<?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-8079552208372796922</id><updated>2012-02-14T08:38:16.670+08:00</updated><category term='heartless'/><category term='sad'/><category term='makan2-borak2'/><category term='outstation'/><category term='suka2~'/><category term='best-terkejut-happy'/><category term='raya-raya~'/><category term='miss~'/><category term='birthday present~'/><category term='work~'/><category term='song by kelly clarkson~'/><category term='love......a walk to remember...jiwang mode...'/><category term='spa~'/><category term='birthday~'/><category term='sedih mode~'/><category term='kurus dan kurus...'/><category term='Sugarland'/><category term='make up~'/><category term='wish...'/><category term='suka-suka'/><category term='novel melayu~'/><category term='jiwang dan jiwang~'/><category term='song~'/><category term='CINTA HATI BOBBY~'/><category term='my heart~'/><category term='tudung mode~'/><category term='you..you..you...'/><category term='malam..nite...duvet'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='friend/miss/love'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Make over'/><category term='love~'/><category term='love dan perkahwinan'/><category term='happy-malas-working'/><category term='jiwang yg xhabis2...miss Mr duvet...'/><category term='mulfunction brain~'/><category term='solemnization~'/><category term='sorry...............'/><category term='Raya~'/><category term='rindu mode~'/><category term='article/facebook'/><category term='money oh money'/><category term='wedding...hang outs'/><category term='random'/><category term='facial~'/><category term='bella-edward~in love??'/><category term='-luahan hati~'/><category term='friends~'/><category term='shawls/scarf'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='ronaldo-gorgeous-bola'/><category term='shopping-shoes-haizum'/><category term='edward..bella..love~'/><category term='birthday..24th..cake..present'/><category term='accident~'/><category term='heels~'/><category term='edward...edward...new moon~'/><category term='business~family'/><category term='shopping~'/><category term='cant sleep-lagu romantis-Faliq'/><category term='jalan2~'/><category term='sakit hati~'/><category term='start~'/><category term='food..ayam penyet..love'/><category term='crush~'/><category term='inai~'/><title type='text'>NamasayaTihah</title><subtitle type='html'>She takes the good with the bad, smile with the sad, love what she've got, and remember what she had. Always forgive, but never forget. Learn from mistakes, but never regret.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>411</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-7192258564590962959</id><published>2012-02-14T08:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T08:38:16.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less Facebook</title><content type='html'>Ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good Morning~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekarangkan saya sudah less active in Facebook. No, I don’t hate FB but I am merely bored with FB. Seriously I found nothing interesting in FB except for the fact that I have to keep my FB account alive for the sake of my old friends. Saya sayang mahu close account sebab FB has reunited me with several old friends masa sekolah dulu. If I did close my account, then I will definitely akan lost contact balik…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To tell you the truth, saya bukan sekadar less active in FB but actually saya memang dah tak buka FB langsung. And practically, I don’t have a clue on what is going on with FB. Cool kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Terus terang, saya tidak suka FB because it remind me of someone. Sebab that someone la saya ada FB account. And the fact that I can still see his latest progress or info menyebabkan saya jadi tidak sedap hati or dengan lebih tepat lg..it makes me uncomfortable. Okay..maybe orang akan cakap saya masih lagi tidak move on. Fine….maybe yes and maybe no. Saya rasa, saya memang dah move on habis dah sebab I am no longer mengingati our kisah lama. Sebab kisah itu saya sudah simpan jauh dalam recycle bin. Tapi itu lah, saya masih tidak mampu untuk berhadapan dengan manusia itu..bukan sebab takut or I have feeling for him but I am afraid that I might cry when I saw him. LOL~ Ya…masih lagi tidak kuat untuk berhadapan dengan manusia itu sebab rasa sakit itu sangat dalam. Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, my personal problem has nothing to do with FB pun. If anda di luar sana enjoy ber “facebook”, please do so…Lagipun, I don’t really like the changes in FB. Seriously, it is super confusing. And benda yg saya paling tidak suka is when strangers can actually view my pictures. I have already make it private kot but still ada jugak orang can simply comment my pictures. It is a major turn off okay!! FB is less private nowadays sbb itu saya malas nak active macam dulu2. Sekarang, I have turn into a Twitterholic. Pagi petang, siang malam…is all about twitter. My sister sangat pelik kenapa saya terlalu obsess with Twitter. LOL~ I think twitter is the best medium for you to actually express all your thoughts. I mean, I tweet what I feel. If ada manusia yg feel offended in any way…berjuta maaf ku pinta ya..Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah lama tidak meluahkan perasaan di dalam blog, finally…I am willing to open up my heart. Bukan sengaja nak bercerita but I have too…so that beban ini akan reduce sedikit. Lagi satu so that other people know why I don’t like to facebooking anymore. Bukan sebab saya sombong, but I merely want to protect myself from getting hurt. I believe seseorang itu perlu menjaga hati dia dulu sebelum sibuk nak menjaga hati orang. No, am not encourage people to be selfish, but I think manusia sekarang terlalu memikirkan hati dan hal orang lain instead of taking care of their own problem. Remember, by taking care of yourself, you might help other people to care about themselves too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay..enough bebels..jum kerja!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RM_jXhVBW44/Tzmsl_VmndI/AAAAAAAABMs/5Ejqy3pgg2o/s1600/2012-02-02%2B09.32.40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708783771325996498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RM_jXhVBW44/Tzmsl_VmndI/AAAAAAAABMs/5Ejqy3pgg2o/s320/2012-02-02%2B09.32.40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: pipi saya dah macam hamster kan?? T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-7192258564590962959?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/7192258564590962959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=7192258564590962959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/7192258564590962959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/7192258564590962959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/02/less-facebook.html' title='Less Facebook'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RM_jXhVBW44/Tzmsl_VmndI/AAAAAAAABMs/5Ejqy3pgg2o/s72-c/2012-02-02%2B09.32.40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-9059960919339974321</id><published>2012-02-13T12:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T15:44:45.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Jimmy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khbt_vD5p64/TziPjkDURaI/AAAAAAAABLw/MNUiBL86sbM/s1600/2012-01-28%2B12.24.06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708470368827884962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khbt_vD5p64/TziPjkDURaI/AAAAAAAABLw/MNUiBL86sbM/s320/2012-01-28%2B12.24.06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Hi, My name is Jimmy. I was born in Kl in a pet shop. I never knew who’s my father is as I have been taking care of by my mom. When I was only 3 months old, a cat lover bought me off and later I have been living like a king in Ampang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My owner has 4 children. But one of them is an Airulophobia which is a type of specific phobia when it comes to cats. She is irrationally feared of me. She can’t simply be near me at least 10 feet away. Obviously I am an adorable cat but she loathes me. She tends to hysterically scream if I go near her. But I’m cool since I know my master love me. He gives me absolute best care. I even own a house on my own. If they were to go on a vacation, my master will send me to a pet hotel to make sure all my needs are been taking care of. Such a good master he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I am too having this fear when it comes to human. I don’t like to be near strangers. They surely give me this creepy feeling. I love when people massage my body as I feel a bit relax and I am able to calm myself. I don’t like when people try to play rough with me, so if you play rough with me..then I will bite you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to play catch when I am in the mood of playing. Lately I find myself a bit fat. I think I am fat since I have done no exercising. I try to run in order to lose weight but I tend to get exhausted pretty easy nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhh..and yes…I don’t like to mingle around with other cats because they are practically dangerous. I try to befriend one of the stray cat outside my house but it turn out that the cat is nasty and smelly. The cat also tries to scare me away. The conclusion is, I hate stray cats!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inilah Jimmy…Kucing yg super gedik dan manja. Badan jer gemuk dan besar tapi dia seorang yg penakut!! Walaubagaimanapun, saya sayang Jimmy eventho he is not mine. Ya, my mom won’t allow me to have any pets. Currently sedang rindu Jimmy and looking forward to hug and kiss him later after work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_8Ye_z_c8M/TziPxjUuYII/AAAAAAAABMU/grjSUa6OoJo/s1600/2012-01-17%2B16.22.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708470609150632066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_8Ye_z_c8M/TziPxjUuYII/AAAAAAAABMU/grjSUa6OoJo/s320/2012-01-17%2B16.22.49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ten7AvLCkGY/TziPkDlvraI/AAAAAAAABMI/g4Z6ab3VKZ4/s1600/2012-01-17%2B16.21.42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708470377293786530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ten7AvLCkGY/TziPkDlvraI/AAAAAAAABMI/g4Z6ab3VKZ4/s320/2012-01-17%2B16.21.42.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxToJYVrYIU/TziPjoysCSI/AAAAAAAABL8/pSVNO5ju09o/s1600/2012-01-17%2B16.21.26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708470370100316450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fxToJYVrYIU/TziPjoysCSI/AAAAAAAABL8/pSVNO5ju09o/s320/2012-01-17%2B16.21.26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taCo9b3llTY/TziPxs6Rk7I/AAAAAAAABMc/QHz6yQ3C9qY/s1600/2012-01-28%2B12.28.58.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708470611724047282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taCo9b3llTY/TziPxs6Rk7I/AAAAAAAABMc/QHz6yQ3C9qY/s320/2012-01-28%2B12.28.58.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-9059960919339974321?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/9059960919339974321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=9059960919339974321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/9059960919339974321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/9059960919339974321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/02/si-jimmy.html' title='Si Jimmy'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-khbt_vD5p64/TziPjkDURaI/AAAAAAAABLw/MNUiBL86sbM/s72-c/2012-01-28%2B12.24.06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8406666734245845449</id><published>2012-02-09T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T16:50:00.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hook up with ALLAH, ALLAH will hook you up.</title><content type='html'>Dear Muslim &amp;amp; Muslimah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly read this article from Suhaibwebb.com..A very good article to keep us near with our &lt;strong&gt;CREATOR&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came upon this website through a friend who constantly reminds me on the beautiful of being a muslim. Therefore, I would love to share it in my blog. It is possible that I am going to share lots of articles from his website. Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Bacalah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I got married, I was given unsolicited advice on how to change in order to make myself “more appealing” to brothers. Sisters would voluntarily tell me I should be more outgoing when with men, dress more attractively to get their attention and stop being as involved with Islamic activism so I would not scare them away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when is our purpose in life marriage? Where in the Qur’an does Allah ask us to change our personalities, dress style and tone down our activism in hopes of getting hitched? Nevertheless, with marriage being such a huge concern in our community, many face the temptation to change their values to find a spouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s an idea: Instead of working to please a potential suitor, perhaps we should first seek to please Allah, the One who sows the seed of love in our hearts and can bless us with our dream husband or dream wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of looking for marriage at every event, let’s look for marriage in our relationship with al-Wahhab, the Giver of All. Let’s be honest. We are talking about al-Mujeeb, the Responder to Prayer. Those are amongst the Names of Allah! Allah gives and He answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are an individual who struggles to lower your gaze and protect your eyes, heart, tongue and body from falling into the haram, don’t you know that Allah will indeed reward you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you glance up and see someone you wish you could be with, turn away and in that moment ask Allah to bless you with a spouse who will be the sweetness of your eyes. Would not Allah listen to and accept your supplication to Him? How could Allah possibly not accept the supplication of His adamant worshipper who is painfully struggling to maintain his or her modesty and guard his or her chastity? The Prophet ﷺ has encouraged us to “Ask and you will be given…” (at-Tirmithi) Allah will give you! How could He not when you are striving only for His Sake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In those moments in the last third of the night, in those two rakahs which you make out of pure frustration of your situation, weeping, asking Allah (subhanahu wa ta’ala – exalted is He) to answer you – do you not think Allah the Rabb al-`alameen (Lord of the Worlds) will not respond to you? Allahu Akbar (God is the Greatest), this is Allah! Without doubt Allah (subhanahu wa ta’ala) is going to answer you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet ﷺ relates from Allah in a hadith Qudsi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Our Lord (glorified and exalted be He) descends each night to the earth’s sky when there remains the final third of the night, and He says: ‘Who is saying a prayer to Me that I may answer it? Who is asking something of Me that I may give it him? Who is asking forgiveness of Me that I may forgive him?’” (Bukhari)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is hooking up with a brother or sister on gchat or facebook worth in comparison to hooking up with the One who can hook you up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Shaykh Muhammad Faqih once said, “Hook up with Allah, Allah will hook you up!”&lt;br /&gt;Let’s hook up with salah! Hook up with the Qur’an! Hook up with community work for Allah’s Sake! And have certainty that when we struggle to please Allah (subhanahu wa ta’ala), Ash-Shakoor is the Most Appreciative of our work and will undoubtedly reward us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will that reward be in the form of an amazing spouse and an amazing marriage? Allah knows best. But the best part is that Allah knows what is BEST for us and that His bounties are limitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet ﷺ has told us, “Any Muslim who supplicates to Allah in a du`a’ which contains no sin [of] breaking of kinship, Allah will give him one of three things: either his du`a’ will be immediately answered, it will be saved for him in the hereafter, or it will turn away an equivalent amount of evil (from him)…” (Ahmad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, we must know that if we connect with Allah, we can trust that Allah will grant us whatever is best, whether it be an answer to exactly what we are asking for or something better. Allah has got our backs! Who better to trust our future with than the One who already knows it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier said than done? Maybe. But what have you got to lose? If at the end of the day you are only increasing in closeness to Allah, increasing in reading the Qur’an, tasting the sweetness of your salah, and making more sincere du`a’ then insha’Allah (if Allah wills) you will have gained more than simply “a spouse” if you get married and you would have gained much more than facebook “cruising for a spouse” time while you’re attempting to find your better half…Insha’Allah you will gain more in this life and the next, and an unwavering relationship with Allah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some short, quick and amazing ways we can increase our relationship with Allah through good deeds massively rewarded inshaAllah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get what you really want: “Allah will grant whoever recites this seven times in the morning or evening whatever he desires from this world or the next” (Ibn As Sunni, Abu Dawood – both reports are directly linked to the Prophet ﷺ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"HasbiaAllahu la ilaha ila huwa `alayhi tawakaltu wa huwa Rabbu’l`arshi’l`atheem."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;“Allah is Sufficient for me, none has the right to be worshipped except Him, upon Him I rely and He is Lord of the exalted throne.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be recited seven times in the morning (after Fajr) and seven times in the evening (between `Asr and Maghrib).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And say “Subhan’Allah” (glory be to Allah) 100 times. For a person who does this, “a thousand good deeds are recorded for him and a thousand bad deeds are wiped away.” [Muslim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ask Allah to forgive your brothers and sisters: “Whoever seeks forgiveness for believing men and believing woman, Allah will write for him a good deed for each believing man and believing woman.” [at-Tabarani, classed as hasan by al-Albani]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And; Work to protect yourself from the Hellfire: “Allah will spare whoever says this four times in the morning or evening from the fire of Hell” (Abu Dawood, was also reported in Bukhari).&lt;br /&gt;Allahumma inni asbahtu ush-hiduka, wa ushidu hamalata `arshika, wa mala’ikataka, wa jamee`a khalqik, annaka Ant Allah, la ilaha illa Ant, wahdaka la shareeka lak, wa anna Muhammadan `abduka wa rasuluka (when saying this in the evening, say “Allahuma inni amsaytu” instead of “asbahtu.