c/NMkeA_dnYss/s400/30317_408100483880_670543880_4283355_3237566_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474822292938447650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S_p53lr8WyI/AAAAAAAAE3U/bYKnObRTV7A/s400/30317_408100403880_670543880_4283354_8189240_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474821935357462354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S_p5ixl_h1I/AAAAAAAAE3M/aN14KL_xv5s/s400/30317_408100378880_670543880_4283353_6300054_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474821930992630914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S_p5ihVVfII/AAAAAAAAE3E/AoWLocujfeo/s400/30317_408099808880_670543880_4283341_6082488_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474821925606422418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S_p5iNRKd5I/AAAAAAAAE28/g8Hljrpq70E/s400/30317_408099648880_670543880_4283336_783102_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474821920772686386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S_p5h7QtgjI/AAAAAAAAE20/WvSF7a29Spo/s400/30317_408099578880_670543880_4283335_535481_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, we had dinner at nandos. which is not recommended. haha. opps sorry! i guess all is chicken that they have... haha... everything taste the same.. argh.... boring.... guess that will be the first and the last at nandos. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh, many2 thanks to nora for the sweet and big cotton candy. havent been eating it for years i guess. remind me of all the childhood that i had. haha. alwi, many many thanks to u for willingly to seat in the front seat and to experience my one and only racer experience driver. (rolleyes, sungguh menyeramkan) omar, learn your lesson eh. kalau alwi pengsan tu dalam kete, sape salah? u jugak! haha. kalau i mati terkejut kat belakang, mcm mane? kalau nora ternga-nga besar abeh koyak tepi mulut dia mcm mane? HAHA. take tat in consideration. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474821913877937378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S_p5hhk3_OI/AAAAAAAAE2s/sYvGnYwgoxM/s400/30317_408099513880_670543880_4283334_7046060_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. on top of that, i hope i make ur day my dear.. suke tak i dah update? suke? SUKE? i shall update again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet wedensday gonna be an aching day for me after my kickboxing lesson! HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-3271085576467675688?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/3271085576467675688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=3271085576467675688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3271085576467675688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3271085576467675688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/05/helo-im-back-to-blogging-after-long.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S_p54Lf6asI/AAAAAAAAE3c/NMkeA_dnYss/s72-c/30317_408100483880_670543880_4283355_3237566_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-3155265453005199769</id><published>2010-03-31T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:11:21.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HOPE HE APPEAR AT PENINSULA PLAZA TOMORROW. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-3155265453005199769?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/3155265453005199769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=3155265453005199769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3155265453005199769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3155265453005199769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-hope-he-appear-at-peninsula-plaza.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-453418527485615713</id><published>2010-03-26T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T22:03:37.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am sooo fuck up tau dgn org yg tak tahu nak menjaga perasaan seorang kawan. seriously. i dun mind erasing them away from my life. like permanantly. i am sooo fuck up like hell now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this wat u call ursf a friend of mine ah bitch? ure not like this few years ago, but eversince ure _______ u started to be like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry to hurt you but yah u hurt me more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-453418527485615713?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/453418527485615713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=453418527485615713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/453418527485615713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/453418527485615713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-sooo-fuck-up-tau-dgn-org-yg-tak.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1705859527075647345</id><published>2010-03-25T19:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:22:17.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JUST ONE THING IN MY MIND THAT I WISH IT WOULD HAPPEN FOR NOW. THAT IS, I WISH TO SEE HIM WAITING FOR ME AT PENINSULA PLAZA EXIT DOOR AT 6PM. WHY? BECAUSE I SERIOUSLY MISS HIM. I MISS MY WEEKDAYS WITH HIM. ARGH! PATHETIC! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1705859527075647345?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1705859527075647345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1705859527075647345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1705859527075647345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1705859527075647345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-one-thing-in-my-mind-that-i-wish.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2851823622451517852</id><published>2010-03-24T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T23:15:06.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEING TOGETHER IN THIS LONG TERM RELATIONSHIP ISNT EASY FOR ME. IVE BEEN THRU MANY MANY SWEET AND BAD MEMORIES TOGETHER.. SOMEHOW, WHEN WE WANT ALL THE BAD MEMORIES TO GO AWAY, IT JUST CANT BE WASHED AWAY. I FEEL BAD FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO ERASED IT AWAY. I KNOW HE IS A CHANGED PERSON AND I AM PROUD OF HIM. THANK GOD. IN A YEAR TIME, THINGS WOULD CHANGE AND ITS NOT GG TO BE AS EASY AS WAT IM FACING NOW... I HOPE HE IS GOING TO BE A GOOD GOOD HUSBAND FOR ME. AND WOULD TAKE GOOD CARE OF ME. INSYALLAH. AT TIMES IM JUST THINKING WHETHER IS THIS THE RIGHT THING FOR ME. I DUNNOE WHY I FELT THIS WAY. HAIZ.. TILL THEN, IM OFF TO BED. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2851823622451517852?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2851823622451517852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2851823622451517852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2851823622451517852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2851823622451517852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-together-in-this-long-term.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1739963493721664515</id><published>2010-03-17T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:51:51.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S6DB5b_0R-I/AAAAAAAAE2k/0SOkUjgr36A/s1600-h/06032010022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449568741630429154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S6DB5b_0R-I/AAAAAAAAE2k/0SOkUjgr36A/s400/06032010022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S6DB4o_FrKI/AAAAAAAAE2c/F15iS6mR7Iw/s1600-h/06032010028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449568727937166498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S6DB4o_FrKI/AAAAAAAAE2c/F15iS6mR7Iw/s400/06032010028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S6DB37BocPI/AAAAAAAAE2U/3HqPsnUdSls/s1600-h/06032010027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449568715599802610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S6DB37BocPI/AAAAAAAAE2U/3HqPsnUdSls/s400/06032010027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S6DB3Zg1BjI/AAAAAAAAE2M/kpMm24JZLgQ/s1600-h/06032010021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449568706603845170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S6DB3Zg1BjI/AAAAAAAAE2M/kpMm24JZLgQ/s400/06032010021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss these two kids very much! cepat lah dtg rumah auntie yaya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1739963493721664515?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1739963493721664515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1739963493721664515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1739963493721664515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1739963493721664515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-these-two-kids-very-much-cepat.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S6DB5b_0R-I/AAAAAAAAE2k/0SOkUjgr36A/s72-c/06032010022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2675150009944775755</id><published>2010-03-15T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:04:23.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CANT WAIT FOR KICKBOXING.. PLS MAKE THIS HAPPEN GUYS! I CANNNNNOOOOOT WAIT MAN! WOOHOOOO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2675150009944775755?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2675150009944775755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2675150009944775755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2675150009944775755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2675150009944775755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-cant-wait-for-kickboxing.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-3099443131779177548</id><published>2010-03-14T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T23:22:23.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5z9ttkOhuI/AAAAAAAAE2E/W1Otl9fwEEY/s1600-h/14032010048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5z9ttkOhuI/AAAAAAAAE2E/W1Otl9fwEEY/s400/14032010048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448508610978940642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IT JUST FEEL SOO MUCH BETTER AFTER HAVING MY WONDERFUL DATE WITH HIM. SUNDAY IS SSSOOO HAPPENING NOWADAYS. I LOVE MY SUNDAY ALTHOUGH IM TIRED. IM SO HAPPY TO MEET HIM JUST NOW. WE WENT TO JB TO SERVICE SPARKY. TOOK US LIKE 3 HRS. I MANAGE TO SLEEP SAMPAI TERNGAH2. BUT I SADAR AND WILL SHUT MY MOUTH. HAHA. IN LIKE TEN MIN TIME HE WILL BE GG HOME. I AM SO GONNA MISH U BOY! WEEKDAYS WITHOUT TALKING MUCH ON THE PHONE JUST DRIVE ME CRAZY. =( SEE YOU AGAIN ON SUNDAY DEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-3099443131779177548?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/3099443131779177548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=3099443131779177548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3099443131779177548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3099443131779177548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-just-feel-soo-much-better-after.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5z9ttkOhuI/AAAAAAAAE2E/W1Otl9fwEEY/s72-c/14032010048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1443209922208046548</id><published>2010-03-09T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:11:28.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been down for the past few days due to some pple. i wonder why pple keep on pestering me whereby i never ever wanna knoe anything abt theirs. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why pple would want to disgrace me like as if im not a human being. talk about all those things that could upset me. im like what~ they dun have anything better to do other than talking about me and wats make me sick and tired is that i keep on hearing all the good stuff abt them coming out from their mouth. THEIR OWN MOUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. boastful. wat a world. btw, to compare my life and yours, mine is way way way better than yours. i have a man that doesnt really care wat other might think about me or wat others said abt me. he believe in me. he makes me stand up high on my on feet. i am so proud of him. whereby you, you have a choosy one that marks why u have to maintain every single thing in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sick and tired of this. you dun have to say everything infront of my fiance. cus i dun want him to have a bad impression of me and i dun wan him to be ashame. you pple are just sooo sick and retarded. i have nothing much to say to all these pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck off and get a life. dun just sit there and gossip about me, bitch. get a fucking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pheww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end this here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5ZEGHhzm-I/AAAAAAAAE18/o8elOmwosQM/s1600-h/IMG_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446615671241939938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5ZEGHhzm-I/AAAAAAAAE18/o8elOmwosQM/s400/IMG_0489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5ZEFoghkYI/AAAAAAAAE10/jzwOqQ9Pgb8/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446615662915064194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5ZEFoghkYI/AAAAAAAAE10/jzwOqQ9Pgb8/s400/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5ZEFFDPbTI/AAAAAAAAE1s/Blj-dFvrr48/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446615653396999474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5ZEFFDPbTI/AAAAAAAAE1s/Blj-dFvrr48/s400/IMG_0485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5ZEEtd9dqI/AAAAAAAAE1k/zb6HcJxE1Xg/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446615647066617506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5ZEEtd9dqI/AAAAAAAAE1k/zb6HcJxE1Xg/s400/IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was the day where both of us will meet each other. i always hope that sunday will never end cus i wan him to be here with me every sec in my life. i always hope that time will not tick so fast. cus u know from monday to sat, he is busy working. 2 job. morning as a maintance, and night as a valet driver. wat else can i say, he always explain to me why he did this. i felt touch whenever he remind me again and again. saying that he did this for our future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want this to happen. insyaAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want a break. a getaway. but, it never happen to me. how i wish i could travel with him, just the two of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;honeymoon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. i love him more and more. more than yesterday each day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;abang, (yes.....) i MISS YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1443209922208046548?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1443209922208046548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1443209922208046548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1443209922208046548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1443209922208046548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-been-down-for-past-few-days-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S5ZEGHhzm-I/AAAAAAAAE18/o8elOmwosQM/s72-c/IMG_0489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6850930079933047440</id><published>2010-03-01T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:30:07.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vOcxgKeAI/AAAAAAAAE1c/SlhCqCk1NWY/s1600-h/28022010019.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my sunday was never wasted. although im shagged after my pt job, i still make this date wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vOcoIohII/AAAAAAAAE1U/tJZs_8i_0WM/s1600-h/28022010020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443671565812663426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vOcoIohII/AAAAAAAAE1U/tJZs_8i_0WM/s400/28022010020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vOcMzEu4I/AAAAAAAAE1M/hIWeVurt5p8/s1600-h/28022010019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443671558474480514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vOcMzEu4I/AAAAAAAAE1M/hIWeVurt5p8/s400/28022010019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vNKaBFd8I/AAAAAAAAE08/lB-5T3zLaxk/s1600-h/28022010017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443670153273636802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vNKaBFd8I/AAAAAAAAE08/lB-5T3zLaxk/s400/28022010017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vNJ1fts1I/AAAAAAAAE00/mdYCdjIyeg4/s1600-h/28022010015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443670143469990738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vNJ1fts1I/AAAAAAAAE00/mdYCdjIyeg4/s400/28022010015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to be very very very tired of blogging. 8 hrs of staring the comp screen is enuf for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my Company's cny is sooo FUN! love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vNIyYHh-I/AAAAAAAAE0k/atu6tL5QpP4/s1600-h/27022010013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443670125452953570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vNIyYHh-I/AAAAAAAAE0k/atu6tL5QpP4/s400/27022010013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443670115907815794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vNIO0YSXI/AAAAAAAAE0c/3NtY0an6Kws/s400/27022010012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6850930079933047440?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6850930079933047440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6850930079933047440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6850930079933047440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6850930079933047440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-sunday-was-never-wasted.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S4vOcoIohII/AAAAAAAAE1U/tJZs_8i_0WM/s72-c/28022010020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-3058088985923399033</id><published>2010-02-22T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T20:08:10.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been busy like not forever lah kan. i tend to get tired and yes, bila balik keje i malas to on my lappy. i stare too long on computer and my vision is getting worst. i wanna check my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next. i wanna buy hp. my friends sume dah tukar hp. and me? masih stick to that LG Viewty. THANKS AHH! baik dok tu hp. sejati sama gue. cume kadang2 tu peragai! menses kot hp aku nie. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been eyeing on N97 mini and E 72. but as usual, fickle minded. :D i compare that fon too many time, been reading review about that both hp since i reached work untill now - home. HHAHA. im so excited. i wanna buy mysf a new fon tapi kan, nanti i regret of not saving that money. HOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr... but, that phone is nice lah! ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-3058088985923399033?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/3058088985923399033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=3058088985923399033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3058088985923399033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3058088985923399033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-busy-like-not-forever-lah-kan.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4753012902551955896</id><published>2010-02-16T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:55:28.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;SELALU MENGALAH - seventeen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5_h3MdCZVCg&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/5_h3MdCZVCg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jelaskan pada ku isi hatimu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seberapa besar kau yakin padaku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Untuk tetap bisa bertahan denganmu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Menjaga cinta iniPertengkaran... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yang terjadi... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seperti semua salah ku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Korus:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mengapa slalu aku yang mengalah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tak pernahkah kau berfikir&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sedikit tentang hatiku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mengapa ku yang harus slalu mengalah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pantaskah hatiku masih bisa bersamamu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jelaskan pada ku isi hatimu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seberapa besar kau yakin padaku&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Untuk tetap bisa bertahan denganmu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Menjaga hati ini&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4753012902551955896?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4753012902551955896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4753012902551955896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4753012902551955896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4753012902551955896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/02/selalu-mengalah-seventeen-jelaskan-pada.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-9196789335188063881</id><published>2010-02-12T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:34:23.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first, happy new year to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437378304063319490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S3VywlMcLcI/AAAAAAAAE0M/b77Q5azEfHI/s400/89731156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was kinda upset with work. so not my week. i was hold back with lots of unconfirmed design/drwgs. i was too tired to think about it. but when i laid back each day after work, started to think, actualy this is better than the previous one. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this job has alot of challenges. im still not goot at detailing. insyaAllah, as time flies, i hope i could adapt many2 new things. amin. the architect that im working with was too nice to me although dia selalu tukar design which buat aku kadang2 nak marah. but to think back again, i was happy that he acually hold back his anger and willingly teach me what to do next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;last 2 days i was like soooo blurr which lead me to ask him to draw 3D's in everything that he explain. i know. im pathetic but syukur, he is still very patience with me. he even sengeh looking at me how selambe/blurr nye aku di hadapan mata dia. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at first i was like, alamak. mati lah aku. i still cannot figure what he was. is it because he speaks in like slang english. lol. *slap forehead* as days goes by, im sooo afraid to go to work, but TO THINK BACK AGAIN, i know ini sume ade lah dugaan utuk aku. :D i terima. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and another thing, i think he started to learn malay language. cos he trys to speak in malay. like, duduk, ini, satu, tiga. like yah. i know. takpe. multiracial country mah, :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;work has ended. so now, lets put this aside, btw btw, i knock off from werk at 4pm tadi. HAPPY OR WHAT~.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tomolo im gg out with omar. yayness. im a happy bitch. HAHA. cant wait to meet him later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437378313684952450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S3VyxJCapYI/AAAAAAAAE0U/qh1OWYy_6hw/s400/91102533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I M Y, like again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-9196789335188063881?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/9196789335188063881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=9196789335188063881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/9196789335188063881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/9196789335188063881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S3VywlMcLcI/AAAAAAAAE0M/b77Q5azEfHI/s72-c/89731156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5395270357646659640</id><published>2010-02-08T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:17:58.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S3AKIZY_8aI/AAAAAAAAE0E/TEWucd9ibv0/s1600-h/P070210_16.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435855889607160226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S3AKIZY_8aI/AAAAAAAAE0E/TEWucd9ibv0/s400/P070210_16.53.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was a beautiful date for us. i enjoy it verrryyyy much. although we didnt have much time to spent together, i think we make full use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to woodlands to buy mum new hp for her bdae. february is sooo not my month. this month itsf i got like a few outings gg on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. dad's bdae&lt;br /&gt;2. mum's bdae&lt;br /&gt;3. out with sheila hazah &amp;amp; sarah plus partners&lt;br /&gt;4. the click 5 gang. Valentine's celebration aka friendship day. (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;5. reunion at gab's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, this month my money bnykkkk lah abis di situ. HAIZ. it's very hard to find money. now i knew how hard my parents life is, managing alot of stuff at a time. life is getting hard nowadays. very very very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lets put this a side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after buying new phone for mum, we went to marina. as promised since like 3 month ago, now then i bought omar his newly born crocs. heh. he is sooo obsessed with it. tk sabar2 sampai umah nak pakai. dalam kete tgh drive pun nak jugak pakai. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i was like soo obsessed with crocs jugak till i made up my mind to wear it. then ahh then ahh, i got blister SIAK! both leg sehh! sakit siak! thats the reason why i didnt wear it like seldom. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i regret. both leg sakit. so tk boleh ge keje! YAY! tapi tkde duit nanti. :( oh btw btw btw, i will be werking on weekend as well. to earn xtra cash for the upcoming event. insyaAllah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;werk load is getting heavier. i guess i will be rushing to werk early to finish it. haiz. when there's nothing to do kat ofis, free gile. when dah sibuk, sibuk gila. ade tk moderate je?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S3AKIPnwFxI/AAAAAAAAEz8/NRlFlV7JSM4/s1600-h/P070210_16.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435855886984681234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S3AKIPnwFxI/AAAAAAAAEz8/NRlFlV7JSM4/s400/P070210_16.52.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well bie, i miss you like again. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;weekend, pls be here soon. I M Y like crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:(&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/30860077-5395270357646659640?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5395270357646659640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5395270357646659640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5395270357646659640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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like im missing sumone close to me. who else if its not omar. i simply cant wait for tomolo. i wanna meet him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile since we had a long conversation on the phone, sharing stories bla bla bla... nowadays he's always busy, managing 2 jobs. morning and night. good thing is that we keep motivating each other. especially me, he always motivate me to go to werk single day by reminding me, ' 1 year aje.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant explain how thankful i have this man to be with me. i can also breakdown at werk if i started to think about him. i get emotional too quick. :( this 'missing' feeling is always here with me when he's not ard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. i wanna meet him. fast fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5556832816527086087?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6899969895568004592</id><published>2010-02-05T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:00:41.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c448806de02914e3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc448806de02914e3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331107963%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7BDEA62030C0BBE87BADCDCF0D111F2043D36FFA.74835057ED101C38382059B3D458D3514BBD0A9E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc448806de02914e3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvZ_gz4PxK5_g15t0rI_KWq8H-Ho&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love my frends. they are soo funny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;watch this video. we are actually waiting for cab.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6899969895568004592?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6899969895568004592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6899969895568004592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6899969895568004592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6899969895568004592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-my-frends.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-236966940423111305</id><published>2010-02-02T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T20:58:14.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S2gfbMprlyI/AAAAAAAAEz0/LZQ7DFt23Cs/s1600-h/P310110_18.59%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433627502535481122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S2gfbMprlyI/AAAAAAAAEz0/LZQ7DFt23Cs/s400/P310110_18.59%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;elfi and kakak is the reason for me to stay at home on weekends for now. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's grown up. now, elfi can stand on his own. and wats makes me tired is that i will have to hold him incase he fall. aiyo... auntie very tired tau!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S2gfaxjiyeI/AAAAAAAAEzs/S7WwAtj1w4Y/s1600-h/P010210_22.07%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433627495261981154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S2gfaxjiyeI/AAAAAAAAEzs/S7WwAtj1w4Y/s400/P010210_22.07%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was a serious shit monday blue for me. i was all alone at werk while ilah's on leave. like watever lah ehk! tinggal kan aku srg2. hmmmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shock that hubby was to pick me up after werk. konon tu nak suprise kan lah! alah sayang sayang. HAHA. its been awhile since we date. i miss him like tak tau how to explain. i was happy that both of us sacrifise to meet each other. thank you dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was speechless went he said, 'i tunggu u kat carpark' i was like 'huh??? betul ke ni ehh!' (in my heart). then i said okok. bye. after putting down the phone, i am still thinking about that okay! then i came to realise that YES! mmg betul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant wait for the next date. he is now very busy. till then i msg him telling him how bored i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: u, im plain bored.&lt;br /&gt;he: ya. i tgh busy cement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. lagik lah bored aku dibuatnye. i started to think that its good sumtimes when both is busy. we tend to have sweet messages every now and then. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.... so sweet.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-236966940423111305?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/236966940423111305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=236966940423111305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/236966940423111305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/236966940423111305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/02/elfi-and-kakak-is-reason-for-me-to-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S2gfbMprlyI/AAAAAAAAEz0/LZQ7DFt23Cs/s72-c/P310110_18.59%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1219747966040026583</id><published>2010-01-31T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:19:25.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S2RZ0oQpnWI/AAAAAAAAEzk/K-D4X9UNVl8/s1600-h/P300110_13.57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432565811210984802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S2RZ0oQpnWI/AAAAAAAAEzk/K-D4X9UNVl8/s400/P300110_13.57.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to my hadi's wedding. i was so shock to know that his wife is actually a friend of mine too. wat a small world. we waited for three freaking hours for the bride and groom to arrive. like wth. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulilah they arrived safe and sound. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this guy, who actually wanted to know me and what a small world, his gf now is also a friend of mine. wat a small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the wedding, both me and sarah had no plan (since laki masih2 ge pancing) so we ring sheila. meet them (sheila and andry) at tampines. wanted to watch santau, but due to the overwhelming viewers' we decided to go for bowling at down town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its soooo fun. andry was hook on bowling. HAHA. (sampai ckp dgn sheilakalau off day nak ge main bowling srg). HAHA. i think he masih tak puas hati cus i beat his score. AHHA. TERROR kape aku! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we had dinner at bedok, segar restaurant. sedappppp ohhhhh!!! should bring my fiance there 1 fine day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy my saturday very much. lucky i got those pple to keep me busy on my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, im missing him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1219747966040026583?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1219747966040026583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1219747966040026583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1219747966040026583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1219747966040026583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/went-out-to-my-hadis-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S2RZ0oQpnWI/AAAAAAAAEzk/K-D4X9UNVl8/s72-c/P300110_13.57.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7658080013883981941</id><published>2010-01-26T19:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T19:35:41.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cant wait to meet the NAFA peeps on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohoooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-7658080013883981941?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7658080013883981941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7658080013883981941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7658080013883981941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7658080013883981941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/cant-wait-to-meet-nafa-peeps-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7646184407564990260</id><published>2010-01-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T21:41:30.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAGITTARIUS - The Promiscuous One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found.. Loves being in long relationships. So much love to give. A loner most of the time.  Loses patience easily and will not take crap.  If in a bad mood stay FAR away.  Gets offended easily and remembers the offense forever.  Loves deeply but at times will not show it, feels it is a sign of weakness.  Has many fears but will not show it.  VERY private person.  Defends loved ones with all their abilities. Can be childish often. Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in bed..!!! Not the kind of person you want to mess with- you might end up crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-7646184407564990260?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7646184407564990260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7646184407564990260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7646184407564990260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7646184407564990260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/sagittarius-promiscuous-one-spontaneous.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7862646787441342393</id><published>2010-01-23T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T19:40:27.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i meet up with sheila and sarah just now. they are soo nice to accompany me to see mak andam. thank you so much galss!! SAYANG BANGET SAMA LHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;right after when we're done with the mak andam thingy, we head to JP for the ayam penyet! delicious kape tu ayam penyet! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rdLms1yeI/AAAAAAAAEzU/U5hnq-gIkm4/s1600-h/P230110_13.31%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429895492185475554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rdLms1yeI/AAAAAAAAEzU/U5hnq-gIkm4/s400/P230110_13.31%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rdLAw5aeI/AAAAAAAAEzM/68TZCPzYubk/s1600-h/P230110_13.31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429895482001943010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rdLAw5aeI/AAAAAAAAEzM/68TZCPzYubk/s400/P230110_13.31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after lunch, head to yati's home to see her lil baby. so cute and adorable lah! mcm mak dia jugak! her baby got long fingers just like yati. :D like mother like daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, ian was there too! that price charming lah! suke nah ketawa! mentel lah! pantang nmpk pompan! ashik senyuuuummmmmm aje. after we're done with tat, my gfs head to orchard while me, home lah. economy dah merosot. so i must plan everything wisely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok lupe nak story about yest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i meet up with nora and alwi. only these two is free. sue and sarahlee is always busy. kalah kan aku yg nak kawin. i miss them both. i am soooo lucky to have many nice peeps ard me. :D syukur alhamdulilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these two peep treat me movie and dinner. so touched tau! tak terkata! insyaAllah satu hari akan ku balas baik budi kamu sume. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we watched toothfairy. its soo funny lah! nora is much more funny. she dgn cempedak dia tk abis2! ahhaa. so the mak mak! summore ambek gmbr senyum mak mak! ahhahaa. (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rdK3NVNwI/AAAAAAAAEzE/bdA-QpAu1QA/s1600-h/P220110_21.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429895479436850946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rdK3NVNwI/AAAAAAAAEzE/bdA-QpAu1QA/s400/P220110_21.27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429898140356559906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rflv6BxCI/AAAAAAAAEzc/DIynI8rySSM/s400/P220110_21.28%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rdKeDfViI/AAAAAAAAEy0/StFm6ntjTHQ/s1600-h/P220110_21.28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429895472684684834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rdKeDfViI/AAAAAAAAEy0/StFm6ntjTHQ/s400/P220110_21.28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we mati2 nak ambek prefect picture. tak boleh lah nie. janji tiga tiga boleh nmpak. cukup memuaskan. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then. nak surf net lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-7862646787441342393?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7862646787441342393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7862646787441342393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7862646787441342393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7862646787441342393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-meet-up-with-sheila-and-sarah-just.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1rdLms1yeI/AAAAAAAAEzU/U5hnq-gIkm4/s72-c/P230110_13.31%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5925366748333672766</id><published>2010-01-23T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T00:55:03.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooner or later my weekends will be bored due to omar's working schedule. i will be plain bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel bad to see him working two places just to save up for our marriage. im the type of person yg suke kesian okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hoping for a better future for us.. insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to miss him. can sunday come fast. i wanna have a day with him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5925366748333672766?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5925366748333672766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5925366748333672766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5925366748333672766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5925366748333672766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/sooner-or-later-my-weekends-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-3111710712031104743</id><published>2010-01-21T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:59:00.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel time passes very the fast. too fast till i feel like i did nothing the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been surveying many places/company for my wedding day. so many things that i need to prepare. im left with 17 months as planned. insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so shagged. my mind is not here actually. somewhere. somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-3111710712031104743?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/3111710712031104743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=3111710712031104743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3111710712031104743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3111710712031104743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6107850734938203384</id><published>2010-01-18T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:22:20.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;last weekend was a blast one for me and omar. we spent time fruitfully together! like no tomolo. i wanna thank him for not werking on that day and making a decision to spent time together. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was a happy idiot once again. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1Rdt0VY0EI/AAAAAAAAEys/CFvJ6Ca0se8/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428066492612137026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1Rdt0VY0EI/AAAAAAAAEys/CFvJ6Ca0se8/s400/IMG_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RdtkZNtcI/AAAAAAAAEyk/Abr5VrVGoa8/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428066488333219266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RdtkZNtcI/AAAAAAAAEyk/Abr5VrVGoa8/s400/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; went to remy's and efah's place. had a mini mini mini gathering before we head to khair's wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while the ladies is in the kitchen preparing food, the guys mcm biasa lah. MAIN GAME AJE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by 3 we head to khair's place. the wedding was superb. we reach just on time to see them on the pelamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RcBZBB3wI/AAAAAAAAEyc/-N_z6EKVk-o/s1600-h/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064629853118210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RcBZBB3wI/AAAAAAAAEyc/-N_z6EKVk-o/s400/IMG_0281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alhamdulilah drg dah pun sah menjadi suami dan isteri. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RcBGh0eNI/AAAAAAAAEyU/DfZgrpVi39c/s1600-h/IMG_0276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064624890378450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RcBGh0eNI/AAAAAAAAEyU/DfZgrpVi39c/s400/IMG_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i wanna selit! i want to melt lah tgk ni mamat tuck in baju dia gini. heh. suke bangat. hensem lah, mcm love at the first sight pulak lah kan. tapi i control lah. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, u look good in that lah b. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dah sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the wedding, we went for bowling at marina square. very kecoh with his friends around. HAHA. im third on the list okay! not bad kan. nasib lah! kalau tk dah kalah. i think my concentration was like 100% on that day. NOT BAD LAH SEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RcA-_2NdI/AAAAAAAAEyM/Dp-lI7RrYdw/s1600-h/IMG_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064622868837842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RcA-_2NdI/AAAAAAAAEyM/Dp-lI7RrYdw/s400/IMG_0287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meet them, eput and sue. i dunnoe how sue tahan melayan suami dia yg sgt sgt kelakar/selambe. LOL. haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RcAZm8HII/AAAAAAAAEyE/W4T2p4GzTMk/s1600-h/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064612832255106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RcAZm8HII/AAAAAAAAEyE/W4T2p4GzTMk/s400/IMG_0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meet bob, remy n efah (from left).