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“O Allah, verily I have reached the morning and call on You, the bearers of Your throne, Your angels, and all of Your creation to witness that You are Allah, none has the right to be worshipped except You, alone, without partner and that Muhammad is Your Servant and Messenger.” To be recited four times in the morning (after Fajr) and evening (between `Asr and Maghrib).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord of the Worlds speaks to us and tells us, “And when My slaves ask you concerning Me, then I am indeed near. I respond to the invocations of the supplicant when he calls on Me. So let them obey Me and believe in Me, so that they may be led aright” (Quran, &lt;a href="http://quran.com/2/186"&gt;2:186&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are coming to Allah with rajaa (hope), with a powerful combination of seeking Allah’s pleasure, striving to leave anything which may gain His displeasure and making a consistent effort to ask Him to open the best of ways for you and then putting your trust in Him that He will give you whatever is best. Of course Allah is going to answer you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As was once stated, “A person has never held certainty in Allah only for Allah to disappoint him/her.’ Never will Allah disappoint those with yaqeen (certainty), tawakkul (reliance) and husn al-dhann (good opinion) of Him.” Hook up with Allah and know that without a doubt, Allah ‘azza wa Jall will hook you up in the best of ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Originally written by Maryam Amir Ebrahimi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, what a beautiful path indeed if we hook up with ALLAH. Be near to HIM and insyaallah HE will help us find our happiness. This article adalah peringatan untuk diri sendiri actually. But I see no harm to share a good article, so let us take a moment and ponder upon yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will share yet another beautiful article yg definitely will make you cry because I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8406666734245845449?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8406666734245845449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8406666734245845449&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8406666734245845449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8406666734245845449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/02/hook-up-with-allah-allah-will-hook-you.html' title='Hook up with ALLAH, ALLAH will hook you up.'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8395651586208412963</id><published>2012-02-09T12:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T12:31:27.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alhamdulillah....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XTnaygzAGxM/TzNMEborUUI/AAAAAAAABLk/4I6Anxiq2EI/s0/2012-02-09%25252009.51.50.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XTnaygzAGxM/TzNMEborUUI/AAAAAAAABLk/4I6Anxiq2EI/s400/2012-02-09%25252009.51.50.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have received a good news today!! Syukur sangat2...I never thought I will be accepted tapi itulah..rezeki tuhan nak beri..alhamdulillah...Thanks to my beautiful bebeh jgk for her initiative..if not mesti tak dapat...ok..now I need to be positive and start to finishing up my work...ok bye!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Errr..picture itu sbg hiasan...lol&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8395651586208412963?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8395651586208412963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8395651586208412963&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8395651586208412963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8395651586208412963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/02/alhamdulillah.html' title='Alhamdulillah....'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XTnaygzAGxM/TzNMEborUUI/AAAAAAAABLk/4I6Anxiq2EI/s72-c/2012-02-09%25252009.51.50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-1141261325710807758</id><published>2012-02-08T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T13:38:38.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>USS dalam kenangan......</title><content type='html'>Okay, finally….I do have time to blog about our trip to USS (Universal Studio Singapore). Not that I can’t blog when I am at home, I can but seriously I spent a lot of time outside my house instead of spending time at home and lolling around. Kenapa?? Because my family like to go out and jalan2 cari makan. We are only at home during dinner time and malam is my time to berjimba with all the cousins so technically speaking, how am I suppose to blog? &lt;strong&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;USS is super awesome!! Actually our trip is super duper awesome since it is our first trip without our parent. Ya, it is a family trip where 12 of us spent some quality time and menghabiskan duit ibu bapa masing-masing…hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are heading to JB by bus since our parent won’t allow us to drive. Naik bus pun best jugak, in fact it is cool since we are able to borak-borak and buat bising dalam bus. I bet other passengers mesti sgt piss off with us since we are the only passengers’ yg tidak tidur all the way from KL to JB. I guess we are too excited to sleep. We are safely arrived in JB at 9pm. The thing is, I am the oldest among them all so I have to arrange everything from A to Z. It is easy to arrange a holiday but it is not easy when it comes to managing people. There are few issues la yg I am so malas to mention but I am proud to say all of them are well behaved. Thanks to my brother for helping me and support us financially..Ya, adik saya banyak duit!!! &lt;em&gt;*jealous*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, barulah we all head to Singapore!!Due to major excitement…all of us woke up at 5am and waiting for our bus to USS. Sesungguhnya, I can’t believe all of them are willing to bgn awal since I know my cousins…kalau tak dijerit memang jangan haraplah for them to bgn awl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setiba di USS, guess what…without having any breakfast…all of us decided to take a ride on the most terrifying roller coaster ever. Am not a brave woman when it comes to roller coaster but since semua pun insist to ride so I joined them. Hasilnya…right after turun dari roller coaster, I threw up twice!!! Nice kan??Ya, sekiranya anda ingin membunuh jantung anda atau ingin terkena serangan jantung, sila lah naik roller coaster ini. Seriously, I had my eyes close all the way and terasa seperti jantung nak tercabut. Sekian terima kasih. &lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think the best ride in USS is the Transformer’s ride. Memang sangat amazing with all the 4D effects plus anda akan berasa seperti berada di dalam movie itself. It is worth a long queue!! And yes, it is advisable to be there dari pagi sampai malam so that you will never miss a single activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, a word of advice…be careful when it comes to foods because as we all know, Singapore do serve pork. Therefore, kindly find a restaurant with a “Halal” logo. It is certified by their Muslim Council. Since we are a muslim..no worries..they do provide us a small surau. Even though it is not as comfortable as what we have in Malaysia but at least I am glad that they do provide us a prayer room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping in USS is pretty much nothing. But it is a must to grab fridge magnets and few key chains for our parent. I think we do spend a lot on makan and drinks while we are in USS.&lt;br /&gt;If u were travelling in a group make sure korg pesan dekat mana nak meet up in case of tiba2 terhilang tau..Owhh…not to forget, sila lah ambil pictures dgn banyak nya sebab you will eventually meet up with few characters yg best2!! Seriously…I miss USS!! Rindu nak naik Transformer’s ride!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay..saya sudah ke sana, anda bila lagi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Kindly buy tickets with our local agencies sbb if you buy directly with USS, the price is much more expensive.&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/8079552208372796922-1141261325710807758?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/1141261325710807758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=1141261325710807758&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1141261325710807758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1141261325710807758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/02/uss-dalam-kenangan.html' title='USS dalam kenangan......'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3542859225611160987</id><published>2012-02-08T13:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T13:32:19.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>USS Pictorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706630541572942194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tv3RwKw0T4/TzIGPhbZqXI/AAAAAAAABLc/A1iNBNJF7MY/s320/DSC_0346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwHzSuD0sOg/TzIGO6uzUiI/AAAAAAAABLM/NVOkw8GCG4s/s1600/DSC_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706630531185332770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwHzSuD0sOg/TzIGO6uzUiI/AAAAAAAABLM/NVOkw8GCG4s/s320/DSC_0327.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5ZAqfG-Rtw/TzIGOiOOWiI/AAAAAAAABLA/EjnJJ9gwDfs/s1600/DSC_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706630524606241314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X5ZAqfG-Rtw/TzIGOiOOWiI/AAAAAAAABLA/EjnJJ9gwDfs/s320/DSC_0339.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBIaeBJpEFU/TzIGD6vsxPI/AAAAAAAABKs/rEYGF5lq4fE/s1600/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706630342210536690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KBIaeBJpEFU/TzIGD6vsxPI/AAAAAAAABKs/rEYGF5lq4fE/s320/DSC_0325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bbFsV00u84/TzIGDFAELKI/AAAAAAAABKg/WvfQUiE7_j4/s1600/SDC13754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706630327783664802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bbFsV00u84/TzIGDFAELKI/AAAAAAAABKg/WvfQUiE7_j4/s320/SDC13754.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vPcnleQ_EqE/TzIGCj_b5fI/AAAAAAAABKU/nt2yO5QcFVc/s1600/SDC13753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706630318922655218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vPcnleQ_EqE/TzIGCj_b5fI/AAAAAAAABKU/nt2yO5QcFVc/s320/SDC13753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXYUXF4Gjt4/TzIGBy_jAOI/AAAAAAAABKI/RzR9ah7k89A/s1600/SDC13751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706630305769783522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXYUXF4Gjt4/TzIGBy_jAOI/AAAAAAAABKI/RzR9ah7k89A/s320/SDC13751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DNQfMPI-lRc/TzIFwchwzQI/AAAAAAAABJ4/shLXfYqpmI4/s1600/SDC13747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706630007681502466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DNQfMPI-lRc/TzIFwchwzQI/AAAAAAAABJ4/shLXfYqpmI4/s320/SDC13747.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bO4Uor-GVQg/TzIFtj-kjHI/AAAAAAAABJw/OftHv_xxdGU/s1600/SDC13746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706629958141774962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bO4Uor-GVQg/TzIFtj-kjHI/AAAAAAAABJw/OftHv_xxdGU/s320/SDC13746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pth-4eBouVw/TzIFtRNdtqI/AAAAAAAABJo/mREjlv3D8z4/s1600/SDC13737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; 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HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706628378088006546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GcsDoJ8ud_4/TzIERl0ZY5I/AAAAAAAABGs/907A1-OOj28/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zBSVsHcrDq0/TzIERRr4IWI/AAAAAAAABGg/vakuZAql_Cw/s1600/DSC_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706628372683563362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zBSVsHcrDq0/TzIERRr4IWI/AAAAAAAABGg/vakuZAql_Cw/s320/DSC_0114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3542859225611160987?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3542859225611160987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3542859225611160987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3542859225611160987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3542859225611160987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/02/uss-pictorial.html' title='USS Pictorial'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Tv3RwKw0T4/TzIGPhbZqXI/AAAAAAAABLc/A1iNBNJF7MY/s72-c/DSC_0346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-4168583064238104445</id><published>2012-02-02T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T09:33:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lelaki lagi</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*Ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah lama I don’t blog about men. So today, I suppose I have to blog about men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are very famous when it comes to ego because some of them do have such a big ego. But I don’t blame them since they are born with it. Sincerely, I am okay with men yg ada such a huge ego. To tell you the truth, I am easily attracted to those male yg mempunyai ego yg besar. They seem not easily intimidated sebab itu I suka. LOL~ &lt;em&gt;Tapi awas, bukan senang ya untuk hidup bersama manusia yg ego. You can be attracted to them but it is advisable for you to stay away from them. (nasihat untuk diri sendiri juga)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of men yg commonly seen in KL are professional people. Ya, manusia professional yg bekerja di syarikat gergasi and they are indeed awesome. Why are they awesome?? It is due to their intellectual. Ini lah yg saya suka when a guy use his head instead of his d***. Pardon my language ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are those guys yang saya highly recommended to be a future husband. Why??Because they are stable, financially secure, intelligence and have good sense of humor. What’s more to ask right??Except yes, kindly find a guy yang beriman kepada &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH S.W.T.&lt;/strong&gt; That one is the main criteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I do like that kind a guy but sadly I don’t like the way they judge or define women. It seems that, manusia pandai pun kadangkala terlalu jahil when it comes to judging a good woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to going out with intellectual guys. Nak wat macam mana, saya memang mudah suka dengan lelaki nerd. I think nerd is sexy. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I notice, lelaki intellectual are very comfortable with a woman yg can well communicate and can well understand them. Pendek kata, they love to hang outs with worldly woman instead of gadis comel yg pemalu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, there are no such things where men are going to treat women equally because the fact is, men love to be much more superior to women. Excuse me, no man are actually going to marry a worldly woman as they much prefer those woman yg hanya mampu berkata, &lt;em&gt;“Ya abang, okay abang, baiklah abang”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, golongan lelaki professional yg bijak pandai ini, lebih gemar menghabiskan masa bersama wanita yg worldly. Kenapa??Well, because those kind a woman actually understand the inner beast of a man. Ya, men love to be pampered too but not in a way like what their partners did. For any further explanation, I think you better google it or perhaps you can experience it yourself. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By worldly woman, what I mean is wanita yg pandai bersosial with knowledge. They are not bimbos. They are beautiful ladies with brain. (Lelaki suka gadis pandai tetapi bukan untuk dijadikan sebagai isteri) hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worldly women ini memang banyak di KL. Most of them are gadis-gadis hot stuff actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this male friend yg so happen work with SHELL. He is a married man with such a beautiful wife. Perhaps his wife is not as beautiful as Lisa Surihani but for me, she is indeed beautiful with her angelic face, very demure and quite pemalu orangnya. If she were to speak with you pun, suara dia slow sangat. By the way, she is working too even though her husband can well afford their family. Nak jadikan cerita, since I know her husband..sometimes I do come across with him after work if I were to hang out with my friends after work. I use to see him with few pretty ladies. I do wonder, does his wife actually know that her husband is mingling around with pretty ladies?? Well, I guess not…because if she were to know, she suppose to be there right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, so happen I terserempak with him..since dah ter bump into each other, I pun take this opportunity to ask him la.. &lt;em&gt;”How come I always saw you with pretty ladies after work??Does&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;your wife know ke??”&lt;/em&gt; Instead of answering me, he gave me a quirk laugh first and then told me, &lt;em&gt;“ Ala…I like to hang outs with those ladies because they were much more understanding than my wife..furthermore, they don’t really bother with my status and I can easily talk everything with them compare to my wife..yela..you pun tahu, my wife know nothing about oil &amp;amp; gas and if I were to talk about general knowledge pun, bukannya dia faham..lagipun, tak salah kot if I Iepak with gadis cantik..I am just enjoying their beauty and their conversation only..no harm&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;maa..”&lt;/em&gt; Okay…saya speechless….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See…so much for being a good guy kan??Siapa sangka, he seems to be such a good guy and seorang yg family man. I can’t believe, he can actually simply lepak with other women behind his wife. Sampai hati kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab itu I tidak faham….Why must a guy marry a woman yg baik dan sopan tetapi at the same time, a guy much prefer to spend his time with gadis yang pandai bersosial?? Why indeed??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor his wife…he is lucky that I don’t even tell his wife about his promiscuous activity after work since I don’t like to mind other people’s business. Tapi deep down, I feel sorry to his wife. Sorry awak, bukan saya tidak mahu beritahu but I don’t like to ruin other people’s life. Biar tuhan tunjuk dekat awak okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lelaki out there,&lt;br /&gt;If you were to find a wife, kindly find a woman who completes you not someone who just to complete your household. Be fair to us woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang benar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Si gadis tua&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/8079552208372796922-4168583064238104445?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4168583064238104445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=4168583064238104445&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4168583064238104445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4168583064238104445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/02/lelaki-lagi.html' title='Lelaki lagi'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-2145085848232181144</id><published>2012-02-02T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T09:00:37.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a while</title><content type='html'>Apparently I can’t stay too long being apart with my blog. It has been nearly 2weeks since I last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am practically addicted to blogging. Owhh..not only to blog, but I am so into writing perhaps. Maybe I should publish my own biography. You know, sort of like a guilty pleasure to do so. Who knows, in 50 years time if and only if umur itu panjang, I might be alive to read my own history. &lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say, a lot have change in this short of time. People change, clothes change, history has been made and memories have been history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a different me. Not that I am practically a new person but I guess I am far better than before. What has been change??&lt;em&gt;Biarlah Rahsia….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my hiatus, I guess what I miss the most is my trip to USS Singapore. I will be blogging about it much later perhaps on any other day as I would like to share few pictures of it.&lt;br /&gt;And owh….AJL obviously belong to Hafiz with his “Awan Nano” song. What a great song to win actually because lagu itu membawa mesej kemanusian instead of typical love songs. I was expected Faizal Tahir to win actually because I just love his energy and his credibility as a singer. Overall, I think people are satisfied with the outcomes. Luckily “Cinta muka buku”, Najwa Latif did not win, if she did win..I guess there is something wrong with AJL committee. Sorry to be blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am quite devastated knowing that Nadal lost to Djokovic in Final Aussie Open. Frankly speaking I am not a big fan of Tennis but apparently I am a big fan of Nadal. I have been quite a follower on his tennis career since last year. I love everything about Nadal. Not only he is physically attractive but I love the way he played tennis. He is indeed a fighter and he won’t give up simply because he is tired. Take a good look at his game with Djokovic and compare it to Murray’s. Obviously, Murray tends to giving up too fast. And owh…I love Nadal’s face expression every time he hits the ball or when he gets point, such an expressive face and it is sexy. &lt;strong&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my beloved car Blacky caught in an accident. It was purely my own fault since I am the one who drive it and crash onto a divider. Way to go Fatihah!! I am proud to be the one who wreck Blacky’s skirt. Poor Blacky…now Blacky dah less handsome than before. But the saddest part would be the keluar duit part. I was supposed to save some money not to spend it and look what I did. Nasib baik only Blacky’s skirt yg rosak and no other damage..if not, I have to makan pasir for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, my beloved Real Madrid lost to Barcelona with aggregate 3-2 in their race for Copa Del Rey (the king’s cup). It seems that Barca tends to be too strong when they goes against Real Madrid. Sebijik macam Liverpool when they goes against Man Utd. I am so pelik actually when a good club turn out to be so lembiks when they goes against another lembik club but when they goes against a strong club, all of sudden their momentum have change and tiba-tiba jadi kuat and hard to beat. I wonder, what does it takes for Mourinho to actually beat Barca??Please lahh..let Real Madrid win the Chanmpion’s league this season and let Cristiano Ronaldo win the Ballon d Or for this year. I had enough of Messi….LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else happened??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhh…I am in the midst of getting a new job. Don’t ask me why I want to quit. Let just say, it is time to move on and perhaps learn new things in new environment. Sometimes, a person needs a wind of change so he/she are able to reborn. Hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is all for now, if I were to remember any particular event I will update it later. I have this short term memory lost problem actually…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-2145085848232181144?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/2145085848232181144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=2145085848232181144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2145085848232181144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2145085848232181144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/02/it-has-been-while.html' title='It has been a while'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-41561992527957795</id><published>2012-01-19T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:20:24.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will be on Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Finally, I have finished those amazing question from 10days challenge. Now, it is time to get serious and be serious in life. &lt;strong&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I make jokes when it comes to life. In fact, I do think I tend to be too serious when it comes to life. Ya, I believe everyone has a purpose in life. No, am not going to share my purpose of life as it is way too personal to share. A girl got to have a secret or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being friendly and talkative does not mean that you are not serious but perhaps other people might not take you seriously. They will definitely think you as just another girl trying to be smart. Maybe I am not as smart as other woman but I know I can do things most woman can’t do. Being a woman myself, am not trying to prove myself or anything but seriously dude, sometimes being recognized is the best feeling ever rather than being ignored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t feel good about myself lately. Instead of being positive and stay hopeful, I guess I pretty much in wreck. I am less motivated, demoralized a bit, and tend to be quite moody lately. Blame it on the weather itself because it is freaking hot every single day and I can’t get myself to focus. Focus in what??Focus in life to be exact. Sometimes, I even wonder what am I doing in my life right now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am too tired to live and to be control by other people even though I am the one who crave for other people’s attention. Perhaps, the life itself is tiring of me and wants to get rid of me. Maybe it is time to take a bow and leave the center stage. It is time to take myself out of the spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011 is not a good year. Same goes to the previous year where I got my heart broken for the first time. What I cherished the most in 2011 is the fact that I have witness the beauty of love between my girls with their spouses. I love when it comes to LOVE. I know how it felt to be love and in love. What a beautiful feeling and I wish I could feel it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps people might misunderstood, am not tired of life but I merely tired of “the people”. Ya, “the people” does exist around us try to be the head of our life and we did enjoy life according to what “the people” wants us to live. See, how miserable life is when we are not in control of our life. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*major sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is time for me to venture other possibilities in life which is I am yet to figure out. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to figure out what is in my head and need to hibernate myself and see where life takes me.. I wonder where…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is, I need to reinvent the “new me”. I don’t like certain aspects in my life actually. My attitudes need to be change asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till later I guess, perhaps in few weeks or in few months or I don’t know..Just later I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-41561992527957795?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/41561992527957795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=41561992527957795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/41561992527957795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/41561992527957795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/will-be-on-hiatus.html' title='Will be on Hiatus'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-6438895096945391024</id><published>2012-01-19T09:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T09:36:52.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Late post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 10 – The best thing that has ever happened to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is yet to come but Alhamdulillah I cherished my life. Tak kisah lah bad or good I believe ada hikmah di sebalik kejadian. Ya, need to keep positive vibes in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, the best thing ever that has happened to me is to be able to work in oil &amp;amp; gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely speaking, it has been a dream to actually work in this field. I use to envy those people yg got the opportunity to work in oil &amp;amp; gas. I am one of those people yg have been rejected by PETRONAS and SHELL okay. Kecewa???Well, I am past that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi itulah, rezeki manusia kan, no one knows….finally, I got this opportunity to work in oil &amp;amp; gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than happy I would say. I don’t mind being busy or to work more than office hour or to work during weekend because I love what I do and I love to be in this field. And I hope I can stay long in this business despite I am pretty busy right now to build my own empire. *chewahh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am able to finish this 10days challenge..never thought I will actually but I am glad I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-6438895096945391024?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6438895096945391024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6438895096945391024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6438895096945391024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6438895096945391024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-10.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 10'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-6541928385487613571</id><published>2012-01-17T10:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T11:24:46.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Celebrate birthday baby girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Outing with the &lt;em&gt;"Gedz"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R1OrNTczOg4/TxTlJ9UH9SI/AAAAAAAABFA/4CjHyeVr_WY/s1600/SDC13651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698431387771073826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R1OrNTczOg4/TxTlJ9UH9SI/AAAAAAAABFA/4CjHyeVr_WY/s320/SDC13651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UG2pr6fFue4/TxTlKU-uhVI/AAAAAAAABFU/vhrFSuzXOa4/s1600/SDC13659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698431394123777362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UG2pr6fFue4/TxTlKU-uhVI/AAAAAAAABFU/vhrFSuzXOa4/s320/SDC13659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XicEQjcmDx0/TxTlKC01dAI/AAAAAAAABFM/K3lZqefTRag/s1600/SDC13655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698431389250450434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XicEQjcmDx0/TxTlKC01dAI/AAAAAAAABFM/K3lZqefTRag/s320/SDC13655.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zuelUmdSSZs/TxTmK6CWa2I/AAAAAAAABFk/3yS08IZNlfI/s1600/SDC13660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698432503582714722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zuelUmdSSZs/TxTmK6CWa2I/AAAAAAAABFk/3yS08IZNlfI/s320/SDC13660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mG-Pzpt22qU/TxTmLANRJ5I/AAAAAAAABF0/GX22lo1Slyg/s1600/SDC13661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698432505239119762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mG-Pzpt22qU/TxTmLANRJ5I/AAAAAAAABF0/GX22lo1Slyg/s320/SDC13661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGGZABFVQyQ/TxTmMcaVmXI/AAAAAAAABF8/sR1eV0q4f4A/s1600/SDC13664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698432529989998962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uGGZABFVQyQ/TxTmMcaVmXI/AAAAAAAABF8/sR1eV0q4f4A/s320/SDC13664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-we are not ready yet-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IW8Nxbta2EQ/TxTm0snSL2I/AAAAAAAABGI/xlUFz1Boo24/s1600/SDC13663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698433221534035810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IW8Nxbta2EQ/TxTm0snSL2I/AAAAAAAABGI/xlUFz1Boo24/s320/SDC13663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Okay dah ready except Cyrus-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ck4jvKhlnGA/TxTm01KZPJI/AAAAAAAABGQ/jmbX47-w7Yg/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698433223828782226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ck4jvKhlnGA/TxTm01KZPJI/AAAAAAAABGQ/jmbX47-w7Yg/s320/photo.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-Picture credit to Eika's Hubby and he called me "&lt;em&gt;Tihah bulu-bulu" &lt;/em&gt;, thanks Rico!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: I were forced to wear that fur coat...LOL~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/8079552208372796922-6541928385487613571?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6541928385487613571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6541928385487613571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6541928385487613571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6541928385487613571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/last-weekend.html' title='Last weekend'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R1OrNTczOg4/TxTlJ9UH9SI/AAAAAAAABFA/4CjHyeVr_WY/s72-c/SDC13651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3713411882767602877</id><published>2012-01-17T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:19:08.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 9 – What you were like as a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still a child even though I am 26years old now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if we were to turn back time say like 20years back…well I would say I use to be not so adventurous type of girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am this typical girly girl. I love to play Barbie dolls, love LEGO, love to swim, love to be pretty, play with my mum’s make up, hate bicycle, hate to run and senang cakap I am this indoor child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, saya suka any indoor activities yg kurang mengeluarkan peluh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhh..lupa..when I was a child, my mum has this strict rule where we cannot play with other kids unless he/she is family. So, yes..as a child..I am a very secluded person and my parent is over protective until now..&lt;strong&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3713411882767602877?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3713411882767602877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3713411882767602877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3713411882767602877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3713411882767602877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-9.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 9'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5167079679256774677</id><published>2012-01-16T10:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:11:31.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 8 – Tell about an adventure you have had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An adventure I have had in my entire life so far would be my hiking trip to Gunung Rabong in Kelantan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say it is the most adventurous activity I have ever done in my life. Frankly speaking, I can’t actually see myself to be involved in this kind of activity since I am an indoor person. I love to play chess or piano but outdoor activity is so not me. But…yes…I have been a mountain junkie since I joined SRC UTM (Student Recreation Club).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first mountain experience where both of my shoes rosak. This is the very first time in my life I have learned on how to cook in a jungle using mestin. The track itself is &lt;em&gt;nauzubillah &lt;/em&gt;because we have gone all the way through jungle and we were quite afraid if we were accidently terjumpa any jungle creatures yg ganas. The back pack itself is super heavy and I have to carry it by myself all the way okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am happy to say, I have learn a lot from this trip, on how to survive in a jungle to be precise. I have learned about patience since I am the most impatience person. Tapi saya masih lagi seorang yang kurang sabar..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh..by the way…I learned on how to play poker during this trip as well, thanks to Bobby &amp;amp; Ijan. I dah hebat okay..even to play black jack pun I memang super star..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mau lawan??&lt;strong&gt;JOM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-5167079679256774677?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5167079679256774677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5167079679256774677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5167079679256774677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5167079679256774677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-8.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 8'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5381256660242421157</id><published>2012-01-16T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:10:00.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Late post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 7 – Have you told anyone your deepest secret, if so what was their reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest secret….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I have told it to someone. And she takes it well I guess. Perhaps it is due to our understanding on regards this matter. And a secret shall remain a secret until it proven otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-5381256660242421157?