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RbjWBWENI/AAAAAAAAEx8/IEju0HSvLas/s1600-h/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064113653059794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RbjWBWENI/AAAAAAAAEx8/IEju0HSvLas/s400/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takeq and lis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RbjNgpb1I/AAAAAAAAEx0/aIHEssAePIc/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064111368433490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RbjNgpb1I/AAAAAAAAEx0/aIHEssAePIc/s400/IMG_0349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yg ini single for the day. gf tgh keje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1Rbik19uxI/AAAAAAAAExs/WSQ3FZjRMRg/s1600-h/IMG_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064100451990290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1Rbik19uxI/AAAAAAAAExs/WSQ3FZjRMRg/s400/IMG_0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and and and, tk payah kenal kan pun dah tahu kan kite sape. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RbijaRrAI/AAAAAAAAExk/sszyHrWHeeM/s1600-h/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064100067421186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RbijaRrAI/AAAAAAAAExk/sszyHrWHeeM/s400/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had popeyes at flyers. biscuit was my fav. i was so full on that day. very very very FULL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RbiGgrCOI/AAAAAAAAExc/1gKC0z9isas/s1600-h/IMG_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428064092309620962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RbiGgrCOI/AAAAAAAAExc/1gKC0z9isas/s400/IMG_0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all. enjoy my weekend. i hope u did uh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for today, its monday blues. and i reach werk late. like 930am. haha. omar send me to werk. thank u so much. the traffic was heavyly congested. that is also partly why im late. the next thing, its monday and i am soooo shagged to go werk. maybe i overjoy my weekend. hmm.... maybe.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok. im signing out now. see ya!&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/30860077-6107850734938203384?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6107850734938203384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6107850734938203384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6107850734938203384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6107850734938203384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-weekend-was-blast-one-for-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1Rdt0VY0EI/AAAAAAAAEys/CFvJ6Ca0se8/s72-c/IMG_0266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-3369179952376832552</id><published>2010-01-18T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:58:37.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my last last weekend. sorry for the tak updated story but hey, appreciate it lah. i blog for u guys to read tau!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, omar and me went to fly kite. i super jakun. well first time lah kan! what can u say/expect. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy it. tk bedek! sukeeeee sgt..... i suke sgt tgk omar lari dgn kite. LOL. sampai nak jatuh mcm nangka busuk but howell... his good at balancing. cheh! jgn nk kembang okayyyy!!! i lagik bgs dari u lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZNEdHA0I/AAAAAAAAExU/2FWU7i76sF0/s1600-h/IMG_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428061531957297986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZNEdHA0I/AAAAAAAAExU/2FWU7i76sF0/s400/IMG_0223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZMytSe9I/AAAAAAAAExM/vCt3Mw2wYic/s1600-h/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428061527193320402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZMytSe9I/AAAAAAAAExM/vCt3Mw2wYic/s400/IMG_0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see see see, i bukan mcm paham okay. i benar sungguh memahami mcm mane nk terbang kan kite tu. LOL. tapi awhile aje, lps tu it drop and sape lagi yg terbang kan pulak. omar lahhh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lari jauh2 pun tk berjaya nk keep the kite terbang. hampe seh. in fact we saw many kapal terbang ade lah. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny ohhhh funny.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZMhCbjeI/AAAAAAAAExE/uP7XpNjmXxE/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428061522450157026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZMhCbjeI/AAAAAAAAExE/uP7XpNjmXxE/s400/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both of us dah penat and we continue fishing with his frends.. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZMWRVFCI/AAAAAAAAEw8/QYrjoGhVASI/s1600-h/IMG_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428061519559857186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZMWRVFCI/AAAAAAAAEw8/QYrjoGhVASI/s400/IMG_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my second kite. very excited lah. next trip to marina barrage lah u. i tahu i mcm paham but i still nak try. best best best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZMEgZH3I/AAAAAAAAEw0/c6-2ECU_Q-g/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428061514791198578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZMEgZH3I/AAAAAAAAEw0/c6-2ECU_Q-g/s400/IMG_0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we tak berjaya nak keep the kite fly, so we just ambek gmbr je lah as if it is flying above us. BOLEH??!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-3369179952376832552?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/3369179952376832552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=3369179952376832552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3369179952376832552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3369179952376832552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-my-last-last-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S1RZNEdHA0I/AAAAAAAAExU/2FWU7i76sF0/s72-c/IMG_0223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4651354921803541921</id><published>2010-01-14T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:20:20.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello peeps! today, too many feeling going on in me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426562852667223458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S08GKdCPbaI/AAAAAAAAEws/Ye7p6FDHRGc/s400/untitlead.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as usually early in the morning i will be like facebook-ing. (picture was taken ard 5 plus) i was like the happiest employee at AWP Pte Ltd. HAHA. this didnt mean i didnt do my job okay. as usually i will be asking ard for task to do. and they will be like ok i will have to think wat i need you to do. i will be like OOKKKAYYYY... and wait and wait and wait, tada!!! its six! thats wat happen usually.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw, i always facebook in small window and cover with my super big bag. (idea) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426562839526361682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S08GJsFNylI/AAAAAAAAEwk/Y1AkVGJETAU/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FYI nora, this is how small my ebuddy window will look like each day and each time i msn with u. thats marks why i will need you to write in paragraph and send me at one shot. GET IT? haha. its diffcult lah. drama-ing at work is soooo hard okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S08FdUAnA_I/AAAAAAAAEwc/xNY12VBZuqk/s1600-h/P140110_19.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426562077150348274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S08FdUAnA_I/AAAAAAAAEwc/xNY12VBZuqk/s400/P140110_19.53.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on top of that, yes! i am the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPIEST&lt;/span&gt; person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S08Fc_aC8rI/AAAAAAAAEwU/i0GnZEfeUqg/s1600-h/P140110_19.53%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426562071619891890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S08Fc_aC8rI/AAAAAAAAEwU/i0GnZEfeUqg/s400/P140110_19.53%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after lunch, i get sooo confused. maybe because i ate mcdonalds and i started to install many things on my mind that i started to forget wat the proj exec ask me to do. HAHA. what i can remember is that i was ask to type in some of the trees name. mind you. not easy. their name can be like sudden change in pronouncation. HAHA. so on top of that i was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONFUSED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S08FcaYQjPI/AAAAAAAAEwM/oB2UX-NRjE8/s1600-h/P140110_19.53%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426562061680282866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S08FcaYQjPI/AAAAAAAAEwM/oB2UX-NRjE8/s400/P140110_19.53%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for now, thats a sudden change with my emotional when i was gg home. as usual i will take train from ct hall to jrg east... i was shocked to see soo many pple at the platform. like all waiting for train. i was like, WHHHATTTTTT~~~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i control my patience at that moment while waiting for train to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then it started....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss 2 trains and i managed to board the 3rd train. pple was like pushing me in, squeezing me easy to describe, i was like a sardine! train door then started to close. pple inside the train was THE HAPPIEST IDIOT ever! so do i! HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the train didnt move. it started to play with my feelings... we waited for the train to move and for freaking 5 min it didnt move. i started to video call hubby. i show him how pathetic it is in the train. and then, annoucement started saying that "THIS TRAIN IS NOT FOR PASSENGER SERVICE. PLEASE WAIT FOR ANOTHER TRAIN" all the pple in the train was like... HUHHHHHHHHHHH...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was doing that too okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ade witness, my fiancee. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we then have to move out of the train. but the pathetic thing is that all the pple that is standing outside the train just dun want to move back/ give way. i was sooooooooo &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAD&lt;/span&gt; and i started to shout. " alamak! stupid siak! move back lah! look like educated pple, but brain put at the backside.!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dun give a damn to all these typical kiasu/no brain pple! hmmmphh. (VERY ANGRY!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i decided to take bus home and yes, it is sooo not my day lah kan! grrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what about you? feeling good today?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope tomolo is a smooth friday for me. InsyAllah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lastly, for couples that likes to hug in the train just dun make any diff. infact it irritates pple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STUPID SIAKKKKKKKKK!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omg! i was like freaking mad now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im outta here! &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/30860077-4651354921803541921?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4651354921803541921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4651354921803541921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4651354921803541921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4651354921803541921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-peeps-today-too-many-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S08GKdCPbaI/AAAAAAAAEws/Ye7p6FDHRGc/s72-c/untitlead.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4721907146435197181</id><published>2010-01-13T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:21:59.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wednesday was a slack slack day. imagine i msn the whole day. HAHA. i did printing for like 30 min and spent the rest of the day msning. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will tomolo be the same as this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can 6pm come faster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my fiancee like crazy.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4721907146435197181?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4721907146435197181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4721907146435197181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4721907146435197181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4721907146435197181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/wednesday-was-slack-slack-day.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2617975827561493833</id><published>2010-01-12T20:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:24:28.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnvqF7UkI/AAAAAAAAEwE/dzNX_RM-4Nc/s1600-h/10012010360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnvqF7UkI/AAAAAAAAEwE/dzNX_RM-4Nc/s400/10012010360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825719525265986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yuhhhuuu.... its been a long long time i disappear. well im back with good stories to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omar and me went fishing together with his friends. i was excited because i wanted to fish tamban all night long! so like finally i get to! haha. i think we caught more than 50 of these fish! tk percaya! aku lagi tk caya! betulll!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnvcZVIhI/AAAAAAAAEv8/IX47K3r-wFA/s1600-h/10012010358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnvcZVIhI/AAAAAAAAEv8/IX47K3r-wFA/s400/10012010358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825715848552978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnu4jnlHI/AAAAAAAAEv0/hP7AIhDp7Do/s1600-h/10012010357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnu4jnlHI/AAAAAAAAEv0/hP7AIhDp7Do/s400/10012010357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825706228028530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnJ-_rkNI/AAAAAAAAEvs/gCldhqKspvU/s1600-h/P100110_18.35%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnJ-_rkNI/AAAAAAAAEvs/gCldhqKspvU/s400/P100110_18.35%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825072301183186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnJT83W8I/AAAAAAAAEvk/yNsgO4VVKCE/s1600-h/P100110_18.35%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnJT83W8I/AAAAAAAAEvk/yNsgO4VVKCE/s400/P100110_18.35%5B02%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825060746648514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnI3cNypI/AAAAAAAAEvc/4ZOIFsksgCc/s1600-h/P100110_18.36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnI3cNypI/AAAAAAAAEvc/4ZOIFsksgCc/s400/P100110_18.36.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825053093513874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnIrRcYhI/AAAAAAAAEvU/Nje0-b0fTZw/s1600-h/P100110_18.36%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnIrRcYhI/AAAAAAAAEvU/Nje0-b0fTZw/s400/P100110_18.36%5B01%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825049827107346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnILqoj-I/AAAAAAAAEvM/YaVA5xD-i9o/s1600-h/P100110_18.35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnILqoj-I/AAAAAAAAEvM/YaVA5xD-i9o/s400/P100110_18.35.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425825041342828514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see lah tunang aku satu nie, manyak ragam! dah mcm fisherman kan. haha. he call me bini fisherman. HAHA. boleh lah. as long as im yours da kire okay lah tu. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. back to my monday blues. i was shagged at work. accompanied with no no no work at all. i feel like slapping mysf. just to keep me awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes tuesday, i was like busy sms-ing my friends for good photographer. so i was hooked with it. so does omar. THANK GOD like finally we like the same thing. and the package was at a good price too! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to realise that i go to werk just to make good good use of the net. HAHA. my job now is to surf for wedding packages. and yes, im doing it like non-stop. hahaha. ebuddy-ing with my friends.. haha. ahh... its feels good. but time lambat lah jalan. ive been surveying many packages by mysf. sape lagi nak tolong if not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i got friends that sumhow know more of less about marriage thingy and preparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, bsk another day of wedding packages???? ohh noooo........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then lovelies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2617975827561493833?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2617975827561493833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2617975827561493833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2617975827561493833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2617975827561493833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/yuhhhuuu.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0xnvqF7UkI/AAAAAAAAEwE/dzNX_RM-4Nc/s72-c/10012010360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-9192535011782542909</id><published>2010-01-10T10:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T10:15:56.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. what a lovely sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im enjoying my weekends. so do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-9192535011782542909?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/9192535011782542909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=9192535011782542909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/9192535011782542909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/9192535011782542909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello_10.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2250911347255005634</id><published>2010-01-05T19:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:56:56.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. im so shagged at werk. thats the main thing. almost fell aslep alot of times. un-countable. HAHA. lucky i had my cussin ard. we sempat main game as if that comp is my dad's. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, bad thing is that i had a bad bad bad menses stomach cramp. couldnt help it. hubby fetch me from work. had his dinner at my place and off to his part time werk.. good news, he got the ssdc job as a hmmm... i tak tau lah kan. but wats important, keje tu halal. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest omar and me went to remy's and efah's house. its sooo great to have one on our own once we're married but we can manage it tat fast.. anyway, good news! efah is 2 months pregnant. haha. cool kan. unplanned but for sure they can manage it. :D congrats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0MmwCiAovI/AAAAAAAAEu8/Okxhr9nmP7Q/s1600-h/P020110_14.11%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423220983039304434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0MmwCiAovI/AAAAAAAAEu8/Okxhr9nmP7Q/s400/P020110_14.11%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; im tired. reached home at 1.30am just now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what do you expect? im signing out lah baby. see ya!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2250911347255005634?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2250911347255005634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2250911347255005634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2250911347255005634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2250911347255005634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0MmwCiAovI/AAAAAAAAEu8/Okxhr9nmP7Q/s72-c/P020110_14.11%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5043715519702329541</id><published>2010-01-03T16:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T16:25:20.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRksZctoI/AAAAAAAAEu0/M4RW1uVmjb0/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422423642189117058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRksZctoI/AAAAAAAAEu0/M4RW1uVmjb0/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ets welcome 2010 with a big big heart with nothing to regret in life. insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 have been a memorable year for me. with hectic life in sch, studying like mad ass kid. i must said that man. spending a lot of cash for my sch, and not forgetting my engagement. and wats worst is to lose my favourite uncle. the one i love most. :'( all this i will remember. insyallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRgKbTlPI/AAAAAAAAEus/K5lUq5xHDeA/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422423564350625010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRgKbTlPI/AAAAAAAAEus/K5lUq5xHDeA/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went out on new year eve to celebrate it with my beloved frends! the one that i love most. nobody can beat them they re the best! one of my fav frens! the good thing about them, we dun have to go club to make oursf satisfy, all we need is just a moment spent together. thats enuf. thats the reason why i could click with them. all of us is the same. i shall now, pronounce them, my sisters and brothers. i love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course lah include their partner in life. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRfnfRLlI/AAAAAAAAEuk/qLLvf2QgRZw/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422423554972003922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRfnfRLlI/AAAAAAAAEuk/qLLvf2QgRZw/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than new year, i got the present form xh. a hat. a hat that my fiancee had always wanted. but now, i sure he is soo happy to have it now. thanks xianhan! love it love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRfTj52wI/AAAAAAAAEuc/eWtkI1h3kl8/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422423549622737666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRfTj52wI/AAAAAAAAEuc/eWtkI1h3kl8/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides that, not forgeting su's belated bdae gifts! haha. sorry for the late late gift. u were always busy! grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRfDtfQDI/AAAAAAAAEuU/pLcuoLAN3_w/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422423545367969842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRfDtfQDI/AAAAAAAAEuU/pLcuoLAN3_w/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides that, not forgetting mine too! i seriously love my shirt that the bought for me! i do i do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRe8J8XoI/AAAAAAAAEuM/plod2VTlziQ/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422423543339835010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRe8J8XoI/AAAAAAAAEuM/plod2VTlziQ/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, nothing much i could ask for from these cool pple. theyre the best. nothing/nobody beat them! i love you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello 2010! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am expecting it to change for once again. realise it before its too late. 'while im still here'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5043715519702329541?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5043715519702329541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5043715519702329541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5043715519702329541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5043715519702329541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2010/01/ets-welcome-2010-with-big-big-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/S0BRksZctoI/AAAAAAAAEu0/M4RW1uVmjb0/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6439731544387758718</id><published>2009-12-20T19:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:08:21.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my sat was fun. i head down to his house as planned. we watched dvds. movie marathon lah konon. we managed to finish up three movies continously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, papadom. very sad story.&lt;br /&gt;2nd, zombielang. haha. funny lah the ghost.&lt;br /&gt;3rd, setem. ntah. aku da mcm tk faham sgt lah tgk cite tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so shocked to see my hubby makan bnyk. keep on pelawa aku makan. non stop. makan ice cream lah, yoghurt lah. i though i aje yg makan bnyk. he lagik bnyk. LOL. tu pun tk gemz gemz. ape ckp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a wonderful day with him by my side. the feel is sooooo pure. *mcm paham*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SeOGXhDI/AAAAAAAAEuE/zBAORhtXt5c/s1600-h/P191209_16.58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417287712163464242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SeOGXhDI/AAAAAAAAEuE/zBAORhtXt5c/s400/P191209_16.58.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SEnArjII/AAAAAAAAEt8/sCd-L5u4wIw/s1600-h/P191209_16.58%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417287272173898882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SEnArjII/AAAAAAAAEt8/sCd-L5u4wIw/s400/P191209_16.58%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SECDnIAI/AAAAAAAAEt0/-L_GlTFljxU/s1600-h/P191209_16.58%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417287262254080002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SECDnIAI/AAAAAAAAEt0/-L_GlTFljxU/s400/P191209_16.58%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SD-o6aLI/AAAAAAAAEts/hRfgcO5PyGY/s1600-h/P191209_16.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417287261336791218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SD-o6aLI/AAAAAAAAEts/hRfgcO5PyGY/s400/P191209_16.59.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SDk26MGI/AAAAAAAAEtk/_gOG66xmwdE/s1600-h/P191209_16.59%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417287254416175202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SDk26MGI/AAAAAAAAEtk/_gOG66xmwdE/s400/P191209_16.59%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by 930 ive to knock off as im taking train back home. dalam train tu pulak lah kan ade org peragai. too obsess with her new branded bag. whatever lah kan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sape nak layan lu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SDK4gdCI/AAAAAAAAEtc/YRQOQ3rrSEw/s1600-h/P191209_16.59%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417287247443555362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SDK4gdCI/AAAAAAAAEtc/YRQOQ3rrSEw/s400/P191209_16.59%5B03%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;klah. till then lovelies. i had a superb wonderful weekend. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw, what did i do today??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watched papadom again lah kan! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6439731544387758718?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6439731544387758718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6439731544387758718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6439731544387758718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6439731544387758718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-sat-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4SeOGXhDI/AAAAAAAAEuE/zBAORhtXt5c/s72-c/P191209_16.58.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7599190238250278783</id><published>2009-12-20T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:57:07.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the christmas bdae celebration was a superb man! a good good job was done by the REC CLUB. good job guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time round the theme was red, white and green. this time round most of them wear the colours as requested by the rec club. its sooo fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4Pb10_azI/AAAAAAAAEtU/onmd7m6AmwY/s1600-h/DSCF1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417284372753509170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4Pb10_azI/AAAAAAAAEtU/onmd7m6AmwY/s400/DSCF1414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4PbdObXKI/AAAAAAAAEtM/43ZNUghV7jQ/s1600-h/DSCF1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417284366149311650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4PbdObXKI/AAAAAAAAEtM/43ZNUghV7jQ/s400/DSCF1416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4Pa-pK9UI/AAAAAAAAEtE/bPkosgbCHic/s1600-h/DSCF1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417284357939983682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4Pa-pK9UI/AAAAAAAAEtE/bPkosgbCHic/s400/DSCF1418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4PaY5KpyI/AAAAAAAAEs8/vkMQdzgDG_A/s1600-h/DSCF1420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417284347806525218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4PaY5KpyI/AAAAAAAAEs8/vkMQdzgDG_A/s400/DSCF1420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4PZ-vGjzI/AAAAAAAAEs0/NBxhScQUDzM/s1600-h/DSCF1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417284340784992050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4PZ-vGjzI/AAAAAAAAEs0/NBxhScQUDzM/s400/DSCF1422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NQJOPQNI/AAAAAAAAEss/6pPjPf7Bojo/s1600-h/DSCF1439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417281972777992402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NQJOPQNI/AAAAAAAAEss/6pPjPf7Bojo/s400/DSCF1439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NPpmCSVI/AAAAAAAAEsk/bKHLYhMKGXw/s1600-h/DSCF1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417281964287871314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NPpmCSVI/AAAAAAAAEsk/bKHLYhMKGXw/s400/DSCF1442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NPKHt06I/AAAAAAAAEsc/6MuhjAH78Eo/s1600-h/DSCF1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417281955839202210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NPKHt06I/AAAAAAAAEsc/6MuhjAH78Eo/s400/DSCF1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NO8l_5AI/AAAAAAAAEsU/fYU2spMcf4g/s1600-h/DSCF1450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417281952208118786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NO8l_5AI/AAAAAAAAEsU/fYU2spMcf4g/s400/DSCF1450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NOU9B9uI/AAAAAAAAEsM/g3oEbk2Panc/s1600-h/DSCF1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417281941567305442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4NOU9B9uI/AAAAAAAAEsM/g3oEbk2Panc/s400/DSCF1455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4LSy_Qz7I/AAAAAAAAEsE/pARv0t2CqL4/s1600-h/DSCF1468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417279819325951922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4LSy_Qz7I/AAAAAAAAEsE/pARv0t2CqL4/s400/DSCF1468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4LSWTNrdI/AAAAAAAAEr8/YP9GUXFud8g/s1600-h/DSCF1474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417279811625004498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4LSWTNrdI/AAAAAAAAEr8/YP9GUXFud8g/s400/DSCF1474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the xchange gift session is sooo fun. HAHA. couldnt stop laughing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4LR_Vg1fI/AAAAAAAAEr0/ssU1iD13Jjw/s1600-h/DSCF1475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417279805460633074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4LR_Vg1fI/AAAAAAAAEr0/ssU1iD13Jjw/s400/DSCF1475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4LRWVSIoI/AAAAAAAAErs/55H2fmdqPZY/s1600-h/DSCF1481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417279794453815938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4LRWVSIoI/AAAAAAAAErs/55H2fmdqPZY/s400/DSCF1481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun lah drg dpt ang pau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well thats it. it sooo fun. perharps, too fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-7599190238250278783?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7599190238250278783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7599190238250278783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7599190238250278783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7599190238250278783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-bdae-celebration-was-superb.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4Pb10_azI/AAAAAAAAEtU/onmd7m6AmwY/s72-c/DSCF1414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-8594605153989507202</id><published>2009-12-20T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:24:34.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO PPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the update for november bdae celebration at my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4IksoV0AI/AAAAAAAAErc/xC32Gsd84bQ/s1600-h/DSCF2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417276828321959938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4IksoV0AI/AAAAAAAAErc/xC32Gsd84bQ/s400/DSCF2374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4IkWinwKI/AAAAAAAAErU/G-NzWqktMOM/s1600-h/DSCF2367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417276822392389794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4IkWinwKI/AAAAAAAAErU/G-NzWqktMOM/s400/DSCF2367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they go for prata lah pulak kan!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OCTOBER BDAE CELEBRATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4IkERTRtI/AAAAAAAAErM/qgl3_D8lPIU/s1600-h/DSCF1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417276817487906514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4IkERTRtI/AAAAAAAAErM/qgl3_D8lPIU/s400/DSCF1226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4IjhKpm7I/AAAAAAAAErE/mffFO9tirEE/s1600-h/DSCF1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417276808064768946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4IjhKpm7I/AAAAAAAAErE/mffFO9tirEE/s400/DSCF1223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the theme is halloween. but not much wore orange for that day. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next, wait for my dec bdae cum chirstmas celebration. uploading..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay tuned!&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/30860077-8594605153989507202?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/8594605153989507202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=8594605153989507202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8594605153989507202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8594605153989507202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-pple-heres-update-for-november.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sy4IksoV0AI/AAAAAAAAErc/xC32Gsd84bQ/s72-c/DSCF2374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7225088930005962628</id><published>2009-12-16T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:23:30.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyjdNUkanFI/AAAAAAAAEq8/DCunoI3Gpig/s1600-h/IMG_0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415821772842507346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyjdNUkanFI/AAAAAAAAEq8/DCunoI3Gpig/s400/IMG_0305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyjdM3-P7JI/AAAAAAAAEq0/30AwYJH7WR4/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415821765166230674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyjdM3-P7JI/AAAAAAAAEq0/30AwYJH7WR4/s400/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this for xmas exchange gift at werk. this time round, it's soooo great! i love it. sooo the happening. HAHA. too many good things to talk about. but, overall, i enjoy it very much! i should say the best comp ever! the pple there mingle ard with everyone. be it the admin, the architect, the technician. haha. the director is somehow very relek one corner. so good! i enjoy my day siak even though i can foreseen my day for the next few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall do werk fast so that i can go home early and maybe skip lunch. i hope i can do that and that can also help me to save my money. haiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously ah, today i got a very very very bad feeling whereby the whole day i felt like crying. i dunnoe why. eventhough i am excited for whatever happens. there's sumthing inside me that makes me wanna scream and let it out. but it seems like it stuck for a moment in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gfs... i wanna meet you pretty soon. plssss make time for me. i know u guys are busy with many things in life. but, hey spare me a thought me. :( another thing that sadden me, i cant make it for the holiday trip with you guys. im done with my thinking. im so sorry... i know im like whattt but seriously i cant go. how i wish i could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next, alwi will be having his training at USA, near to las vegas. very irrit right??? i wanna ride airplane siak.. what hurts me is that he might be taking A380. what the toot.... right?! grr... i shall kill you bro! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i gtg. till then lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyjdMSNSATI/AAAAAAAAEqs/HvyLH55ORZI/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415821755028734258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyjdMSNSATI/AAAAAAAAEqs/HvyLH55ORZI/s400/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sumtimes, we shouldnt say everything to pple. we should save it till we cant take it. - hidayah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-7225088930005962628?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7225088930005962628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7225088930005962628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7225088930005962628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7225088930005962628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-got-this-for-xmas-exchange-gift-at.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyjdNUkanFI/AAAAAAAAEq8/DCunoI3Gpig/s72-c/IMG_0305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4260060903043985525</id><published>2009-12-15T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:59:15.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyeGDxPCjbI/AAAAAAAAEqk/Pp0JuOBm0X4/s1600-h/P121209_22.02.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415444476250459570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyeGDxPCjbI/AAAAAAAAEqk/Pp0JuOBm0X4/s400/P121209_22.02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyeGDVt8biI/AAAAAAAAEqc/hlU0syeBGFM/s1600-h/P131209_15.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415444468863888930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyeGDVt8biI/AAAAAAAAEqc/hlU0syeBGFM/s400/P131209_15.47.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i knoe b you're craving for thissss.... and i know plus ur ketam kan... i own u this three dishes. infact plus other one more. remember u nye fav daging osyter. i seriously dun have time to cook these dishes for you. with my pathetic schedule each day. haiz.. but as plan, i hope it happen on this sat.. our monthsary.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;insyallah i will wake up early and go pasar. LOL. tak janji. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant blog very long. many things on hold. ive to cook dinner for mysf. makanan dah abis lah! gini ive to cut my mum's pay. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second on the list, christmas's gift. ive to wrap them as tomolo my comp is having mini celebration. :D i really hope i will get sumthing good in return. LOL! hoping siak! better be! i will blog wat i get tomolo.. *cross finger*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;third, i am sooooo addicted to syurga cinta. i will be watching it tonight as planned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on top of all, that marks why i cant blog very long. in fact this is long enuf to keep you busy reading for a moment kan kan kan.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyeGC7Fcd1I/AAAAAAAAEqM/dKFo_3z_Lf0/s1600-h/P111209_14.55%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415444461714700114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyeGC7Fcd1I/AAAAAAAAEqM/dKFo_3z_Lf0/s400/P111209_14.55%5B03%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! i knoe your face will totally change to be like his kan or if my fiancee read this he will be like wat the hell tunang aku ni. letak muke tk glamour aku. LOL! haha. ive to go lah. seriously. im hungry siak! i cant take it. in like 10 second i gonna faint. I KNOW LAME LAH KAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyeGCrHaVNI/AAAAAAAAEqE/0KHzVG4zA7Y/s1600-h/P111209_14.55%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415444457427981522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyeGCrHaVNI/AAAAAAAAEqE/0KHzVG4zA7Y/s400/P111209_14.55%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back! with christmas celebration story! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stay tuned guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MUACKS!&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/30860077-4260060903043985525?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4260060903043985525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4260060903043985525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4260060903043985525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4260060903043985525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-knoe-b-youre-craving-for-thissss.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyeGDxPCjbI/AAAAAAAAEqk/Pp0JuOBm0X4/s72-c/P121209_22.02.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2787814334262794340</id><published>2009-12-13T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:09:10.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySR4cc4aFI/AAAAAAAAEp8/fmlX4PLjQE4/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414613050902210642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 406px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySR4cc4aFI/AAAAAAAAEp8/fmlX4PLjQE4/s400/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went over to nas's engagement. my friend since pri sch. sampai lah ke sec sch... tarian also together gather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahkirnye, she is engage to azman, her bf since sec sch. alhamdulilah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRUJPcoQI/AAAAAAAAEp0/mH_oe_wyjEk/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414612427270299906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRUJPcoQI/AAAAAAAAEp0/mH_oe_wyjEk/s400/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love her outfit! soooo niceee!!! berry the nice lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRTlmsxII/AAAAAAAAEps/asH0712Z__c/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414612417704150146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRTlmsxII/AAAAAAAAEps/asH0712Z__c/s400/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet her fiancee, azman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRTCUhjlI/AAAAAAAAEpk/LEt9MOqFOWg/s1600-h/IMG_0307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414612408232676946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRTCUhjlI/AAAAAAAAEpk/LEt9MOqFOWg/s400/IMG_0307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and meet this hensem boy, ahmad alfian, sarah's son. cute or what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRSvghHOI/AAAAAAAAEpc/DYH1aXmW950/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414612403182705890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRSvghHOI/AAAAAAAAEpc/DYH1aXmW950/s400/IMG_0314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this two were at my house. i miss them lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRSAMaTvI/AAAAAAAAEpU/JkXYT52PEPo/s1600-h/IMG_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414612390481907442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySRSAMaTvI/AAAAAAAAEpU/JkXYT52PEPo/s400/IMG_0313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute kan cute kan. i wanna pinch him whenever he did that face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; -__-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhh... super cute....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2787814334262794340?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2787814334262794340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2787814334262794340&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2787814334262794340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2787814334262794340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/went-over-to-nass-engagement.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySR4cc4aFI/AAAAAAAAEp8/fmlX4PLjQE4/s72-c/IMG_0299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6902738566060747262</id><published>2009-12-12T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T14:36:09.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i seriously had a great day with my fiancee, omar on thurs and fri. he was in his good behaviour thru out the day. minta maaf and stuff when u did wrong. not as usual. usually he will show his super long face and malas nak layan me. selalu nye he will be &lt;em&gt;'say with me ' EG-O-MAR....~" HAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&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;&lt;em&gt;very funny plus lame i know. i bet he is laughing his ass out at me. watever eh awak!&lt;/em&gt; &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;on friday i was on mc. so i send him to psa to send his mc(s) and his mum's epok2. send him to motorbike shop to settle his things and finally we had come to a decision to buy a new bike. hopefully that bike wont have many prob just like the others. :( i pity him very much for spending alot of cash over it and finally, sell it away. :( &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;tsk tsk tsk.&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;this time round, im sure i will be watching over that bike and to make sure that he wont sell it away! haiz. penat tau ashik tukar2 motor. sume nye haprak. haiz. &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;after settle his things, we went to PP to have dinner. ouh, rahmat was with us too. he tag us along. we had dinner and afterwhich we went home. tiring day. ive park the car and waiting for him downstairs as he said we wanna poop first. &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;but later part he was like ' u i antar u ge mrt kies' i say no lah. he tgh sakit2 abeh nak drive. gile ke! but later part, he said sumthing very very very touching that shoot me thru my heart. part tu rahsia ok. i fall for it. and he didnt only send me to the int but...........&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;he bring me go yishun damn and he send me home sampai rumah. haha. i was so impress with him. very much impress with the way he treat me at that point of time. alhamdulilah, we live to impress each other as days goes by....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414600474743248338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySGcam7ldI/AAAAAAAAEo8/o-Rc62IMdRA/s400/IMG_0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i took this photo of him. and its sooo pathetic that my face as usual very the bulat and besar, cannt fit into the love shape. then he ask me to ambek gmbr with the love outside my face. irritating kan! macam nak &lt;em&gt;papppppp&lt;/em&gt; jerrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414600490773935426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySGdWU8dUI/AAAAAAAAEpM/qKOnuRJ-CoI/s400/IMG_0378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;walaupun love tu terkeluar ring, i tetap happy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySGc7zENcI/AAAAAAAAEpE/9jLbjUVZL7k/s1600-h/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414600483652515266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySGc7zENcI/AAAAAAAAEpE/9jLbjUVZL7k/s400/IMG_0377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahh suke lah kan ketawa kan. aku tahu lah muke aku nie bulat. stop it okayyyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySGbxJYmnI/AAAAAAAAEo0/haRNYB7AmtM/s1600-h/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414600463613467250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySGbxJYmnI/AAAAAAAAEo0/haRNYB7AmtM/s400/IMG_0375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySGbNQP2kI/AAAAAAAAEos/pPWHm7eAvhw/s1600-h/IMG_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414600453978577474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySGbNQP2kI/AAAAAAAAEos/pPWHm7eAvhw/s400/IMG_0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzmoMjKYI/AAAAAAAAEok/H2EZavla3mw/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414227915747568002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzmoMjKYI/AAAAAAAAEok/H2EZavla3mw/s400/IMG_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnye he is so jeles of my pipi telur yang weight half of my body. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzmJDdQ-I/AAAAAAAAEoc/gH_YaYQWtu4/s1600-h/IMG_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414227907387933666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzmJDdQ-I/AAAAAAAAEoc/gH_YaYQWtu4/s400/IMG_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh ni lah mat romantis aku for the day. aku bagi dia makan salah obat lah agaknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzluoAAII/AAAAAAAAEoU/KhqponO21lo/s1600-h/IMG_0331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414227900293447810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzluoAAII/AAAAAAAAEoU/KhqponO21lo/s400/IMG_0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzlE_e2PI/AAAAAAAAEoM/ZTo6OzQp1lE/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414227889117649138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzlE_e2PI/AAAAAAAAEoM/ZTo6OzQp1lE/s400/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAU! posing tangan tk boleh angkatsssss..... practice untuk gmbr khawin lah. lawa peerrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzkTwH0uI/AAAAAAAAEoE/75Edrmz_sbg/s1600-h/IMG_0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414227875899888354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SyMzkTwH0uI/AAAAAAAAEoE/75Edrmz_sbg/s400/IMG_0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i shall end it here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;love, i had a great day with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'i am not that happy without u by my side'&lt;/em&gt; - me too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i l u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6902738566060747262?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6902738566060747262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6902738566060747262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6902738566060747262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6902738566060747262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-seriously-had-great-day-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SySGcam7ldI/AAAAAAAAEo8/o-Rc62IMdRA/s72-c/IMG_0376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2442542207980469810</id><published>2009-12-09T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:08:15.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8k45LCa72Cw&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;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8k45LCa72Cw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hope you know what i meant from this video. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh man, a lonely monday i must said. haha. i was like all alone at werk. doing my favourite calculation like never ending. radio was my bestfrend at that point of time. i couldnt help laughing alone at my werk place dgn berteman kan radio. HAHA. uncle sebelah aku mesti igt aku giler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;i was impress with mysf. i managed to finish up my project. like finally which took me more then a month to complete it. haiz. *geleng head* i hope not much of ammendment. im too tried of it man. i wanna do sumthing new. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yay! tomolo my cussin is back to werk. i wont have to eat lunch alone. sungguh kesepian. berteman kan ebuddy setiap hari dan tk lupa, facebook. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;happy wednesday pple! back on my track. werk is done. so yeah! lets makan gaji buta. HAHA. boleh tertido seh kat keje got nothing to do. haha. anyways. i got nothing much to say for today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413218417375368370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sx-deFtC1LI/AAAAAAAAEn8/ZwtqdQf4Y-0/s400/P071209_20.14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am upset with pple that never take an opportunity to understand the other party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;let smile for the future. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;grrrrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/30860077-2442542207980469810?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2442542207980469810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2442542207980469810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2442542207980469810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2442542207980469810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-hope-you-know-what-i-meant-from-this.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sx-deFtC1LI/AAAAAAAAEn8/ZwtqdQf4Y-0/s72-c/P071209_20.14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-222032422392801609</id><published>2009-12-06T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T21:48:28.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i meet up with my fiancee yesterday. send him over to polyclinic for his dressing. then we head to bukit merah to settle my one and only baby M. *rolleyes* very sad to let him go. my fiancee is planning to get a scooter. LOL. bukan tknak, tapi oleh kerana kaki nye yg panjang kan, nampak macam kelaka. AHAHA. opps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after settling it, we head to lagun sari. hafizah's wedding ceremony. she look georgous. very diff from the time we had in sec sch. im so happy for her for her marriage. :D kesian tau i heard everyday she bring bekal to werk just to save money. but now, i think she can enjoy her life dgn husband dia. alhamdulilah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw yest there's some funny scene happened. omar was climbing up the stairs at lagun sari then suddenly he wanted to trip and fall. haha. i couldnt help it. but to laugh. i suddenly feel im beng very very bad towards him. haha. opps. i cant stop  it seh. very funny. sorry b, i know u pun nak ketawa kan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the story did not end here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we head to tampines mall with a thought of wanting to watch movie together. but the showlist disappoint us. not much movie there. so we went for a walk. i could see his face trying very hard just to make my day. yes he did although at time i was like very bored and i couldnt stand it but to keep mysf quiet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its soo heartbreaking for me to see him walking that way. i makes me feel uneasy.. haiz.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;b, if your reading this, i do every single thing with love. i never ever force mysf to fall for you but u ursf make me fall deeper for you each day. i could sense your happiness with me. dun feel guilty about yest with me having to go home alone, i should be the one to be guilty to leave you behind in pain every single day. oh boy, i love you with my whole heart.. how i wish i could take care of you every single day. be there to entertain you. i hope you enjoy yest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok lets continue. emo shit lah now. haiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i send him back home. he was climbing up the stairs again and i didnt notice/realised that he is actually struggling behind me. so when the point of time i turn behind to stop and wait for him, he was about to trip and fall again. oh boy, luckily i was there to see you. haha. we could stop laughing. i was happy atleast there's sumthing to laugh about. i know at times, you feel like you wanna kill me kan. but tak sampai hati. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412114317263341858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxuxTARJiSI/AAAAAAAAEn0/_-IMEiBA9LQ/s400/06122009317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Rah rah ah-ah-ah-ah! Ro mah ro-mah-mah-mah! Gaga Ooh-la-la! Want your bad romance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ILUB!&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/30860077-222032422392801609?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/222032422392801609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=222032422392801609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/222032422392801609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/222032422392801609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-meet-up-with-my-fiancee-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxuxTARJiSI/AAAAAAAAEn0/_-IMEiBA9LQ/s72-c/06122009317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4354633208159026629</id><published>2009-12-04T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:52:09.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! F-R-I-D-A-Y!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;berry the happy you know! monday and tuesday i will be alone in the office. my cussin will be on leave on that two days. im going to be soo bored. mesti budak2 kat ofice kacau2 aku. haiz. nasib lah aku and plus, mesti aku tk ckp banyak on that day. and plus mesti aku tk ge makan (insyaAllah) and mesti aku boleh simpan duit (insyaAllah). haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, believe me or not, im stating to love MATH. i, mysf dun believe it too. im so glad that i managed to catch things up pretty fast. alhamdulilah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, tomolo is the day. i cant wait lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall tuck mysf to bed now. tomolo gonna be a long long day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxkSXSoXFUI/AAAAAAAAEns/MrHhOP0vzf8/s1600-h/P041209_07.36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411376618609775938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxkSXSoXFUI/AAAAAAAAEns/MrHhOP0vzf8/s400/P041209_07.36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; im blessed with what i have now. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4354633208159026629?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4354633208159026629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4354633208159026629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4354633208159026629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4354633208159026629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/yay-f-r-i-d-y-berry-happy-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxkSXSoXFUI/AAAAAAAAEns/MrHhOP0vzf8/s72-c/P041209_07.36.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7623103447378449578</id><published>2009-12-03T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:05:16.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wat a tiring day today. i knock off from werk early today. it feels good u know. the moment i reach jrg east mrt, i was like wahh.... masih siang seh.... masih ada matahari... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame lah i know. but still, i feel is soo unusual. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my everyday rushing so many things at werk. currently im doing some calculation. im like whattttt...... STILL GOT MATH AHH?? i tell you ah, my math very teruk u know. i think i should go and grab booster. like seriously.. grr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other thing is that i keep on forgetting to do so many things and that keeps me like do my work never ending. soo thee streesss.... whenever i saw the architect, tu lagik STRESS. i would just pray and hope that he dont see me. haha. boleh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so looking forward for tomolo... TGIF! YAYNESS! tapi kan, sad thing is that my work load is still pilling. its either i do my werk so slow / too many things and im handling it alone. haiz.... but still, im pretty pretty happy with my new job. VERY HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard that the 'bitch' (at my old werk place) is interviewing new pple. LOL. GOOD LUCK LAH EH SAPE YG DPT! haha. im too happy that ive walk away from it. 'farrrrr' away.... (infact very the near lah my new werk place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slap forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat i will be busy attending wedding and entertaining my dearest fiancee. i cant wait to meet him and like finally i get to be like a man. a man that always take care of his gf. haha. i never jaga org sakit before. i mean like betul2 sakit. now my first time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so excited because i get to meet him and we get to breathe in fresh air. and one more thing, u know what he wants. LOL. dun laugh okies. he very the cute make me fall for him deeper! like deep choco lahhhh!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we was like talking yest on the phone. asking where to go and stuff. so i said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i borrow wheel chair lah from my aunt. then we go out.&lt;br /&gt;he: ahh.... taknak lah... nanti aunt you nak kuar ke apa....&lt;br /&gt;me: takpe lah i tanya dulu....&lt;br /&gt;he: kalau ada wheel chair i nak u bwk i ge satu tempat nie.&lt;br /&gt;me: (dalam hati berfikir. park ker? tak mungkin lah. dia nye org mane lah nak romantic2 gitu) ge mana?&lt;br /&gt;he: i nak u bwk i ge park.&lt;br /&gt;me: LOL! ahhh u ckp i bnyk fantasy! u pun sama jugak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, he ahh always tau say many2 things to me. like i always in my fantasy mode. but he also the same. AIYOO! haha. but funny lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klah. im wanna call him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxexyEXyfYI/AAAAAAAAEnk/yD9ddHz_SU0/s1600-h/P031209_19.27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410988951034035586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxexyEXyfYI/AAAAAAAAEnk/yD9ddHz_SU0/s400/P031209_19.27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its proven that not only me like fantasy. u too. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/30860077-7623103447378449578?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7623103447378449578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7623103447378449578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7623103447378449578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7623103447378449578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/12/wat-tiring-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxexyEXyfYI/AAAAAAAAEnk/yD9ddHz_SU0/s72-c/P031209_19.27.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6955436653826414562</id><published>2009-11-30T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:09:54.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MONDAY BLUES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello readers. i had a bad day at work. which is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st. my pay is exactly on the 30th. soo the bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2nd. i target to finish up my work so that tomolo i can start sumthing new, but then i fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3rd. the LUP proj shucks big time. VERY BIG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4th. the structural dwg and the arch dwg is not telly. WTH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5th. ive to redo almost every single thing. which make me feel even sick of it. grr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6th. i am stilll stuck with the proj and that is so clear that i cant send my fiance for his check up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel bad seh. i wanted to send him for his check up. atleast we got our time for ourselves. i miss him very much. i start to worry so much for him. haiz. get well soon b. i know you re strong too strong that u can carry/chang me behind your back. i miss that lahhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it looks like now, im the one that have to carry you behind my back. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"grr... cepat lah baik...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i miss lah every single morning he text me when he's out to work. calling me in the late afternoon to check on me. i miss that ah. but now, im the one yg selalu kal him to check whether he is fine. i am sooo worried for him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dah baik jgn lupe i. jgn jadi degil... BOLEH?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i tak nag tau. i cuma nasihat jer. LOL. anyways, i love you always and i am trying to make time for you. but now, i got tons of work to handle/do. hope that you understand me bby. even now i am making time for you. so that you can spent atleast a min to go thru my blog and put that BIG &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; smile on your face. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouh btw, thanks to all who wish me today. be it on facebook/sms/phonecall. im so happy. im now a year wiser. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oklah. nite. time for me to call my hubby. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6955436653826414562?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6955436653826414562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6955436653826414562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6955436653826414562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6955436653826414562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/monday-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-8375016467740627067</id><published>2009-11-29T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:20:15.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a great weekend at jb, celebrate my advance bdae. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bbq for 2 days straight like crazy. to and fro to bestmart (our next fav hang out). HAHA. went to jusco. its so tempting. i wanted to spend but my pay is not in yet. grr... nvm, next time. i went there to borong DVDs for my fiance so that he can spend his everyday watching dvds plus read his UJANG. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hey, atleast im thoughtful of you okay!&lt;/em&gt; jangan ketawa! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxJx6WDqOJI/AAAAAAAAEnc/aD7lwdFFq2w/s1600/P281109_22.07%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409511349592668306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxJx6WDqOJI/AAAAAAAAEnc/aD7lwdFFq2w/s400/P281109_22.07%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bdae celebration this year was a lil bit bigger that last year. but it seems sad to me. it reminds me of arwah abah. i remember last year was the last one that i celebrate with him. :'( haiz. i miss him so much. sometimes, i could feel that he is ard me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i went over to omar's place from jb. i was very very very worried for him. (sape tak sayang tunang ooiii!!!) im so SEXITED to see him just now. heh. sempat nak pegang tangan. HAHA.. kekek kape?