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5381256660242421157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5381256660242421157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5381256660242421157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5381256660242421157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-7.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 7'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8257145196095024355</id><published>2012-01-16T10:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T10:09:05.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Late post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 6 – Where have you traveled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t had the opportunity to be around the world yet. One day perhaps, jika dipanjangkan umur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am bless indeed to be able to visit the whole Malaysia. Ya, I am proud to say, saya dah sampai ke semua negeri di Malaysia including Wilayah Persekutuan Labuan. Oleh itu, to those yg suka sangat travel to oversea make sure anda sudah khatam negeri-negeri di Malaysia terlebih dahulu ya&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;..*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 26 years of life, I have been to Indonesia, Singapore, Vietnam, Bahrain, and Arab Saudi (Makkah to be exact)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next trip is yet to be revealed. Need to earn more money first before I start to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8257145196095024355?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8257145196095024355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8257145196095024355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8257145196095024355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8257145196095024355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-6.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 6'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-6026430614503999196</id><published>2012-01-13T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T15:19:07.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5 - A random funny story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is funny when I don't remember anything funny to tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok Bye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-6026430614503999196?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6026430614503999196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6026430614503999196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6026430614503999196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6026430614503999196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-5.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 5'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3362414914321943374</id><published>2012-01-13T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:36:19.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>This past few weeks has been rough for us. Let just say, we are absolutely not okay and lack of motivation to work. By us what I meant is me and my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something bad occurred, all you can think of is how unlucky we are right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, me too..I feel so unlucky and rasa diri ini loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya,we always see problems as a punishment to ourself kan. Bila ada problem, kita mesti rasa yg this is a punishment to all of our sins. Saya pun selalu berfikiran begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we are wrong…sebab bila dugaan datang, masalah menimpa..it is not a punishment. It is a sign yg tuhan itu sayangkan kita. &lt;strong&gt;Kenapa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab dugaan itu mendekatkan kita dengan tuhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab manusia mudah lupa tuhan bila dia senang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*senyap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadangkala, saya sering lupa..no matter how hard life hits me, I am not alone in this world. Sebab saya masih ada keluarga yg always be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila rasa susah, I still have my parent to comfort me. Bila rasa stress, my family can make me happy, Bila rasa sedih, my family can take those tears away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what about other people?? We have to remember, not all people lucky like me or like manusia lain out there yg masih boleh bergantung harap with their family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, the reality itself hits me…selfish nya diri ini yg selalu ingat dia seorang sahaja yg susah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oleh itu, stop whining yourself ya diri sendiri, look at other people out there..manusia may not show their emotion on their faces, but dalam hati siapa yg tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belajar bersyukur dan rasa bertuah kerana anda tidak keseorangan dalam dunia ini~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Friday the 13th&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/8079552208372796922-3362414914321943374?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3362414914321943374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3362414914321943374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3362414914321943374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3362414914321943374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3727110472706705899</id><published>2012-01-12T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:19:13.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice cream jom....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-LRahcnjPFjY/Tw7r0SZgt2I/AAAAAAAABEs/lElsYe_7AOE/s0/2012-01-11%25252014.15.22.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-LRahcnjPFjY/Tw7r0SZgt2I/AAAAAAAABEs/lElsYe_7AOE/s400/2012-01-11%25252014.15.22.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-AA2ruIXVU3s/Tw7r3uMvHYI/AAAAAAAABE0/YfW2E4bX48M/s0/2012-01-11%25252014.09.15.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-AA2ruIXVU3s/Tw7r3uMvHYI/AAAAAAAABE0/YfW2E4bX48M/s400/2012-01-11%25252014.09.15.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need ice cream badly.......&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; ok nite...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3727110472706705899?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3727110472706705899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3727110472706705899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3727110472706705899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3727110472706705899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/ice-cream-jom.html' title='Ice cream jom....'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-LRahcnjPFjY/Tw7r0SZgt2I/AAAAAAAABEs/lElsYe_7AOE/s72-c/2012-01-11%25252014.15.22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-1445632246427532241</id><published>2012-01-12T10:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:59:45.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me &amp; tudung bawal</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-0HBO_LhHjm0/Tw5MhzPtmeI/AAAAAAAABEc/FSve-QVsyiQ/s0/2012-01-12%25252011.04.02.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-0HBO_LhHjm0/Tw5MhzPtmeI/AAAAAAAABEc/FSve-QVsyiQ/s400/2012-01-12%25252011.04.02.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Haqg4nfRizU/Tw5MmrLcxoI/AAAAAAAABEk/ueinBBxOqnc/s0/2012-01-05%25252012.16.04.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Haqg4nfRizU/Tw5MmrLcxoI/AAAAAAAABEk/ueinBBxOqnc/s400/2012-01-05%25252012.16.04.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think i look like org tua in tudung bawal..kan?? susah ok wearing tudung bawal..that is why i prefer simple shawl yg murah itu...cuba tgk me wearing bawal...so makcik!!!!&amp;nbsp; fine...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-1445632246427532241?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/1445632246427532241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=1445632246427532241&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1445632246427532241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1445632246427532241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/me-tudung-bawal.html' title='me &amp;amp; tudung bawal'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-0HBO_LhHjm0/Tw5MhzPtmeI/AAAAAAAABEc/FSve-QVsyiQ/s72-c/2012-01-12%25252011.04.02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3460793269567498716</id><published>2012-01-12T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:40:42.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 4 – The most heartbroken you have been, tell the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartbroken??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my heart broken in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typical love story. First love, First Heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought that we are going to end up married, unfortunately he did end up married with someone else to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought he was &lt;strong&gt;“the one”&lt;/strong&gt; apparently he is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Being heartbroken means you are still a human. Once you feel nothing it means you are no longer human and perhaps you are dead. Cool apa heartbroken..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3460793269567498716?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3460793269567498716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3460793269567498716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3460793269567498716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3460793269567498716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-4.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 4'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-15122514281289032</id><published>2012-01-11T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:26:12.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 3 – Worst injury you got, and how you got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I have never encountered such a bad injury. For the past 26 years of my life so far I can only think of one particular incident where I had quite severe cuts on my both knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident happened years ago when I was still a student in &lt;strong&gt;UTM&lt;/strong&gt;. I still remember that particular night as if like it was happened yesterday. &lt;strong&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adalah suatu malam ini, we all just got back from having dinner outside campus. So, macam biasalah after dinner, normally I went to my friend’s room to lepak2 and watch TV sama2. You know la...those days in UNI time, my life is all about kawan &amp;amp; kawan &amp;amp; kawan. I only have weekends to spend with my family. Nak dijadikan cerita, I was watching CSI that night with my friend Jiha and Ciku (Don’t ask me why her name is ciku). Tiba-tiba, while I was watching CSI a friend of mine called and said that he want to meet me up to get his thumb drive back. Btw, I use to like that guy sebab he is such a genius and nerd. Bila mamat itu said that he will be at my block in a couple of minutes, saya pun apa lagi dengan menggelabahnya ran out from my friend’s room sebab nak ambil his thumb drive and go wait for him lah kan…&lt;em&gt;Malangnya….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dark actually, while I was so kelam kabut to balik bilik..tiba-tiba my foot caught in a small hole and guess what, I fall hard tertiarap on the road itself. Yes, saya dengan bangganya jatuh di atas jalan raya and so happen ada kereta baru datang nak parking. Yes, saya jatuh betul2 di hadapan manusia itu semua. &lt;strong&gt;COOL&lt;/strong&gt; kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that particular moment, I don’t even think of malu as all I was thinking about is betapa sakitnya kedua-dua kaki saya. Seriously dude, sakit ya amat okay and my track bottom terkoyak habis at both knees. But I was cool juga time tu since I manage to get up and go to my room even though I was literally terhencot-hencot. And yes, I do saw him that night and gave him his thumb drive and he didn’t have a clue that I was hurt sebab masa tu, memang saya cover habis lah…buat-buat muka comel, borak-borak..padahal both my knees sedang luka parah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look back, saya tidak sangka yang saya sanggup juga bertemu dengan mamat itu even though I was injured that time. Maybe I was so into him kot masa tu…I wonder what happen to him now..&lt;strong&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, make sure you wear a mask when you fall so people won’t ever recognize you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saya budak yang jatuh depan Kolej Tun Razak. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-15122514281289032?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/15122514281289032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=15122514281289032&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/15122514281289032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/15122514281289032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-3.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 3'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3629673168535127307</id><published>2012-01-11T08:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T08:54:37.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selagi hidup belum sudah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aku akan terus melangkah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ku yakin rahmat buatku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Di hadapan menunggu...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6ZAje-h1Jc/TwzdYlXSgXI/AAAAAAAABEU/LoPmW7TrrAU/s1600/SDC13066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696171043133227378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6ZAje-h1Jc/TwzdYlXSgXI/AAAAAAAABEU/LoPmW7TrrAU/s320/SDC13066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Amin&lt;br /&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/8079552208372796922-3629673168535127307?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3629673168535127307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3629673168535127307&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3629673168535127307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3629673168535127307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/wordy-wednesday.html' title='Wordy Wednesday'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6ZAje-h1Jc/TwzdYlXSgXI/AAAAAAAABEU/LoPmW7TrrAU/s72-c/SDC13066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-463831634586335230</id><published>2012-01-10T10:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T17:10:02.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 2 – Who has made the biggest impact in your life and Why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hurm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two actually. They have made the biggest impact in my life as most of my life decisions are based on them. They are both mama &amp;amp; baba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, my parent are my biggest influences in my entire life and yes I am still depending on them despite I am old enough to live on my own. Well, what to do…I love them too much to stray away from them. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parent is my rock. And as I mentioned before, I put all their consideration in most of my actions. For example; when it comes to fashion, my mum is the best fashion guru. She had such a great sense when it comes to fashion. Lucky me~ My dad is my best friend. We sort of click in a way where no one could ever understand us. He is the best man I ever known in my entire life. No one could actually top that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-463831634586335230?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/463831634586335230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=463831634586335230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/463831634586335230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/463831634586335230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-2.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 2'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-2300461057901619943</id><published>2012-01-09T13:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T10:41:09.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days Challenge - Day 1</title><content type='html'>I never done this but I just want to do it for the sake of being bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1 – The Best day of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to tell about the best day of my life. Unfortunately, the best day of my life is yet to come. I suppose I have to save it for later insyaallah. But still I have to describe the best day of my life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I have too many best days. The day I was born is one of the best days of my existence. &lt;em&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After done a bit of meditating &lt;em&gt;*chewahh&lt;/em&gt;* the best day of my life so far would be the day I went to perform my umrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it is a very insightful journey I ever had in my entire life so far. This is the day where I care about nothing except to have a prosperous and a bless journey to &lt;strong&gt;HIS&lt;/strong&gt; holy land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah everything turn out to be okay and I am who I am today because of &lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt;. But I am far from the woman I am supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suatu hari nanti Insyaallah jika dipanjangkan usia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2C21urPaFM/Twp4cwL8r5I/AAAAAAAABDY/snhruv1k2u0/s1600/SDC12390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695497114130100114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2C21urPaFM/Twp4cwL8r5I/AAAAAAAABDY/snhruv1k2u0/s320/SDC12390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Picture were taken at Jabal Rahmah, Makkah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: The jubah that I'm wearing are being sell at my mum's boutique, Ampang Park.&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/8079552208372796922-2300461057901619943?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/2300461057901619943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=2300461057901619943&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2300461057901619943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2300461057901619943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-days-challenge-day-1.html' title='10 Days Challenge - Day 1'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2C21urPaFM/Twp4cwL8r5I/AAAAAAAABDY/snhruv1k2u0/s72-c/SDC12390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3649852191043989224</id><published>2012-01-09T10:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T10:39:32.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He is not guilty</title><content type='html'>I am glad, finally after few years the justice has prevail. He is not guilty after being charged of sodomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what happen to Saiful..After being swear upon Al Quran, I wonder what his reaction towards this result is. Or perhaps, he don’t even care about it pun since he is being paid to forged a false accusation kan??LOL~ with all the money, I bet he can afford to change his identity and migrate to Europe. HEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my language; personally I am not his fan pun. But I believe in facts as I am not stupid and I can read very well. I am not going to define the court actions or the government itself. Whatever the propaganda or agenda is, maybe kita boleh fikirkan kemudian as someone in my twitter timeline said, life is a like chess play, a player should think 20 steps ahead in order to beat his/her opponent. Oleh itu, I am sure that those people dah ada pun mitigation plan masing-masing right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you high court, you make us Malaysian believe walaupun sedikit yang we can still count on you. At least, no matter how corrupt people think the high court is, hari ini sedikit sebanyak anda telah menambah kan keyakinan kami ke atas anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough lah with all this accusation on him. We had enough head ache knowing that our national broadcast television especially TV3 yg keep on mengutuk dan mempersalahkan dia. Cukup-cukup lah…Fitnah itu dosanya lebih besar daripada orang yg membunuh. We want to live in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt; guide us all and may &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt; bless our country always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3649852191043989224?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3649852191043989224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3649852191043989224&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3649852191043989224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3649852191043989224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/he-is-not-guilty.html' title='He is not guilty'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-6723829376934268230</id><published>2012-01-06T11:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T16:31:38.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the Big Fuss</title><content type='html'>Okay this past few days, Malaysia have been famously talking about Amalina, our former SPM brilliant student. Well, senang cerita satu Malaysia mengalami serangan jantung knowing that their beloved brilliant kiddo sudah berubah. She is no longer this sweet young innocent girl yg wearing hijab. Unfortunately she has turn into this beautiful, vivacious and sexy kind a girl. Nak salah kan siapa??Well, kindly blame facebook, if it is not because of facebook mesti gambar dia tidak akan leak right??&lt;strong&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal view on regards of this matter is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Manusia in Malaysia, Kindly mind your own business people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not a big deal people. Manusia itu berubah. Perhaps she use to be that sweet innocent girl but come on la..that was like years ago when she was 17 years old. She don’t even know the world. And now, she is a grown up woman and I believe she knows all the consequences on all her actions. So, what’s the big fuss on her changes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not going to touch on the religion part. Am not that good on giving people advises on regards religion pun. But, as a muslim myself I know…we can’t simply behave and wear that kind of clothes because it is not only inappropriate but it is also a sin in our religion. Saya faham dan Alhamdulillah saya pun sudah mula berhijrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, please dear people…stop all this nonsense and don’t simply judge her without knowing her side of story. Tak pasal-pasal, Amalina has to buat a press statement via skype just to let all the Malaysian knows that she is not what other people thought she is. Poor her…Years ago, there have been a rumored saying that she has been a drop out and now she has been labelized sebagai seorang gadis yg hanya pandai bersosial. Ya, welcome to Malaysia where people love to be busy body. Malaysia people love to be over prihatin when it comes to their beloved citizen. I think we better be prihatin to other national issues instead of Amalina kot since &lt;strong&gt;SHE IS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NOT A NATIONAL ISSUE&lt;/strong&gt;. By wearing a legging does nothing to our economy kot. Takdenya &lt;em&gt;Ringgit Malaysia&lt;/em&gt; turun or naik because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what’s matter the most is that she is not simply wasting all the scholarship given to her. Yelah knowing that she is doing well in her studies and she is also one of the top students, I guess we should be proud of her. Maybe we should just put it this way, as long as she does well and excel in her studies, as an outsider we should just keep on supporting her. Anything on her behavior, appearance and etc…we should let her decide for herself. She is a big girl and she has a supportive mother whom I guaranteed will always be there for her. I guess, her mother is qualified enough to give her all the advises she needs and not from us yang don’t even have a clue on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough lah with all this ridiculous stories about her. And stop making any speculation. I guess moral of the story is, sesiapa yg rasa diri mereka teramat famous dan selalu di stalk maybe you should just deactivate your Facebook account before someone hack it and post all the pictures about you on the internet. Manusia ini kadangkala agak kejam, they prefer to sabotage other people life for their own benefits. Takpela…what goes around comes around. Itu janji tuhan. Sekarang kita di atas, esok lusa siapa yg tahu??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think to those yg have opinions on regards this matter, careful with your words. Don’t simply thrash her. She still young and she needs guidance. We were once young like her, I guess we should understand better. I think she is rational enough to hear other people opinions on her behavior. Remember, she has a family..fikirkan perasaan family dia terlebih dahulu and think what if the same thing happen to you and your family??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sama-sama lah kita berfikir dan mengambil iktibar ya, saya ni pun selalu khilaf. Why don’t we look at ourself first before pointing fingers at other people….Jaga dulu periuk sendiri before nak sibuk jaga periuk orang ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-6723829376934268230?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6723829376934268230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6723829376934268230&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6723829376934268230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6723829376934268230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-big-fuss.html' title='What&apos;s the Big Fuss'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8445484650754047865</id><published>2012-01-05T09:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T09:23:41.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spontaneous Thursday</title><content type='html'>Last night Man Utd got a game against Newcastle. I thought for sure syaitan merah are going to thrash them..come on la..it is Manu Utd we are talking about. But unfortunately, the table has turn around, it is syaitan merah who got thrash really bad...3-0....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Man utd fan semenjak dr kecil, I feel like a loser. It is for sure the worst season ever for syaitan merah. Not only we got kick out from champions league but we might not be in the next season of champions league if syaitan merah keep on performing such a bad football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly my migraine are becoming worse knowing that Man utd have lost 2 games in a row. Syabas diucapkan to Sir Alex Ferguson. You sure did good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my other favourite team won the other day!!Ya, Real Madrid saya beat Malaga 3-2. Thanks to Jose Mourinho. We sure look promising this year to actually win the league cup as well as the champions league. But first, we have to beat the mighty Barcelona. Real Madrid itself is a strong team but they still need a strong mentality for them to actually beat Barca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you can do it Abg Ronaldo!!I have faith in you and Mr Mourinho him self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now lack of motivation to actually watch premier league but who knows...perhaps syaitan merah will improve..I dare to hope so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to Syaitan Merah and Real Madrid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: migraine lagi........&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/8079552208372796922-8445484650754047865?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8445484650754047865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8445484650754047865&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8445484650754047865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8445484650754047865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/spontaneous-thursday.html' title='Spontaneous Thursday'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3202189415977207808</id><published>2012-01-03T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:34:35.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsatisfied</title><content type='html'>How am I going to blog using phone and get the picture right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My picture is terbalik......how eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay stress...stress with picture terbalik and stress with my blog template. It is clear that I am such an idiot when it comes to IT. I hate to godek2....Haihsss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Malasss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak malas nak fikir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3202189415977207808?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3202189415977207808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3202189415977207808&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3202189415977207808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3202189415977207808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/unsatisfied.html' title='Unsatisfied'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-6511587922849805572</id><published>2012-01-03T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T13:29:57.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Test 123</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-w1TeJFg1Ezk/TwKP8fRgCqI/AAAAAAAABDE/ATDygVL7oJ8/s0/2012-01-02%25252012.28.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-w1TeJFg1Ezk/TwKP8fRgCqI/AAAAAAAABDE/ATDygVL7oJ8/s400/2012-01-02%25252012.28.31.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;First time using phone to blog..let me see ok ke tak...btw, today is a non productive day..but i try to b productive after lunch and i am currently in the mood to pembaziran....haihsss.. Ok..enough bebelssss...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok bye..have a good day manusia out there...owhh..lupa..happy birthday baby girl!!!me love you more than life it self.....xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both; FONT-SIZE: xx-small"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-6511587922849805572?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6511587922849805572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6511587922849805572&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6511587922849805572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6511587922849805572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/test-123.html' title='Test 123'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-w1TeJFg1Ezk/TwKP8fRgCqI/AAAAAAAABDE/ATDygVL7oJ8/s72-c/2012-01-02%25252012.28.31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3111371194946512439</id><published>2012-01-02T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:11:50.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One and Only</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wish I could express my feeling like her...like Adele...^_~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="490" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wA4ppvp2IzY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok Good Night~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3111371194946512439?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3111371194946512439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3111371194946512439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3111371194946512439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3111371194946512439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/one-and-only.html' title='One and Only'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wA4ppvp2IzY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-6462652125604307814</id><published>2012-01-02T20:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:20:34.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Weekend</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am officially jealous tgk other ppl post on new year....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, saya pun tidak mahu kalah juga..LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I never did celebrate new year like any other manusia muda out there.. (am I still young??)LOL... Our new year celebration is at home, mingling around with family, eat a lot of foods and tgk fireworks from our house. Cool tak??Oleh itu, sila move into KL if you want to watch fireworks from your house balcony...heee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my best weekend of 2011 since my baby sis just got back from UK. Super happy since she brought too many new stuffs from London &amp;amp; Paris. *ehem* I am obviously happy when it comes to new clothes, new bag, new shoes and etc... Thank you baby girl!!You make my weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like all my weekends, I never stayed at home unless I am force to stay at home to be a bibik. Nothing much but I guess to be able to spent time with family and friends is absolutely the best weekend ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay..enjoy the pictures....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF6HlH6gx6I/TwGuoC9if4I/AAAAAAAABC4/XLRHOHgoI94/s320/SDC13636.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693023406986002306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-apWtZW0s42g/TwGuoJSSfAI/AAAAAAAABCs/h7P4xHrRMVA/s320/SDC13637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693023408683645954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oCs9a4kEKUM/TwGtbKlBujI/AAAAAAAABCg/wcrncdNaQXo/s320/SDC13641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693022086180747826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8826_LueNo/TwGta5NqV5I/AAAAAAAABCU/-wfNQy4yx8Y/s320/SDC13642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693022081519343506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yp2I1j5siLs/TwGsy4gqHYI/AAAAAAAABCI/-NYUXSQqZWw/s320/SDC13646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693021394135817602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MoGHlU1wUGw/TwGsyq7pFlI/AAAAAAAABB8/09TCxzP0UfQ/s320/SDC13650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693021390490900050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2012 bring us more prosperity and happiness ya...AMIN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-6462652125604307814?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6462652125604307814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6462652125604307814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6462652125604307814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6462652125604307814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-weekend.html' title='New Year Weekend'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF6HlH6gx6I/TwGuoC9if4I/AAAAAAAABC4/XLRHOHgoI94/s72-c/SDC13636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3775655152970039431</id><published>2011-12-30T08:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T08:36:14.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facial Treatment</title><content type='html'>*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear friends (ladies only),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saya nak let you girls know that currently I am available to perform facial treatment to you girls out there. If any of you are interested, kindly PM me or call me for appointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those yg need more information, you can contact me as well. Owhh....we are using &lt;strong&gt;SHADIRA&lt;/strong&gt; products ya. It is a local product yg saya boleh jamin keberkesanannya because I am using it too for 10 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, maaf ya..facial ini are meant for women only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok Bye~&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/-dlY4t2GbudQ/Tv0HSsLGz8I/AAAAAAAABBw/p795x8I6XJU/s1600/beautiful-healthy-skin_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691713521742958530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dlY4t2GbudQ/Tv0HSsLGz8I/AAAAAAAABBw/p795x8I6XJU/s320/beautiful-healthy-skin_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/8079552208372796922-3775655152970039431?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3775655152970039431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3775655152970039431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3775655152970039431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3775655152970039431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/facial-treatment.html' title='Facial Treatment'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dlY4t2GbudQ/Tv0HSsLGz8I/AAAAAAAABBw/p795x8I6XJU/s72-c/beautiful-healthy-skin_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8997491068232626849</id><published>2011-12-29T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T10:27:08.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling</title><content type='html'>My baby sister said that I ought to be a writer since I am so into writing. I love to write as I love to jot down all my thoughts. You never know when there will be a day where you want to look back and reminiscence all those thoughts and memories. I think that is the purpose of blogging which is to be able to express your feelings and thoughts. Being a blogger does not mean that you want to get famous or be popular with your looks and blog post. I think by having a blog, a person could actually share his/her mind with other people like what I’m doing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A person asked me, “Are you a private person?”