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;below is the picture of his legs and body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxJx6L0kEeI/AAAAAAAAEnU/ryzceCfZLqs/s1600/27112009305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409511346844996066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxJx6L0kEeI/AAAAAAAAEnU/ryzceCfZLqs/s400/27112009305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxJx5iqpRyI/AAAAAAAAEnM/85wuEugH3Qk/s1600/29112009311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409511335797540642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxJx5iqpRyI/AAAAAAAAEnM/85wuEugH3Qk/s400/29112009311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i just want him to recover fast and so that he can get back to work and save up for our marriage. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, starting from today i will have to blog often so that fiance is not bored to death at home. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps: get well soon baby! imy&amp;amp;ilu. very. much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes, you own me 10 more kisses. :DDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh, is 30th tomolo????&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/30860077-8375016467740627067?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/8375016467740627067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=8375016467740627067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8375016467740627067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8375016467740627067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-had-great-weekend-at-jb-celebrate-my.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SxJx6WDqOJI/AAAAAAAAEnc/aD7lwdFFq2w/s72-c/P281109_22.07%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4907058401057658026</id><published>2009-11-25T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T23:25:57.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helo. today im so busy at werk. hari2 buat LUP drawing. boleh pengshan ohh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a very bad feeling yest before i went to bed. had a hard time trying to put mysf to bed. i force mysf and i manage to sleep for 30 min. hubby called me at ard 11pm plus and tell me that he met with an accident. i thought he was joking. so i put mysf to bed back. at 1am his cussin msg me and tell me that they are at the hosp. at 3am he called me. i was too shock to put mysf to bed. keep on tossing ard to figure out what really happen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD HE IS STILL IN ONE PIECE! phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at his picture, sakit2 pun sempat nak buat muka. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sw1Gt-5rAcI/AAAAAAAAEnE/Tm59K-e9bEs/s1600/25112009303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408056483334783426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sw1Gt-5rAcI/AAAAAAAAEnE/Tm59K-e9bEs/s400/25112009303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went over to his house with nora just now. thanks to her for accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"terima kasih!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda disappointed with pple that behave strangely towards me for this 7 freaking years. i tell you, if my jodoh panjang with omar, i dunnoe how am i going to face it. i am totally like not appreciate with that person. keep on showing like a 'whatever attitude'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f**k lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant control my emotion. so sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so lucky to have a fiancee that is so understanding. i am so happy that even my fiance saw what that person did to me. atleast i am not making up story. i am so happy that my fiance atleast give me courage to kip on living with THAT TYPE OF PERSON. i dont give a damn to that person. if YOU think YOU are good enuf to be that way, THEN BE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD is GREAT. KARMA is always waiting to be by ur side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew! i am tired of saying things like this. too tired. whatever it is, if ure reading it, it will be good if you change before is too late to even ask for forgiveness for your countless reactions towards me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sw1GtuTedQI/AAAAAAAAEm8/RFPZ4Qv-Uzg/s1600/P211109_15.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408056478879610114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sw1GtuTedQI/AAAAAAAAEm8/RFPZ4Qv-Uzg/s400/P211109_15.07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i dont live to impress you but i live to impress my FUTURE HUSBAND. he knows me better than you do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ILU, ABG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4907058401057658026?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4907058401057658026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4907058401057658026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4907058401057658026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4907058401057658026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/helo.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sw1Gt-5rAcI/AAAAAAAAEnE/Tm59K-e9bEs/s72-c/25112009303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-384321258565697971</id><published>2009-11-23T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T21:59:19.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwqUjVOiTzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/yZVdHsrEE3w/s1600/DSC00399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407297637326147378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwqUjVOiTzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/yZVdHsrEE3w/s400/DSC00399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got no werds to describe. they were too nice to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is what i call true friends. they never leave me behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you guys! my advance bdae celebration was superb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again, i love u all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muack!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwqUjGk1fFI/AAAAAAAAEms/QywgYZ-kCs0/s1600/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407297633393146962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwqUjGk1fFI/AAAAAAAAEms/QywgYZ-kCs0/s400/DSC00415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later part, the three of us went to al ameen bukit timah for supper. haiz, makan lagik. gemuk gemuk~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, see you again!! i waiting for 30th to come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-384321258565697971?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/384321258565697971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=384321258565697971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/384321258565697971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/384321258565697971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-got-no-werds-to-describe.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwqUjVOiTzI/AAAAAAAAEm0/yZVdHsrEE3w/s72-c/DSC00399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-8122612131140616883</id><published>2009-11-21T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T00:48:13.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbG7eWT2WI/AAAAAAAAEmk/dbNpEIwjMH0/s1600/P201109_20.04%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406227127766079842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbG7eWT2WI/AAAAAAAAEmk/dbNpEIwjMH0/s400/P201109_20.04%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGzljvEcI/AAAAAAAAEmc/Y1lcvXynS58/s1600/P201109_20.04%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406226992262484418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGzljvEcI/AAAAAAAAEmc/Y1lcvXynS58/s400/P201109_20.04%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGzRRX5PI/AAAAAAAAEmU/bNrZA0wBdH8/s1600/P201109_20.04.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406226986816759026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGzRRX5PI/AAAAAAAAEmU/bNrZA0wBdH8/s400/P201109_20.04.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGzF3UVBI/AAAAAAAAEmM/N_gRC21WDP0/s1600/P201109_20.03%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406226983754683410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGzF3UVBI/AAAAAAAAEmM/N_gRC21WDP0/s400/P201109_20.03%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGy4jA-eI/AAAAAAAAEmE/MaauSvhA2ak/s1600/P201109_20.03%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406226980179868130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGy4jA-eI/AAAAAAAAEmE/MaauSvhA2ak/s400/P201109_20.03%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGyg1G1QI/AAAAAAAAEl8/QScl2paYDVE/s1600/P201109_20.03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406226973813298434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbGyg1G1QI/AAAAAAAAEl8/QScl2paYDVE/s400/P201109_20.03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh besttt.... after werk like finally i get to meet up my lovelies. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;al ameen @ wlds is the place. thats a last min plan. we makan mcm org kebulur. kalau tunang aku nmpk nie, mesti geleng kepala... LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so looking forward for later. im gg for a date with my fiancee. this weekend he is going to be mine. YAY! susah tau nak tunggu dia off on weekend. ahhh.... best nye!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;best best best best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kk... nak tido nie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-8122612131140616883?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/8122612131140616883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=8122612131140616883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8122612131140616883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8122612131140616883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/wahh-besttt.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SwbG7eWT2WI/AAAAAAAAEmk/dbNpEIwjMH0/s72-c/P201109_20.04%5B02%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-3239336515114860159</id><published>2009-11-15T18:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:37:17.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets continued from yest stories....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_Ya8_nUwI/AAAAAAAAEl0/rq569F92E9Y/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404276035429028610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_Ya8_nUwI/AAAAAAAAEl0/rq569F92E9Y/s400/xh+bangkok+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's xh... he is the one that is gg to bangkok for intern... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to popeye. they had their lunch there and then we head to ys for movie. 2012. great movie! go watch. so sedih. the sad part where it touches me was when the father sacrifice his life to save his family. terharu sungguh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_Yaq-xdWI/AAAAAAAAEls/OtcyYaqPuUU/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404276030593660258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_Yaq-xdWI/AAAAAAAAEls/OtcyYaqPuUU/s400/xh+bangkok+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YadB0OdI/AAAAAAAAElk/8bvUZSw6u2k/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404276026848328146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YadB0OdI/AAAAAAAAElk/8bvUZSw6u2k/s400/xh+bangkok+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YaEl_I3I/AAAAAAAAElc/q41WbA9r85g/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404276020289151858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YaEl_I3I/AAAAAAAAElc/q41WbA9r85g/s400/xh+bangkok+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YGkesxiI/AAAAAAAAElU/Kd3A25nHvi0/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275685251139106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YGkesxiI/AAAAAAAAElU/Kd3A25nHvi0/s400/xh+bangkok+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YGRYskBI/AAAAAAAAElM/gFXcB7_shi0/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275680125685778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YGRYskBI/AAAAAAAAElM/gFXcB7_shi0/s400/xh+bangkok+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YGF-Y-dI/AAAAAAAAElE/Qalq5hGUMEU/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275677062560210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YGF-Y-dI/AAAAAAAAElE/Qalq5hGUMEU/s400/xh+bangkok+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YF5neF6I/AAAAAAAAEk8/L_7EWFl_N2M/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275673745201058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YF5neF6I/AAAAAAAAEk8/L_7EWFl_N2M/s400/xh+bangkok+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YFhvxZRI/AAAAAAAAEk0/uzTdIYSKxTg/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275667337569554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_YFhvxZRI/AAAAAAAAEk0/uzTdIYSKxTg/s400/xh+bangkok+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the movie, we play card games. haha. i had sooo much fun with them. sungguh gerek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_XwYfWVQI/AAAAAAAAEks/Z0JsebjPJeY/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275304075515138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_XwYfWVQI/AAAAAAAAEks/Z0JsebjPJeY/s400/xh+bangkok+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_XwEzU8rI/AAAAAAAAEkk/jCXH7j8Wtt4/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275298790601394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_XwEzU8rI/AAAAAAAAEkk/jCXH7j8Wtt4/s400/xh+bangkok+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_Xv8eRaTI/AAAAAAAAEkc/82mSY9eDn_Q/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275296554805554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_Xv8eRaTI/AAAAAAAAEkc/82mSY9eDn_Q/s400/xh+bangkok+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_XvpikTzI/AAAAAAAAEkU/viatEnXtsjE/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275291472547634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_XvpikTzI/AAAAAAAAEkU/viatEnXtsjE/s400/xh+bangkok+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_XvNyA3kI/AAAAAAAAEkM/xtgDvy7lezk/s1600-h/xh+bangkok+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404275284021141058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_XvNyA3kI/AAAAAAAAEkM/xtgDvy7lezk/s400/xh+bangkok+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;later after movie, we had supper at tea tarik. our all time favourite hang out! haha. i miss the rojak and the satay babat. thats why im having babats all over me lah kan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;klah. hope u have a lovely weekend. mine was great! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-3239336515114860159?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/3239336515114860159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=3239336515114860159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3239336515114860159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/3239336515114860159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-continued-from-yest-stories.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv_Ya8_nUwI/AAAAAAAAEl0/rq569F92E9Y/s72-c/xh+bangkok+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7992206341047419109</id><published>2009-11-15T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T00:44:47.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, plan turn out great although he came to fetch me late. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our beautiful 'breakfast' aka lunch at Changi Airport. both were hungry mcm dah sebukan tk makan. order many things but we manage to stuff all inside our empty stomach. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b7e_VKxI/AAAAAAAAEkE/6R0yaXwULT8/s1600-h/P141109_13.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998417868630802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b7e_VKxI/AAAAAAAAEkE/6R0yaXwULT8/s400/P141109_13.34.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the banana split&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b7Of67iI/AAAAAAAAEj8/1XqHBp7d6_g/s1600-h/P141109_12.47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998413441920546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b7Of67iI/AAAAAAAAEj8/1XqHBp7d6_g/s400/P141109_12.47.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beef Lasagnia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b684VebI/AAAAAAAAEj0/F5VUz4wTAQY/s1600-h/P141109_12.43%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998408712485298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b684VebI/AAAAAAAAEj0/F5VUz4wTAQY/s400/P141109_12.43%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chilli crab spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b6io_IKI/AAAAAAAAEjs/oVD0U2qrJqo/s1600-h/P141109_12.43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998401668784290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b6io_IKI/AAAAAAAAEjs/oVD0U2qrJqo/s400/P141109_12.43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sourdough dunnoe what. recommended!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b6TAJY9I/AAAAAAAAEjk/mRqE28-3xmE/s1600-h/P141109_12.37%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403998397470958546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b6TAJY9I/AAAAAAAAEjk/mRqE28-3xmE/s400/P141109_12.37%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bdWVyMvI/AAAAAAAAEjc/jSLtvjybfwo/s1600-h/P141109_12.36%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997900150813426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bdWVyMvI/AAAAAAAAEjc/jSLtvjybfwo/s400/P141109_12.36%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bdG_P06I/AAAAAAAAEjU/3uLqQEIA7sI/s1600-h/P141109_12.36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997896029754274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bdG_P06I/AAAAAAAAEjU/3uLqQEIA7sI/s400/P141109_12.36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bdG-mbeI/AAAAAAAAEjM/ZqeU6glV7Ls/s1600-h/P141109_12.14%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997896027041250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bdG-mbeI/AAAAAAAAEjM/ZqeU6glV7Ls/s400/P141109_12.14%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bc9ZyKwI/AAAAAAAAEjE/emxGXJUmUkc/s1600-h/14112009292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997893456702210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bc9ZyKwI/AAAAAAAAEjE/emxGXJUmUkc/s400/14112009292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bcdrzSTI/AAAAAAAAEi8/oytsM1wLqP4/s1600-h/P141109_12.14edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403997884942338354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7bcdrzSTI/AAAAAAAAEi8/oytsM1wLqP4/s400/P141109_12.14edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously had a wonderful day with him. very very very much. thanks for the sacrifise date that we have. although ure tired, u still make it happen. mcm mane gue tak jatuh cinta lah kan dgn u. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw after lunch, we head to T1 to meet xh alwi sarahlee and nora. xh  is gg to bangkok for his intern. great or what. wish him luck and yes, enjoy ursf. dun cry lah! u make me wanna cry. hheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that baby had to head home as he is werking night shift today. :( i wonder how is it gg to be if we're married. when im out for werk, he'll be reaching home from werk. when i reach home, he's out for werk. very bad lah gitu. tsktsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but nevermind, thats why i wanna have many many kids! LOL. so that they can keep me accompany when daddy is out for werk. best kan.. hHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok lah. i will update more once i get pic from alwi. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be continued.....&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/30860077-7992206341047419109?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7992206341047419109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7992206341047419109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7992206341047419109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7992206341047419109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-plan-turn-out-great-although-he.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv7b7e_VKxI/AAAAAAAAEkE/6R0yaXwULT8/s72-c/P141109_13.34.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1834277040628480851</id><published>2009-11-13T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T00:01:25.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv18apM-wXI/AAAAAAAAEis/vgqXXizycyA/s1600-h/edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403611925093204338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv18apM-wXI/AAAAAAAAEis/vgqXXizycyA/s320/edit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv18aR05hOI/AAAAAAAAEik/M_M3dtGusGw/s1600-h/edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403611918818182370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv18aR05hOI/AAAAAAAAEik/M_M3dtGusGw/s320/edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey sarahlee, thanks for the baju.... lawa.... heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;omar and i have been doing this like so called short meet up every now and then. atleast im not grumpy for not having the chance to meet him. although its a while, yg penting both of us is enjoying our moment with each other. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last friday, we had a quick lunch together. super fast. he didnt even finish up his potion and he got to go... so so so.... tomolo we are meeting up for breakfast. yay! i hope he wont turn me down. like duh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oouhhh btw, its friday the 13th today. and its TGIF! yay! i am looking forward for it. and alhamdulilah, im done with my proj. submission and yessa, 30th november is another submission. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;busy busy busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, do u notice something? its been awhile since this blog is flood with omar's and my pic. i hope i wont forget to snap our pictures. hang on there readers. will be back real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time for bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403611927581949330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv18ayeV_ZI/AAAAAAAAEi0/DQRLqwxr3gg/s320/edit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i heart you pple out there.. &lt;em&gt;especially my fiancee.&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1834277040628480851?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1834277040628480851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1834277040628480851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1834277040628480851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1834277040628480851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-sarahlee-thanks-for-baju.