. Frankly speaking I am not a private person. If I were one, perhaps I should just go and private my blog. Being me, I love to share my thoughts with other human being. Being a human myself..I have feelings. Lately my feelings are in tatters. I am about to say that it is nothing but deep down I know..it is definitely something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling is something that we have no control. Same goes with emotion. But people still can fake a feeling or emotion. That is why such manusia penipu does exist. Ya, these days do not be so naïve (like me ) to easily trust other people. Human hiding behind a devil mask ini memang banyak ya. Peringatan untuk diri sendiri juga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I use to be an idiot where I care too much about other people and care less about diri sendiri. I care about people’s thoughts and I don’t bother with my own feeling as long as I can make other people happy. Ya, that is me seorang gadis yg pretty stupid kerana terlalu ingin menjadi gadis yg disukai orang. Well, I have done quite well knowing that I have too many friends sampai it is hard to actually differentiate siapa lah kawan and siapa lah yg berpura-pura menjadi kawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It’s okay, that was 2 years ago. Alhamdulillah…this past 2 years I have turn into an observant. Saya lebih suka menjadi pemerhati dan lebih cenderung untuk tunggu dan lihat. But not to worry I am still myself yg sentiasa friendly. Cuma, saya sudah malas untuk terlalu menjaga hati manusia lain dan mengabaikan hati sendiri.Senang cakap,I care less about what other people think as long as I do nothing wrong saya yakin saya mampu untuk terus bernafas di bumi sementara ini. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not afraid of being hurt as rasa sakit itu sudah sebati dalam hidup ini. Lagipun, I am very good at mending my own heart and if my feelings got hurt, I can easily mend it. &lt;em&gt;Apa susah, just be happy, make other people laugh and mengadu pada tuhan. That is the best medicine untuk hati saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, currently my feeling are in tatters. I know why but I had enough on convince myself that everything are going to be okay. So, I guess the best thing to do is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Senyum tak perlu kata apa-apa”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senyum sudah….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuGXVywyJg4/TvvMhnHj9lI/AAAAAAAABBk/3p_9LOVj6Ow/s1600/SDC12572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691367431921202770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuGXVywyJg4/TvvMhnHj9lI/AAAAAAAABBk/3p_9LOVj6Ow/s320/SDC12572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: is missing my baby sis...can't wait for u to be home &lt;em&gt;ma petite....&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/8079552208372796922-8997491068232626849?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8997491068232626849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8997491068232626849&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8997491068232626849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8997491068232626849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/feeling.html' title='Feeling'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PuGXVywyJg4/TvvMhnHj9lI/AAAAAAAABBk/3p_9LOVj6Ow/s72-c/SDC12572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-1547616079645026781</id><published>2011-12-27T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T15:22:14.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive &amp; Hopeful</title><content type='html'>As a human being, we have our own demon to be settled with. I have one. Mine is actually in me. Ya, I have my own demon to deal with which is me, myself and I. I do not know about other people nor would I care to know about your demon. I mean, come on…mind your own business first before try to pry other people’s business right??Ya, better take care of yourself instead of trying to save the world will ya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a problem. I know most people hate to admit their problem but you know what sooner or later you have to admit. I too was afraid to admit but the more you keep it to yourself the more you suffer inside. I particularly hate to feel those uneasy feeling inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My problem is that I am too positive and I am too hopeful. I know, nothing wrong on being hopeful or positive but when you are so into being that, you will end up being hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Ya, saya seorang yang sangat positif. Eventhough something bad happened pun I can still be positive and hopeful. Bila bf curang pun saya masih hopeful dan positif. And look where it got me into??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, despite all things going on in my life…I am still positive and hopeful. Sometimes I wish I have a bit of negative bones in me so I don’t have to be so hopeful. Sekarang saya masih lagi seorang yg hopeful. Mulut says “No” but my heart says “Yes”…Kenapa lah susah sgt nak memiliki hati yg keras??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab itu lah tuhan ajar kita supaya bersederhana kan??Being moderate are not only practical on money but on feeling as well. Sederhana dalam kasih sayang, sederhana dalam merindui orang, sederhana dalam mengharapkan seseorang, yelah…pokok pangkal nya, setiap manusia itu perlu bersederhana dalam semua perkara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bercakap itu mudah but how are we going to be moderate??Jujurnya, I have no idea. Saya dibesarkan di dalam keluarga yg amat mementingkan kasih sayang and we show no mercy when it comes to love. We love we show and there are nothing moderate when it comes to love. So, how a person to actually love someone in moderate kind a way??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*haihs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serius saya buntu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takpelah…being too positive and too hopeful is not that bad pun, paling-paling cool pun…I will end up getting hurt sahaja..(again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-1547616079645026781?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/1547616079645026781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=1547616079645026781&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1547616079645026781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1547616079645026781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/positive-hopeful.html' title='Positive &amp; Hopeful'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-1925983576842098522</id><published>2011-12-24T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T21:35:25.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Review: The Choice</title><content type='html'>*ehem*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, it has been such a long time since I last made a book review. Ya, I am a book freak and eventhough my house is on fire pun I still can't stop reading unless someone jerit "api!!api!!!"yes..to that extend...gila kan??Ya, I am crazy when it comes to books even abg Ronaldo says "hi" pun I won't even care..*so menipu* LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bercakap tentang books, I am a big fan of too many authors but currently I am so into Nicholas Sparks. I bet to those who watched "A walk to remember" or "The Notebook" , they sure know what kind of books he usually wrote. What I like the most about Nicholas is the way he tells stories through his books. Most typical novelist would actually wrote such a typical fairy tale where everything are eventually end up in happy ending. Where as, when it comes to Nicholas...most of his novels are actually based on true events with a little twist. You know right, we live in a life where not all things end up good, what's matter the most is how you live your life not how you end your life. Everybody are going to end up dead right and nothing so beautiful about death except memories. So, that is how Nicholas wrote his books. To those yg rasa-rasa nak learn about life, you should read his books. And yes, you might cry too...because I did..ya..typical me..HATI KACA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay enough ramblings, let us proceed to the book review.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Choice is a story about a guy named Travis Baker. Typical guy with a good looks, a nice job, living in a nice house. He is the type of guy who does not believe in marriage. He sees himself as a confirm bachelor where he can't really commit himself or tie himself in a marriage. He does have few girlfriends but he can't commit with them. Most women would say that he is inferior. Until one day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, a new neighbor arrived, her name is Gabby Holland. She is a sweet girl who just try to make a living on her own without being dependent on her parent. She has a steady Boyfriend named Kevin. She has been thinking about marriage with Kevin but unfortunately, it seems that Kevin value his work far more than their relationship. She thinks that they are compatible therefore she is ready to wait for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of them are not actually start things off good since they did encounter few domestic issues. But somehow they manage to work it out. So they start being friends and start being neighborly especially Travis since he thinks that he is attracted to Gabby. At first he thought that it was just a typical attraction between them. Gabby felt it as well but since she has a boyfriend so she try to be professional about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are in love there are nothing professional about it. Feelings is something you can't control and that's what happened between Travis and Gabby. They fall in love and Gabby realized that she needs to clear things up with Kevin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They eventually end up married and have a two beautiful daughters. When you think that everything is okay somehow there will be a turning point in your life where again you are going to face such a difficult moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, Travis and Gabby encounter an accident which Gabby has been badly injured and turn into coma for more than 6months. By then, Travis again need to make such a difficult choice in order to move on his life and to face such difficulties knowing that he might lost Gabby for the rest of his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, to know more about the book, kindly download ebook dia or you can buy it in any nearest bookstores. I bet you are going to cry since I did cried as well..LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do think that what you will learn from this book is about making choices. Just like my post on "The Choice". In life we will encounter too many choices to be choose. I know, it is hard to make choices when your heart or your life are at stake. Choices are easy to say but hard to be made. Gabby has to choose between Kevin and Travis. She end up choosing Travis since she knows that she are in love with Travis not Kevin. Ya, I bet everybody know, love is complicated. We might think that we are in love with A, but somehow when B came, we end up falling in love with him. WHY??Well, that is love my friend. Define love...that is why people said that love is complicated. One can never know what love is. Personally, I do not have any clue about it, but I do know how it felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To manusia yg rasa hendak belajar tentang love, you better read Nicholas Spark's novels. Not that you will be absolutely understand love but at least you get the ideas of love in life. Tahu kan..love itu bukannya datang senang2..one will have to face too many kind of hindrance before he or she find the love of his/her life. Sebab itu kita perlu sabar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am learning about sabar lately...;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8079552208372796922-1925983576842098522?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/1925983576842098522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=1925983576842098522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1925983576842098522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1925983576842098522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/book-review-choice.html' title='Book Review: The Choice'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3539657524242808045</id><published>2011-12-23T10:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T13:27:47.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apabila manusia bermulut "PUAKA"</title><content type='html'>Okay, I bet people might think that I’m in the midst of piss off right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not mad at anyone. I’m good and hati pun cool sahaja today knowing that today is Friday. Friday is a good day to chillax in office where our bosses pun is not really in the mood to work unless tiba2 ada urgent job. Ya, if you were in oil and gas operation you sure are going to have a heart attack on Friday sebab tiba2 semua pun need to be done before 5.30pm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STRESS KAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;??Ya..been there…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually pelik…what is up with manusia in &lt;strong&gt;MALAYSIA&lt;/strong&gt;??I mean it is so typical when it comes to malay where we are so famous when it comes to &lt;em&gt;“menjaga tepi kain orang”&lt;/em&gt; kan?? You guys don’t have nothing to do in life is it except to mess around with other people’s life eh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad you know knowing that as a malay myself lots of us have this kind of mind set. Personally I am born and raised by a parent who taught me not to mind or to pry other people business. I mean come on la…before you spread story about other people, kindly check yourself up. Are you that perfect with no flaws to actually condemn other people ke??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine, if you want to talk thrash about other people…go ahead…but please don’t try to ruin other people’s life by using your mouth. They said, &lt;em&gt;“Kerana mulut, Badan binasa”.&lt;/em&gt; And yes, try to believe in karma will ya&lt;em&gt;…”what goes around, comes around”.&lt;/em&gt; Hari ini hari anda, esok lusa siapa yang tahu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have encountered this kind of issue when I was back in &lt;strong&gt;UTM&lt;/strong&gt;. Does it hurt??Well, of course..how does it felt when your friend simply left you out??Sakit hati right??Been there..but lucky me, I do have a close friend of mine yang stood behind my back..I will always owe you dear Jiha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a wheel, sometimes you are on top, sometimes you are down below. You never know what future hold for us. One should better do some good instead of doing some damage on other people’s life. Mind your own business people. If nak tegur orang for good pun ada caranya but not in a way that hurt other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Peace~&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/8079552208372796922-3539657524242808045?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3539657524242808045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3539657524242808045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3539657524242808045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3539657524242808045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/apabila-manusia-bermulut-puaka.html' title='Apabila manusia bermulut &quot;PUAKA&quot;'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8857027123843937450</id><published>2011-12-21T10:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T10:27:25.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordy Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Steve Jobs -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jofUPadOrAM/TvFD3ybPDZI/AAAAAAAABBY/hYiC9TrVGKs/s1600/SDC13069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688402430053518738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jofUPadOrAM/TvFD3ybPDZI/AAAAAAAABBY/hYiC9TrVGKs/s320/SDC13069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8857027123843937450?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8857027123843937450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8857027123843937450&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8857027123843937450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8857027123843937450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/wordy-wednesday.html' title='Wordy Wednesday'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jofUPadOrAM/TvFD3ybPDZI/AAAAAAAABBY/hYiC9TrVGKs/s72-c/SDC13069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-505541296089301420</id><published>2011-12-20T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T13:13:02.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Choice</title><content type='html'>In life, we sure encounter a lot of decision making. Sometimes I do wonder do I make the right choice??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I have done several bad choices this past few years. How am I actually made a decision myself?? To tell you the truth, I go with what I want. You know…those days, I don’t really think much when it comes to a decision. Once it has been made I will definitely stick with it and eventually end up regretting it. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, what ever happened we have to keep on going…Regrets??I have tons of it but I know I can do nothing about it except to move on and live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do feel stressed up knowing that I can’t undo any choices I made or any mistakes I’ve made. It feels so stress knowing that a single action from me can actually rewrite my whole life. But I can only imagine it as no one can undo his or her past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day, we are facing a decision to be made like should I eat in KLCC or should I just skip lunch? Ya, those kind of decision is not that hard to decide. But what if you are facing a question or any matter that you know that it might change your life or it might be a turning point for you?? It is indeed hard to decide right??Like when someone told you that he/she loves you. What is your reaction??What should you do?Should you just accept it or perhaps should you turn it down??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things get harder when someone actually told you that he/she loves you and so happen you have someone else in your life but at the same time you know that you are also in love with the other person. See, life gets complicated when you are least expected it. If that kind of situation occurs, what should you do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, some say that nothing will get too complicated but hey one should always remember, no one has a nice, smooth journey in life. Sometimes we have to face those kind of challenge, those kind of road, those kind of misery and those kind of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to get complicated. I too choose to live in such a moderate life. I hate when I have to make such a difficult decision. I even hate when my mum ask me to choose between Matriculation program or TESL. I eventually end up doing matriculation to pursue on my dream of becoming a chemist. Ya..I have a chemistry background but I end up doing Quality Management now. Why??Because being a chemist means I have to wear that lab coat of mine for the rest of my life. But still, I heart chemist till the day I die…chemistry is a very interesting subject. If you want to learn about life and people, you better excel in chemistry cause life is a chemistry itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am actually facing some difficult moment where I have to choose. I am indeed okay as I don’t have any major issues in my life that need to be taken care of. Owhh,,perhaps there is one major issue, I am still single at 26. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to finding me a husband, frankly speaking I am actually off the market. Not that I have someone in my life. I think I want things to happen when I least expected it. You know, when you are so looking forward for it, sometimes you can end up being frustrated when things does not happen as you wanted it. For now, I shall keep myself busy on being single. Ya, I do have a lot of things line up for me to do. Things that you must do when you are single. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do get irritated or I feel lonely knowing that most of my girls are going to get married but hey, I have make a choice to be single right??I made those decision not other people so one should stick with their decision right? Those irritation or lonely is a norm..at least I know, I still love to be love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, when it comes to choices..sometimes we have to make those bad choices not because we want to but we simply have to made it in order to learn more about life. How am I supposed to learn about hurt if I never feel one right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s okay; our choices made us what we are now. I am me because of my choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s okay if you feel lost because sometimes we need to be lost in order to find our self again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Kindly read book by Nicholas Spark "The Choice". &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/8079552208372796922-505541296089301420?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/505541296089301420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=505541296089301420&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/505541296089301420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/505541296089301420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/choice.html' title='The Choice'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3262146225297974262</id><published>2011-12-19T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T16:36:43.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Owhhh...Bola</title><content type='html'>To those who know me, I guess korang mesti tahu kan..I am an avid fan of football…Ya..I am referring to you guys yg sama-sama lepak with me dekat mamak tgk bola..LOL(Once upon a time ago in &lt;strong&gt;UTM&lt;/strong&gt;)~ Every week I mesti update on &lt;strong&gt;EPL&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;LA LIGA&lt;/strong&gt;. Ya..I don’t really bother on other league except for champion’s league.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I am very much occupied with football. Mula-mula watched Toyota Cup between Barcelona and Santos. The reason I watched is to make sure that Santos beat Barca. But end up the other way around. Owhh…I simply hate Barca. I know they have such a good team with a wonderful coach but sorry lah..I can’t help it but to hate. Maybe sebab they are so tere or the fact that my Real Madrid can’t even beat them. &lt;em&gt;*stress*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine..I admit, Barca is the current best football club in the world. It is so hard to actually beat them. If you were to win over them, it is simply a pure luck or sebab their keeper Valdes itu memang tidak hebat pun. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Man Utd after that though. Well, QPR certainly not a big club but they played well last night. Unfortunately, luck are on the Man Utd side. Man Utd won with 2 goalS courtesy from Rooney &amp;amp; Carrick. Love the way they played last night. But I do think that Ferdinand shouldn’t be played last night after what happened in Basel. Not that I blame him but the thing is, one should be question on his fitness. Better Vidic than him okay. Tapi tu lah…Vidic is injured and since Man Utd are no longer in the last 16 for Champion’s League, they need to be focus on Europa League. I still can’t believe that they don’t even make it to the last 16. Luckily Real Madrid are still on the run and hopefully they will eventually beat Barca. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sila main bola betul2 ya Abg Ronaldo..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay..enough rambling about football..Schedule Waste tidak siap lagi!!!! &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/8079552208372796922-3262146225297974262?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3262146225297974262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3262146225297974262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3262146225297974262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3262146225297974262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/owhhhbola.html' title='Owhhh...Bola'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5472918887590050452</id><published>2011-12-18T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T16:31:09.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A lot of thing came up accidently. Still have a lot cope with but I manage I guess. In less than 2weeks we are going to celebrate yet a new year to come. Time does envy us kan..It feels like yesterday we just turn into 2011, and now..we are off to start a brand new year again.&lt;br /&gt;Takpe, sila motivated kan diri..we never know what’s future holds for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay…off topic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends do know that I love to eat and sometimes I do think I live to eat and not eat to live. But hey….I’m still stuck, I just can’t keep growing so I end up becoming short and soon to be fat if I eat macam orang gila…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family especially my beloved father does also share the same interest as mine, I guess that is why we are so click. We love to eat and try foods and not to mention that we are not picky when it comes to foods. Barulah Malaysia right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I have always berangan to become a host of “Jalan-jalan Cari Makan”. You know, like I said..I love to eat and I love to try foods that I don’t normally eat. Even my dad said that I can even survive if you send me to Afghanistan cause I am not cerewet when it comes to foods. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I don’t have the talent on becoming a host. I think if I were a host, instead of talking about the foods, I end up forgetting about the hosting part and go straight to eat and eat….sebab itu I tak boleh kot…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yela..since I can’t be a host of “Jalan-jalan Cari Makan” and I can’t eat those foods for free so of course lah I have to earn some money and buat lah jalan-jalan cari makan sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me, a beautiful friend of mine pun suka juga makan2 and try foods at different places. So we end up doing this routine monthly dinner where we are going to spend on foods. Basically, we pick those restaurant yang marvelous and have such a great environment. I love fancy restaurant where we felt so cozy and we can eat our heart out and borak-borak dgn lamanya..Ya, we always spent more than 2hours in a restaurant…LOL~ (Let just say, we have a lot of talking to do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current favourite restaurant would be Ben’s. I am in love with their deco and their foods as well. Kindly be informed that they have a marvelous dessert!!!Red Velvet mereka are superb!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the other day, me and Nani went to SOULed Out Ampang. Nice deco and nice view as well. (anda akan melihat jalan Ampang yg jam). The food it self is great. Delicious and the price is affordable to me. But I’m afraid that they should improve their menu. Maybe should add some more main dishes that more Malaysian instead of being too western. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I feel like Gordon Ramsay tiba2 sebab nak critics other people restaurant..So Sorry…But to those yg never been there, you should give it a try to broaden up your views on foods. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures naa…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IBGb7LqMuc/Tu2joQBeCXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/cODs0apc7Vg/s1600/SDC13063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IBGb7LqMuc/Tu2joQBeCXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/cODs0apc7Vg/s320/SDC13063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687381816330029426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JdmGY4-Q1c/Tu2joCNZubI/AAAAAAAABBA/2-U8lgdUWr0/s1600/SDC13061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0JdmGY4-Q1c/Tu2joCNZubI/AAAAAAAABBA/2-U8lgdUWr0/s320/SDC13061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687381812621982130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7agR4zYRZmw/Tu2jUKO3IlI/AAAAAAAABA0/EodwLOFD2IM/s1600/SDC13059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7agR4zYRZmw/Tu2jUKO3IlI/AAAAAAAABA0/EodwLOFD2IM/s320/SDC13059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687381471178203730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIxO_Z7p_2w/Tu2jT42t0yI/AAAAAAAABAo/RHSLHhE9BT0/s1600/SDC12451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qIxO_Z7p_2w/Tu2jT42t0yI/AAAAAAAABAo/RHSLHhE9BT0/s320/SDC12451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687381466513527586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: the last picture is the one taken at Ben's..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-5472918887590050452?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5472918887590050452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5472918887590050452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5472918887590050452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5472918887590050452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/lot-of-thing-came-up-accidently.html' title=''/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--IBGb7LqMuc/Tu2joQBeCXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/cODs0apc7Vg/s72-c/SDC13063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-2963553673918412047</id><published>2011-12-14T09:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T09:06:06.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday : Bon Voyage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tgCWp5y1p8E/Tuf2BUXQi2I/AAAAAAAABAE/GVGoxlONTwk/s1600/DSC01499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685783557085104994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tgCWp5y1p8E/Tuf2BUXQi2I/AAAAAAAABAE/GVGoxlONTwk/s320/DSC01499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YS__O6Sr5c/Tuf2FkfiKKI/AAAAAAAABAQ/2osGWD_JZMw/s1600/DSC01496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685783630134257826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6YS__O6Sr5c/Tuf2FkfiKKI/AAAAAAAABAQ/2osGWD_JZMw/s320/DSC01496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18PfEysuVK8/Tuf2Ji8xn8I/AAAAAAAABAc/0cjgQW6Jbq0/s1600/DSC01500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685783698439512002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-18PfEysuVK8/Tuf2Ji8xn8I/AAAAAAAABAc/0cjgQW6Jbq0/s320/DSC01500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-2963553673918412047?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/2963553673918412047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=2963553673918412047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2963553673918412047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2963553673918412047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/wordless-wednesday-bon-voyage.html' title='Wordless Wednesday : Bon Voyage'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tgCWp5y1p8E/Tuf2BUXQi2I/AAAAAAAABAE/GVGoxlONTwk/s72-c/DSC01499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-652177372815196547</id><published>2011-12-13T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T15:58:07.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada orang makan dalam</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8HnD8K9w_s/TucE1wle1dI/AAAAAAAAA_4/sXpA4jdLyds/s1600/SDC12615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685518376200230354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8HnD8K9w_s/TucE1wle1dI/AAAAAAAAA_4/sXpA4jdLyds/s320/SDC12615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chill suda..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt; give us guidance na....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: Jangan simpan marah dalam hati.&lt;br /&gt;&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/8079552208372796922-652177372815196547?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/652177372815196547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=652177372815196547&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/652177372815196547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/652177372815196547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/ada-orang-makan-dalam.html' title='Ada orang makan dalam'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8HnD8K9w_s/TucE1wle1dI/AAAAAAAAA_4/sXpA4jdLyds/s72-c/SDC12615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8805750192785363481</id><published>2011-12-12T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T09:34:11.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manja</title><content type='html'>Some say, I am too manja for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am being pampered too much by my parent. Err..my dad to be precise. Ya, my mum agak garang but still she is the best mum in the world. I can’t imagine a life without her but hey..one must remember setiap yg lahir, pasti akan pergi jua one day. I can’t really imagine myself what am I going to do when the time is come..Hanya tuhan sahaja yg tahu hati ini&lt;em&gt;…*haihs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, saya memang anak bapak. My dad is my hero and he does pampering me too much sometimes sebab itu bila kena marah with him, I am going to be super sentap.I know…dah tua bangka pun macam ni kan??What to do??Being manja is in my nature I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I am manja with those I am close with. At home, of course lah manja with parent right, if in office, since I am the youngest in my department..selalunya…they treat me like kanak-kanak ribena. LOL~But I’m cool…I mean..biasalah..being one of the unmarried lady…saya selalu menjadi bahan usikan. Among my girlfriends pula…I can’t be the manja one eventho I am the youngest sebab ada seorang gadis itu dia lagi super manja than me..tapi takpe…I love her and I don’t mind being a sister to her eventho she is older than me…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, back in &lt;strong&gt;UTM&lt;/strong&gt;..I am close with this group of lelaki. They are lelaki yg a bit older than me. The thing is, I never thought in a million years I could actually close with them. Kenapa?? Sebab mereka agak ganas orang nya dan suka menggunakan bahasa yang kurang sopan. LOL~Bila fikir balik, I guess we were accidently becoming close sbb I use to date one of them and what funny is the person yg I use to date, turn out to be my best buddy and we are still close sampai sekarang eventhough he has a girlfriend already. I do remember, they use to say that, &lt;em&gt;“tihah, no matter what kau akan selalu menjadi adik kiteorang sebab kau perempuan&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;paling manja yg kiteorang pernah jumpa..” &lt;/em&gt;See….so sweet kan dieorang, ya..nampak jer ganas with their cigarettes tapi rupa2 nya mereka sangat sweet. That is why they called me “budak kecik” sampai sekarang. Sumpah rindu sama mereka. Nowadays..few of them are married, tapi they always treat me macam dulu2 and suka sangat main kepala saya..yelakan..orang ketot memang selalu dibuli…T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to rid my sikap manja eh??It is not that I hate being manja, but sometimes when you are being too manja, people don’t really take you seriously. Like those clients of mine…I hate being treated like kanak-kanak. I am 26 years old for god sake, so please treat me like one and I am mature enough to figure things out without your interference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be tegas actually, but it turn out I am being funny instead. Not that I don’t know how to scold people, I do but the way I do things is more subtle. Ya, bila saya marah, I tend to be sarcastic instead of yelling to other people. Saya tidak suka marah orang macam orang gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay cool…I will try my best on being hard..sila buang sikap manja!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Manja dengan diri sendiri takpe kan??&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/8079552208372796922-8805750192785363481?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8805750192785363481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8805750192785363481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8805750192785363481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8805750192785363481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/manja.html' title='Manja'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8421298881412191932</id><published>2011-12-09T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T09:08:38.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to be motivated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Never regret. If it’s good, it’s wonderful. If it’s bad, it’s experience."- Victoria Holt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;· “They say that there is a smile waiting on the other side of sadness..”&lt;br /&gt;· &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Never regret a day in your life, “good day gives you joy while bad day gives you experience”. Both are important for a successful life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mama said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Jika ALLAH turunkan ujian dan dugaan untuk kita, it means ALLAH itu sayang kita sebab DIA ingat kita. Dugaan itu mendekatkan kita dengan ALLAH."