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sv18apM-wXI/AAAAAAAAEis/vgqXXizycyA/s72-c/edit2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4635049934731450222</id><published>2009-11-10T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:02:43.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, lately ive been depressed i guess. ive been crying almost every single night. tak percaya... up to you lah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been wondering tau why am i putting mysf in this situation thinking so hard for it while pple just macam tk peduli. u get wat i mean. haiz, its been years baru now i want to make this clear for mysf. lol. tk terlambat kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so later part u will see ALL my photos yg i smile very the wide.com. i dun want to sedih2 everynow and then (which i hope i can maintain it). i would just go with watever ALLAH had decide for me. i noe that he knows me better than anybody in this wide world. kan kan kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402453171455179410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvleiThEupI/AAAAAAAAEic/WYN240JU3f0/s320/P101109_20.30%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, every single day at werk i will be listening to music. music is the one that makes me think wide. better than nothing. each time i hear what the singer want to elaborate, makes me think. think and think and think, now, im like this. deciding to change for the future. best kan. music just makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402453166415438690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvleiAvgY2I/AAAAAAAAEiU/E1wACdGFNnw/s320/P101109_20.30%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u knoe, last week was a hard week for me. im down with many issues in my life. i hold my tears and tried very hard not to cry at werk. its hard for we (gurls) to do it. at times, when u just cant hold it, it would just drop w/o u knowing it. its hard. i just hope one day, man would understand why we (ladies) cant control our emotions. that marks we are much much sensitive than them. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402453165015740194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Svleh7hyryI/AAAAAAAAEiM/gE7d7P1yC6w/s320/P101109_20.30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is where this book came about. men is from mars and women is from venes. (whatever lah the title) ive been wanting to buy that book, been ages lah. cheh! (HINT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402452956264260146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvleVx3j4jI/AAAAAAAAEiE/YISd3Xk6Hmc/s320/P101109_20.27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes eh, when we think too much of things, we would just get diggy kan. takpe, take a deep deep breathe and SMILE very wide. VERY VERY VERY VERY WIDE. heh. then close your eyes and smile again. continue smiling. tu kan sedekah. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402452945305454642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvleVJCxyDI/AAAAAAAAEh0/o60wcMjucW0/s320/P101109_20.21%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im tired of smiling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvleVs3eLXI/AAAAAAAAEh8/Hpz4H3cY2sE/s1600-h/P101109_20.24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402452954921708914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvleVs3eLXI/AAAAAAAAEh8/Hpz4H3cY2sE/s320/P101109_20.24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, ive been hearing this song, from kerispatih. old song, but it contains alot of things in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jangan lagi kau sesali keputusanku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ku tak ingin kau semakin kan terluka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak ingin ku paksakan cinta ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meski tiada sanggup untuk kau terima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku memang manusia paling berdosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Khianati rasa demi keinginan semu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lebih baik jangan mencintaiku aku dan semua hatiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karena takkan pernah kau temui, cinta sejati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Reff:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Berakhirlah sudah semua kisah ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan jangan kau tangisi lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekalipun aku takkan pernah mencoba kembali padamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sejuta kata maaf terasa kan percuma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab rasa ku tlah mati untuk menyadarinya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga saja kan kau dapati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hati yg tulus mencintaimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi bukan aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Repeat reff]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402452936469937618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvleUoIOfdI/AAAAAAAAEhk/zGkK4rqN4dw/s320/P101109_20.21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahhhh..... feeling kan.... i know. jgn sedih/nangis tau teman2 ku. infact releks. mak gue kata, we have to make an effort to undastand others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402452940488562626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvleU3GV18I/AAAAAAAAEhs/Irp9pgij-oI/s320/P101109_20.21%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah.... lets sambung dgr lagu. makes me wanna dance lah pulak kan. mesti lah lagu rnb. tak kan jiwang gini kan. paham sume?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;klah. nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4635049934731450222?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4635049934731450222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4635049934731450222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4635049934731450222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4635049934731450222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-lately-ive-been-depressed-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvleiThEupI/AAAAAAAAEic/WYN240JU3f0/s72-c/P101109_20.30%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5635396580936577481</id><published>2009-11-08T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T11:50:46.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me start with a big smile on this bright sunday. i am happy as everything is fine now. alhamdulilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvY9t635y2I/AAAAAAAAEhc/61liz19u3Qo/s1600-h/08082009127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401572662184627042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvY9t635y2I/AAAAAAAAEhc/61liz19u3Qo/s320/08082009127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss my fiancee so much till i feel macam nak lemas. ok bedek. i miss him so much so yest i was trying my luck to ask him for dinner together. nasib he agree tau. kalau he tak agree, aku frust menongek lagik... hmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks for agree-ing. see you later after your morning shift. (org gile je tau keje on sat and sun) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401572451858541314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvY9hrWQawI/AAAAAAAAEhU/iVI5Quz7sQs/s320/P180709_17.58%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wondering why these pple nye pic ade kat sini? i miss them too lah... including their partners.. sume dah mcm bro love. best kan? alwi dgn nora je lah okies?! haha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gang, jok lah kite ge picnic.... cycling ker???? jok lah... plan something please!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss korang banyak banyak okies!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok. part ni u all have to pay extra attention okies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOVEMBER IS HERE... so tahu2 je lah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its the right time for me to request some of the things that i want or wish to get. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. nokia hp. (the one that is like N76 but the mini version) Boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. BAJU!!! i need that. i admit i easily get sick and tired of my clothes easily. Boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. tiket pergi ke luar negeri? Batam pun jadi lah. Boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. jacket yg mcm kat esprit tu. nora, u knoe kan yg mane satu hehe. ;) Boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. kasut yg kat Bata tu boleh? alwi u noe kan yg mane... Boleh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok yg nie last,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. sponsor majlis perkahwinan aku boleh? BOLEHHHHHHHHHHH?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. u all consider lah eh... tak dpt ni pun tkpe, janji dpt kasih sayang korang sume... HAHHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401572446013643826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvY9hVkuXDI/AAAAAAAAEhM/idS_guVtCMY/s320/P071109_21.43%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;love, yaya.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5635396580936577481?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5635396580936577481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5635396580936577481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5635396580936577481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5635396580936577481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-me-start-with-big-smile-on-this.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SvY9t635y2I/AAAAAAAAEhc/61liz19u3Qo/s72-c/08082009127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1746292539306868150</id><published>2009-11-07T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:18:03.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i want to cry, but i left with no tears.&lt;br /&gt;i let everything out to clear out my heart and feelings, but pple wont bother to put what i said in their mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sadden me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what hurts me most when u feel unwanted by others. i wont trust pple saying to me how much they treasure me in their life. i wouldnt wanna know about it. its time for me to take my feelings and stop wondering what others feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh god, please be with me all time. guide me to the correct path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'what if i die after this?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont cry for me, stp and think for your future. not to treat someone like how u treat me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its killing me softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dun realised it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think and think over it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-yaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1746292539306868150?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1746292539306868150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1746292539306868150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1746292539306868150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1746292539306868150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-i-want-to-cry-but-i-left-with.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-2583004390112228408</id><published>2009-11-06T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:44:59.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dont ask me hows my date. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i meet up with nora. went to jp to shop. finally i bought the shoe that ive been eyeing since the first time i saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was v. bad. that was one of the worst day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i end this amaran utk sume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"jgn senang percaya kan org, nanti diri sendiri kena buih"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-2583004390112228408?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/2583004390112228408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=2583004390112228408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2583004390112228408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/2583004390112228408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-ask-me-hows-my-date.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-8714576223534571452</id><published>2009-11-05T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:34:52.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello. i love my current job. very very very much! although im still new in this line but the pple ard me is very very helpful. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! tomolo is TGIF! GREAT ORRR WHATTTT?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to meet love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out for shopping again nak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abis lah duit.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-8714576223534571452?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/8714576223534571452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=8714576223534571452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8714576223534571452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8714576223534571452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4990270855847242947</id><published>2009-10-25T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:36:29.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! good day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting at my new werk place tomolo. pretty scared. i hope i wont be very blurr at werk. its been 5 years since i last did architectural drafting. lol. i shall brush up my skill then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, my sat was great. omar and i went shopping. we started shopping at 10 pm trust me. not at mustaffa centre but at westmall. haha. so next weekend we will be gg shoping again. i cant wait. yayness. can payday come faster. (dah nak kering nie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went for a midnight movie at cck, lot 1. 'imagine that' was great cume i feel mcm confused skejap. lol. maybe my mind wants to sleep at that point of time. haha. we went for wedding expo. many things had to plan. photoshoot, banquet, gifts, decorations... alot more lah. i just hope one fine day i would bump into 10K dollars. LOL. who knoes. hahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klah, im ending my day now with a sweet dreams. night all. love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4990270855847242947?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4990270855847242947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4990270855847242947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4990270855847242947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4990270855847242947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-good-day-everyone-im-starting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5246469387203002513</id><published>2009-10-23T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:30:40.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heya pple! im back. i hope this time round i wont be leaving u guys waiting for me to blog. hopefully i will be blogging every single day. insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive quit vanguard interiors. too many issues to tell here. overall, i hate werking with pple that doesnt respect me. )&amp;amp;&amp;amp;^%%$#@#%#%@^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im stating over at my new werk place this coming monday. hope that this time round, it would be a better place for me and my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, lately many things have been bothering me. i cant sleep tite. i keep on thinking wat/where future will bring me to... sometimes i feel like i want to grab my hubby with me and run as far as we could. haiz. but we cant run from fate. fate has bring us together and now its the time for us to hold on to each other tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when will all this useless pple will open up there mind and think for goodness sake. haiz. i cant bear to see omar holding on to many responsibility when he himself is not happy with it. it sadden me to see him this way. i cant do anything as im not realy apart of him yet. i cried to keep mysf feel better. finding solution single day just make me feels mad. i tried to make everyone happy, but i guess i fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till when should i/we be in this way. please make a room for us to breathe for once. i shall leave it to fate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*boy, ILY. i dont wish to see us hanging like this for so long. i realy hope you could do sumthing atleast make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SuG6M9eZHiI/AAAAAAAAEhE/aBuz_tpmV44/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SuG6M9eZHiI/AAAAAAAAEhE/aBuz_tpmV44/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395798560389799458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, YAYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5246469387203002513?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5246469387203002513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5246469387203002513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5246469387203002513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5246469387203002513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/10/heya-pple-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SuG6M9eZHiI/AAAAAAAAEhE/aBuz_tpmV44/s72-c/IMG_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6303381775391727895</id><published>2009-10-03T09:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:35:25.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helo! im back again. heh. i wake up xtra early today just to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i was spring cleaning during raya eve and i saw this pic. haha. well dun laugh, we are just cute, thats all. adore us pls. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsapS7fJs7I/AAAAAAAAEgo/rfnOvc1qwvU/s1600-h/P190909_14.42%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388180146866467762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsapS7fJs7I/AAAAAAAAEgo/rfnOvc1qwvU/s320/P190909_14.42%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388180131391580722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsapSB1pqjI/AAAAAAAAEgY/R7_iUMaGY3w/s320/P190909_14.42.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was shock to see that picture. its like ____ years ago... maybe 5 years ago. LOL. memories mahh!!!! i wan to keep that and show my generation. boleh? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsapSRr2YCI/AAAAAAAAEgg/LsxRBuGVSf4/s1600-h/P280909_15.51.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsapRpAlALI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/IjkRfTXIlrc/s1600-h/P200909_13.35%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388180124726526130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsapRpAlALI/AAAAAAAAEgQ/IjkRfTXIlrc/s320/P200909_13.35%5B03%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsapRerM2_I/AAAAAAAAEgI/tu6dfQDXxJk/s1600-h/P200909_13.34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388180121952508914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsapRerM2_I/AAAAAAAAEgI/tu6dfQDXxJk/s320/P200909_13.34.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok for first day of raya, nampak tk perubahan? i straighten my hair. not permanent lah. haha. i love it.. it look silky. :) and yes, it is lah for ur info. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okok. i am just plain bored. how i wish i am rich. (random) bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6303381775391727895?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6303381775391727895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6303381775391727895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6303381775391727895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6303381775391727895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/10/helo-im-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsapS7fJs7I/AAAAAAAAEgo/rfnOvc1qwvU/s72-c/P190909_14.42%5B01%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7204721135199237227</id><published>2009-10-03T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:28:48.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got many many stories to tell tau. i miss blogging. but too bad, werk has taken my time like alot! u know lah the feeling of like grrr.... when u reach home. my eyes just cannot take it wanna stare at the comp. i miss fb for like 3-4 weeks. i miss blog hop. so now is just the right time for me to do everything i want. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at werk, all the malay/foreigners were given chocolate cake from raffles hotel. delicious! tapi tk halal. :( opps. thats the 2nd delicious cake ever! the first one is during xian han bdae. i will nver forget that cake! Drooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Ssanf6cNtCI/AAAAAAAAEgA/wgueUmB9Gz8/s1600-h/P011009_17.08%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388178170900755490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Ssanf6cNtCI/AAAAAAAAEgA/wgueUmB9Gz8/s320/P011009_17.08%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsanYkEocOI/AAAAAAAAEf4/KIw-P5CHzNk/s1600-h/P250909_17.21%5B03%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388178044637180130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsanYkEocOI/AAAAAAAAEf4/KIw-P5CHzNk/s320/P250909_17.21%5B03%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsanYF_jVKI/AAAAAAAAEfw/JvOYi_gEiFM/s1600-h/P250909_17.21%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388178036562810018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsanYF_jVKI/AAAAAAAAEfw/JvOYi_gEiFM/s320/P250909_17.21%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsanXtqI-9I/AAAAAAAAEfo/MbXY9u2UwnE/s1600-h/P250909_17.21%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388178030030552018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsanXtqI-9I/AAAAAAAAEfo/MbXY9u2UwnE/s320/P250909_17.21%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsanXD7s0OI/AAAAAAAAEfg/e5cnojG5igE/s1600-h/P250909_17.21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388178018829914338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SsanXD7s0OI/AAAAAAAAEfg/e5cnojG5igE/s320/P250909_17.21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my manager bring me down to site to do site imspection. this is the current project that i am doing. hehe. bangga ke? ishh tk lah. nak tunjuk2 jer. best lah. i rather go to site than stay inside the office to do paper werk. staring at the comp just make me sleepy. :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-7204721135199237227?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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what it means. hehe. his words were simple, but it shot me deep in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ILY!&lt;/em&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/30860077-7452342615477526086?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7452342615477526086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7452342615477526086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7452342615477526086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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tension aku di buatnye. &lt;br /&gt;mcm nak pecah kepala otak aku!&lt;br /&gt;dgn org yg tak being so resonable satu. &lt;br /&gt;mane yg ckp je nak tlg tapi abuk pun tkde. &lt;br /&gt;mane yg MC bila di perlu kan. di saat2 yg critical gini.&lt;br /&gt;mcm siak ah.&lt;br /&gt;TENSION!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6789117559496475759?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6789117559496475759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6789117559496475759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6789117559496475759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6789117559496475759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/09/boring-sak-keje.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1958629514880009078</id><published>2009-08-30T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T16:53:24.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sick and tired of werking. i just wanna quit sometimes. if its not about my future, i will do it. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fiance have been great giving me encouragement thruout my werking days. both of us is getting busy. not much of meet up nowadays. futhermore he is werking part time to get extra cash for our big day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, raya is coming. i am sooo going to be very busy cleaning my house and making kuih. lately, i have been doing ot's at werk. busy with the current project. that marks why my blog is getting a bit dusty. hahaa.. recently i had a great meet up with the nafa gang. although not much that came down, but it was great! shesha over the night is the main thing that i am looking forward. futhermore mix with the stressness of my werking life. its paid off man. haha. i mcm paham kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to geylang with nana, iwan, their two kids and beloved fiance. i was touched although he is tired, he came down to meet me. touched sgt. futhermore, its been a while tk jumpe. :)))) suke!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, u knoe what am i currently waiting? im waiting for my pay lah!!! payday payday! haha... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*b, i am treasuring the moment i have with you. you are wat i am looking for, for my future. i love you. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1958629514880009078?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1958629514880009078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1958629514880009078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1958629514880009078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1958629514880009078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick-and-tired-of-werking.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1173293404155385635</id><published>2009-08-22T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:12:02.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>buke with the family and relatives over at the nana's place. well its sooo fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it. lets do it again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1173293404155385635?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-4641065800086035354</id><published>2009-08-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:14:02.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohh mann.... lets welcome the month of ramadhan. i was very very happy but at the same time i am sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was busy doing my werk when bikna call. she was crying talking to me. i was shocked. i thought something bad had happen to her. she was sad that tomorrow is the first day of fasting and she wants to go back to abg mimi's place. when i heard her crying, i was holding back a bucket of tears underneath my eyes. i could handle it but to let it go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh god, i hope she is able to cope with everything. i hope she is doing fine. i wouldnt want to lose another person in my life. it is soo painful. i just cant wait for her to be with me. when she is with me, i know she is safe... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to apprieciate everyone's in my life. be it far or near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in one more month time, hari raya is here. i miss abah. i miss his kecoh-ness when raya is coming. haiz... i hope he come to see me every single day. i miss him badly. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya Allah.... tenang kan lah hati hamba mu ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al fatehah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-4641065800086035354?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/4641065800086035354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=4641065800086035354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4641065800086035354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/4641065800086035354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/08/ohh-mann.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-6454167941150334361</id><published>2009-08-19T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:16:10.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alamakkk!!! i forgett!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 83 MONTHSARY to my dearest, beloved fiancee. next month our relationship turn 7 years. happy or whatt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was busy at werk when he send me MMS. his words were simple, but he shoot me right to my heart. it just make me fall for him even more. mcm mane lah i tak pampered you b! :) haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, susah tau nak dpt sweet messages from him.. makan bulan kot. he always say to me, i tak boleh ckp selalu, kena ckp sekali sekala.... now i know why.... tapi kan... i nak selalu lah boleh? boleh kan! boleh belah kot! ok i tahu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tgh tahan ketawa ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tgh tahan lagi nieeeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape........... k give up.. HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-6454167941150334361?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/6454167941150334361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=6454167941150334361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6454167941150334361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/6454167941150334361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/08/alamakkk-i-forgett-happy-83-monthsary.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1837523343956122639</id><published>2009-08-19T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:01:44.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eeeeee geramm nyeee.... blogger memang bermasaalah ahh... i wanna reboot my comp ahh.. haiz..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;werk was fun today. tk banyak nag... alhamdullilah. i hope this will maintain selalu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently i cant wait to go meeting on friday.. mcm best and mcm paham lah aku nanti... lagi2 aku tgh pegang 2 proj skg. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi mcm paham kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malam teman2 sume...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b, mane you ni tk alik2... dah nak tidoooorrrr nieee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1837523343956122639?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1837523343956122639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1837523343956122639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1837523343956122639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1837523343956122639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/08/eeeeee-geramm-nyeee.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-697462295376443044</id><published>2009-08-18T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:26:19.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>very funny lah today when im on my way to werk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, every single day i would bump into this guy. he live's at gombak and thats the reason why i know him. so, this morning, after i alight at ct hall, as usual, i would walk my way to werk. listening to MP4, hoping for someone to msg or call me, but selalu tkde. hampe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, back. i was walking feeling2 like supermodel lah kan, then this guy, he walk beside me, just like a friend. so i was like, OKAYYYYY, maybe i shall walk slower. he then overtake me. then i was like, OKAYYYY, maybe balak dah lepas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, got this woman walking towards us, so he gave way by stopping exactly beside me. i was like, ALAMAK!!! balak belum lepas ni. he was like staring at me all awhile. MAK KAU! tk kena gaya siol. so i gave up. i look at him. give him my minah face. then he show the hand signal to ask me to pluck out my earphone. so i did. and i say, YE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he ask me, you stay gombak eh... i was like, duhh ah2.... (padahal dah selalu nampak kat MRT) ape ckp! then he ask me, your face seems to be familiar ahh. then i say, AH2... TAK KENAL KER??? THERES ONCE YOU WANT TO GET TO KNOE ME, BUT THEN IM YOUR CUSSIN. IGT?! haha.. member trus muke sort. LOL. but anyway, i dun treat him special pun, dah abg sedara aku pun... HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like smacking his face for keep on saying i look familiar. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least there's someone i know and i can chat with thruout my journey to werk.. takde lah bosan sgt kan... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klah, im off to bed. busy and tired lah. too many maths calculation is inside my mind. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my fiancee, very much. i miss him like hell. i wanna have a quick date if thats possible. pls pls pls. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-697462295376443044?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/697462295376443044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=697462295376443044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/697462295376443044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/697462295376443044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-funny-lah-today-when-im-on-my-way.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-5585641785626953915</id><published>2009-08-18T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T21:11:51.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, werk is tough. i am so pissed off sometime. everyday i hope its fri. i need a long break. after probation i want to have a long weekend boleh? grr... tak sabar lah... nak ke mauritius ahh.... best nyer... dalam mimpi ku agaknye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-5585641785626953915?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/5585641785626953915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=5585641785626953915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5585641785626953915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/5585641785626953915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-werk-is-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-1746885577516923390</id><published>2009-08-16T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:45:46.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for now, no matter what friday will be my happiest day. when friday is here, i will be like, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY! - TGIF!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my werking life just shucks big big time. i am pushing mysf to be strong to face the hard side of life. calling up supplier and meeting dateline is a hard thing for me. i am still new and sometime pple ard me is testing my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, think positive is the best thing, but afterall, i just need a break. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i am able to absorb many many things. ASAP! my team member is very supporting and nice pple to be with. except for one. which i tknk elaborate. (positive dayah) grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each day i will be expecting hubby's off day. which mean i am able to tell him many many stories. but kan, some pple on the other hand pulak mcm tk senang tgk kite. i very confuse tau. i am not someone yg nak influence my hubby to do this and that. only my closest frend will know me well. plus only him will understand me better than that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was touched to see him making a point to make up with me when things get messy. finding solution to make both party happy. but sometimes many other things upset me the most. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;looking ard me why pple would one to be very nasty to us. why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, both of us is holding on to each other hand very tightly to go thru all this. we believe that one day all that will be over for us. and yes, future is always there waiting for us. (insyaAllah). we want nothing, but happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;life oh life... god or god... i am living each day with many sad stories/obsticles. nothing is fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being with my man/family makes me a happy woman in life. nothing i could ask for. nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:''''(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-1746885577516923390?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/1746885577516923390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=1746885577516923390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1746885577516923390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/1746885577516923390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-now-no-matter-what-friday-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-8034691738979332829</id><published>2009-08-16T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:27:06.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! congrats to me for being able to be PATIENCE enuf with blogger. pics is up now! yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well last week weekends was the great. sheesha and laughing gas was the fun thing for me. looking at them laughing just make me smile and appreciate my day better. especially when i saw hubby enjoying himself although he was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob78wLL8LI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/afEdo_BR_uU/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256626828439730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob78wLL8LI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/afEdo_BR_uU/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, before we start the day, lets take picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob78ho80HI/AAAAAAAAEfI/sHE0RnbNq48/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256622926745714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob78ho80HI/AAAAAAAAEfI/sHE0RnbNq48/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. my buntat is getting heavier as day pass by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob78FHiX1I/AAAAAAAAEfA/cZ2k77uXRDo/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256615270408018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob78FHiX1I/AAAAAAAAEfA/cZ2k77uXRDo/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; baru start dah mabok. ishh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob77o_7v8I/AAAAAAAAEe4/tMV1LkCgJlE/s1600-h/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256607722323906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob77o_7v8I/AAAAAAAAEe4/tMV1LkCgJlE/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHEESHA was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7y6rZdmI/AAAAAAAAEew/9h1zNqfiIDc/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256457849206370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7y6rZdmI/AAAAAAAAEew/9h1zNqfiIDc/s320/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOE DRAGON&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7yY_8_lI/AAAAAAAAEeo/gF5JCYeKA6I/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256448808615506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7yY_8_lI/AAAAAAAAEeo/gF5JCYeKA6I/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kak juli featuring shesha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7yL2V9yI/AAAAAAAAEeg/Wrxcs962OfM/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256445278648098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7yL2V9yI/AAAAAAAAEeg/Wrxcs962OfM/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buntat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7xUhWbCI/AAAAAAAAEeY/N4YpjWZZ3dw/s1600-h/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256430426647586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7xUhWbCI/AAAAAAAAEeY/N4YpjWZZ3dw/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my masam rayyan nawfal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7w8Q0oDI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/4e88sBvSOo4/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256423914872882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7w8Q0oDI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/4e88sBvSOo4/s320/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lets put his priceless pic as the stating pic for laughing gas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7mnuQqGI/AAAAAAAAEeI/09A6Vxygo8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256246602508386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7mnuQqGI/AAAAAAAAEeI/09A6Vxygo8Y/s320/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;follow by the happy mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7mCW5otI/AAAAAAAAEeA/a-XlXVPS6Nc/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256236572418770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7mCW5otI/AAAAAAAAEeA/a-XlXVPS6Nc/s320/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the tanak, but suke mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7liDH-5I/AAAAAAAAEd4/7P_tJeav2Q4/s1600-h/IMG_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256227899538322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7liDH-5I/AAAAAAAAEd4/7P_tJeav2Q4/s320/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;follow by me, the sesudah effect. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7lI7Bs6I/AAAAAAAAEdw/8lCi7L_qcD0/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256221154685858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7lI7Bs6I/AAAAAAAAEdw/8lCi7L_qcD0/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the high pple! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7kp1wUyI/AAAAAAAAEdo/DdyxeOx1m50/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370256212811076386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob7kp1wUyI/AAAAAAAAEdo/DdyxeOx1m50/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the kids just cant be bother. they had a wonderful sleep. and ignore those noise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love my cussin. theyre the most happening pple on earth.&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/30860077-8034691738979332829?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/8034691738979332829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=8034691738979332829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8034691738979332829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/8034691738979332829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/08/yay-congrats-to-me-for-being-able-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/Sob78wLL8LI/AAAAAAAAEfQ/afEdo_BR_uU/s72-c/IMG_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30860077.post-7503209718495971048</id><published>2009-08-13T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:30:19.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. i didnt know theres a guy that is very very very the down to earth kalau bercinta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, i was happy to see sarah and azri love story. i will nvr fail to read them each time im on the net. never ever! i was happy for her to get someone better in life. not saying dulu tk better, cume takde chemistry lah eh. well, azri was very very very sweet to make sarahlee happy each day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless he forget to make sarah smile WIDEEEEE each day. be it with his messages, kat fb, ke kat mane2.she is so blessed. and i think azri ni org nye ONE IN A MILLION KOT? haha. bukan nak ckp no guys is like that cume belum terserempak kot. haha. well to azri, never stop doing that. never ever. gurls will be appreciated each time guys did the way u did. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know, each day is a beautiful day untuk drg. best kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak sabar lah nak tgk krg nye happy ending. i mean, naik pelamin lah. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well best wishes to the both of you. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30860077-7503209718495971048?l=nineteenseptember.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/feeds/7503209718495971048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30860077&amp;postID=7503209718495971048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7503209718495971048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30860077/posts/default/7503209718495971048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nineteenseptember.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>h1dayah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07527741884446291722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AEmxWAa9mgM/SZqZGM5I_5I/AAAAAAAADPE/JIq-d654IUY/S220/IMG_2727.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