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SeiPoPZS4w/TuFfVXgMpBI/AAAAAAAAA_s/vMT1mr4K4gk/s1600/DSC01326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683929025409229842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SeiPoPZS4w/TuFfVXgMpBI/AAAAAAAAA_s/vMT1mr4K4gk/s320/DSC01326.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8421298881412191932?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8421298881412191932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8421298881412191932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8421298881412191932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8421298881412191932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/quotes-2.html' title='Quotes 2'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0SeiPoPZS4w/TuFfVXgMpBI/AAAAAAAAA_s/vMT1mr4K4gk/s72-c/DSC01326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-2611837923203672902</id><published>2011-12-08T11:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T11:07:23.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahai Lelaki</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I do envy those people who don’t have to struggle their self to have or to find the love of their life. The fact is, I don’t even know what the love of my life is or perhaps who is the love of my life. I have been in love but apparently he is not the love of my life. He is just a passerby in my journey of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me sad to see or acknowledge how men nowadays so callously play the game of love. Sometimes I do think they don’t even bother on what love is. Men nowadays are super selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been approached by bf org, tunang org, suami org…and for what?? For me to actually be there for them when they are bored with their partners??Is that why those unavailable men seek happiness? In the arm of other women??waa….bagus kan..lelaki are indeed lucky, you guys don’t have to do much to have a woman lay on your feet. It is not that hard pun to make a woman fall for you….sweet talk…and sweet talk some more and a bit of sweet talk lagi…and then surely that woman will die for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, women are easy conquest. Man does not have to be as gorgeous as Aaron Aziz to get a woman. It is true you know...Because women nowadays don’t really bother with looks when you have other things to offer. Other thing does not mean money even though it is true that some women do married sebab duit. But one should realize that money is not everything that a woman need, woman need security, faithfulness, responsibility, and the most important one is &lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;which most of men are lack of. I think men are confused when it comes to LOVE or LUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a major piss off with those guys yg rasa diri mereka lelaki terhangat di pasaran. You know those type a guy yg already have someone else in their life, someone else yg willing to die for them but yet you guys keep on looking for other women. APAKAH??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly tell me, what is wrong with your partners that make you think that you should have the liberty to fooling around with other women? Which part of &lt;em&gt;“not single”&lt;/em&gt; yg you guys don’t understand?? Why do you guys have to flirt around even knowing that you are not available?? Kenapa perlu tamak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, am not going argue on what our &lt;strong&gt;AL QURAN&lt;/strong&gt; taught us. A man can have more than a wife in Islam. Personally, I am not against “bermadu” concept. I agree, nowadays there are lots of women compare to men so one should be able to share their husband. To tell you the truth, if I were to be married with a married man, I would sincerely accept it…kenapa??I believe in jodoh pertemuan dan ajal. If tuhan dah tentukan I have to share a husband, so be it. Perhaps I am pasrah not redha, but hey…life goes on…one should accept his or her destiny. Tapi kalau boleh saya pun tidak mahu berkongsi suami..bukan tamak but I am not willing to hurt other woman feeling by marrying her husband. I have feeling too, I know how it felt to feel threaten and to be jealous. Like I said before, penyakit jealous ini boleh membawa maut. I do pray I won’t have to hurt other woman feeling….Amin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To men out there, if you are in a relationship, are engaged, and married…kindly think more than twice before you guys go flirt around/approach other women. Our heart is too fragile, a simple gesture from men can always be misinterpreted by us woman. We are simply like that. When a man says “Hi”, our brain think that you are into us even though you only meant it for a simple “Hi”. Kindly clarify things to a woman, don’t be nice to her if you don’t want to marry her. Kindly stay away from us. Don’t play with a woman heart. I am begging you wahai lelaki out there…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: Orang tamak selalu rugi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang Benar,&lt;br /&gt;Gadis marah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-2611837923203672902?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/2611837923203672902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=2611837923203672902&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2611837923203672902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2611837923203672902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/wahai-lelaki.html' title='Wahai Lelaki'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-813011258978026785</id><published>2011-12-07T17:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:46:41.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Word Wednesday : Spa Mama</title><content type='html'>*ehem* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum is a beautician. She loves being pretty and she loves to be pretty as well. Sebab itu she owns a boutique and several spa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I love being pretty, that is the whole point of being a woman okay. To look pretty, be pretty and jaga suami elok2 (One day) LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum is an entrepreneur. She loves making money on her own instead of working with other people. That is why, she did encourage me to take lots of courses to sharpen up my knowledge on becoming a business woman like her. The truth is, I am not going to work in Offshore for the rest of my life. I have set my own limit when it comes to work. Currently I do help her in certain aspect of her business. I would love to be a businesswoman but you know la...when you have a day job like me, it is hard to actually have a &lt;em&gt;“me time”&lt;/em&gt; except when I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebab itu, I am always busy during weekend since I have to be with my mum and helping her up with her business. I love doing it but sadly to say, I don’t really have any spare time to spend with my girls and friends except after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry dear friends, bukan tidak mahu hang outs but 24 hours is definitely not enough for me. Lately, my act of spontaneous are dead because I can’t afford being spontaneous when I have to stick with my schedule. I know, I sound like a busy woman kan??I am busy sebab at home I have to be a “bibik” as well. Tapi takpe, practice for future to come kan…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, my mum just opened a new spa in PERTAMA COMPLEX. Those who lived in KL I think memang tahu lah kewujudan this shopping complex right??It is next to SOGO. Actually, Pertama Complex is not as awesome as other shopping complex la..since it is an old shopping centre. But the good thing about Pertama Complex is, it’s already established and has its own pengungjung. Just like Sungai Wang or BB Plaza la…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, we were just open it on 1st December and so far my mum do have her regular customer. Luckily that Pertama Complex is in the heart of KL, so most of the customers are those who work in KL area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, for a time being my mum does not have a staff to work there. Therefore, my mum has to be there every single day. Poor mama…and I can only teman her during weekend jer…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum actually is the KL &amp;amp; SELANGOR stokis for SHADIRA beauty skin care.&lt;br /&gt;Basically, both me and mama are using this product. Mama actually does not have any problems with her skin except for a few freckles on her cheek. So far, she is indeed in love with this skin care since her freckles pun dah hilang. Of course la mama suka product ni kan..if not, she won’t be a stokis la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you ask me, well…personally…saya memang suka sebab I have a quite severe acne problem before this. Dulu, during school time, I have lots of pimples..Pimples itu sering naik dekat pipi yg bulat ini..Those days, I have a low self esteem because I don’t like when people are staring at my pimples. I think I look hideous those days. Nak tengok cermin pun I am afraid…sedih ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi Alhamdulillah, since I start using SHADIRA my face turn to be super fine. Senang cakap, I am happy with the outcomes. Now, I am a proud user of SHADIRA. I have been using it for 10 years and insyallah I will keep on using it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those yg with any skins problems, you girls should try it too!!Don’t be too skeptical with our local products. Cuba dulu baru tahu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone out there has any questions on regards this skin care, kindly drop your email to &lt;a href="mailto:tihah85@gmail.com"&gt;tihah85@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. I will be happy to answer and to share my experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And owh…if you and you and you as well have any free time, kindly drop by to my mum new spa in Pertama Complex ya. Nak tahu exact location, you can email or PM me. By the way, spa ini hanya untuk wanita only. No men are allowed except to buy skin care products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek4Z5T530qg/Tt8zgjl5wnI/AAAAAAAAA-w/sqz2XAqPTe0/s1600/SDC13034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683317889167901298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek4Z5T530qg/Tt8zgjl5wnI/AAAAAAAAA-w/sqz2XAqPTe0/s320/SDC13034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U_YJ3rLvPw8/Tt8zntiWt7I/AAAAAAAAA-8/mHSiOl_zk3Y/s1600/SDC13036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683318012096460722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U_YJ3rLvPw8/Tt8zntiWt7I/AAAAAAAAA-8/mHSiOl_zk3Y/s320/SDC13036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-802afv6EmFs/Tt81JDbe6AI/AAAAAAAAA_U/uPYSGvki-nA/s1600/SDC13044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683319684420528130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-802afv6EmFs/Tt81JDbe6AI/AAAAAAAAA_U/uPYSGvki-nA/s320/SDC13044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9oTlcCV6IhI/Tt8z1utjItI/AAAAAAAAA_I/uGF7AZ-JT-0/s1600/SDC13038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683318252930015954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9oTlcCV6IhI/Tt8z1utjItI/AAAAAAAAA_I/uGF7AZ-JT-0/s320/SDC13038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzm7l6-527g/Tt81OWquBYI/AAAAAAAAA_g/GsI2IHBYn_s/s1600/SDC13045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683319775484052866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzm7l6-527g/Tt81OWquBYI/AAAAAAAAA_g/GsI2IHBYn_s/s320/SDC13045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8079552208372796922-813011258978026785?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/813011258978026785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=813011258978026785&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/813011258978026785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/813011258978026785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/word-wednesday-spa-mama.html' title='Word Wednesday : Spa Mama'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek4Z5T530qg/Tt8zgjl5wnI/AAAAAAAAA-w/sqz2XAqPTe0/s72-c/SDC13034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-2861684347945337739</id><published>2011-12-06T08:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T08:23:39.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menangis</title><content type='html'>I have always wonder, why do actually people crying??I suppose, we do cry because we are sad but people do cry when they are happy as well right?? Is there something to do with hormones??I think yes, especially when it comes to women. You know, women are indeed special right??We are different than men and I am proud to say that we do show emotion and feelings unlike men who tend to disguise their emotion. Well, men and their ego are too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to announce that I am a cry baby. Not that I love to cry but my tears actually are not too precious since it can easily came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cry when I watched movies, when I read books, when my dad raises his voice, when I saw other people crying, and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not immune when it comes to sad movies. I tend to be moved when I saw sad scenes. Especially if I were to watched Hindi movies like Kabhie Kushi Kabhie Gham, Mohabattein, kuch kuch hota hai, dil hai tun hara, and etc. Every time Shah Rukh cry, I did cry as well. I guess my heart was made by glass kot, because my heart tends to give away every time I saw actors or actress crying in the movies. The other day, I watched a movie by Bruce Willis “Tears of the sun”. It is a war story located somewhere in Nigeria. While watching the movie, I was actually preparing myself a box of tissue next to me because I was so move by that movie and I cried my heart out. I have been crying for the past 2hours of that movie and my brother thinks I’m crazy because I menangis macam orang gila..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to books, ya…hati ini memang kaca. I even cried while reading an ebook okay. Not to mention, books by Nicholas Spark &amp;amp; Cecilia Ahern. I am a book maniac as I can spent hours and hours not to eat once I dapat a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhh…I am anak bapak actually. I am very close with my dad. My dad is my best friend. We can actually talk about everything (well almost everything laaa…). Being my dad, he is not the type of bapak yg tend to scold or bising2 or membebel la...He leaves it to my mum untuk membebel or scolding us. But you know la…no one is perfect, eventhough my dad is my idea of a perfect father, but sometimes he can be angry as well. And when he does, he tends to raise his voice. Once he raises his voice to me, saya mesti sentap and I end up crying. I know, people might think that I am anak manja, well I am when it comes to my dad. Hati ini mudah terasa bila my dad marah but bila mama marah, I tend to be deaf pula…Sorry mama~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kadang-kadang, I feel so tired of crying. I sincerely hope that I have a strong heart so I don’t have to waste my tears. Somehow, I can’t help it. Air mata itu seems so murah. They said, tears itu sgt valuable and one should best keep their tears and not to waste it. I try my best not to cry you know but the more I try, the more I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should just let it flow. Maybe one day I have no more tears left and hati itu sudah keras. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if hati sudah keras I would not be able to feel love and to give love. HOW?&lt;br /&gt;Owh..lupa, if hati itu sudah keras..it means I am dead already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: lately kuat sangat menangis...T_T&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/8079552208372796922-2861684347945337739?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/2861684347945337739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=2861684347945337739&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2861684347945337739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2861684347945337739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/menangis.html' title='Menangis'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-4161556281500662943</id><published>2011-12-05T08:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T09:11:29.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 26th</title><content type='html'>Ya...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...quite a big number kan??yes..I am past quarter of my life. I am blessed to be alive and to be able menghirup udara KL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time wait for no man. Tak sangka...now I am already 26 and I have been working for the past 3years. Life feels so short lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, I am 26 already last week. I ought to be a mother already kan??LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's okay, 1 day insyaallah...the time will come. For now I would love to be a baby sitter. To those parent yg rasa nak pergi dating with your partner, kindly send your babies to me okay. hee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay 26,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TdlO7bEXBM/TtwYNdUR9sI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-fQzVRo0Oc8/s1600/DSC01481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682443449321780930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TdlO7bEXBM/TtwYNdUR9sI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-fQzVRo0Oc8/s320/DSC01481.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sIj8zyoMsjw/TtwYg1F39PI/AAAAAAAAA-o/rrn-CBwNmwo/s1600/DSC01489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682443782121321714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sIj8zyoMsjw/TtwYg1F39PI/AAAAAAAAA-o/rrn-CBwNmwo/s320/DSC01489.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dLp1VC4TkD4/TtwYNrQ5QeI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/m-X8l026z8Y/s1600/DSC01485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682443453065675234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dLp1VC4TkD4/TtwYNrQ5QeI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/m-X8l026z8Y/s320/DSC01485.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lEFe3Jx9sJs/TtwYgnGlZ8I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/So-ML6mFTEc/s1600/DSC01488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682443778366203842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lEFe3Jx9sJs/TtwYgnGlZ8I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/So-ML6mFTEc/s320/DSC01488.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-4161556281500662943?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4161556281500662943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=4161556281500662943&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4161556281500662943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4161556281500662943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-26th.html' title='Happy 26th'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1TdlO7bEXBM/TtwYNdUR9sI/AAAAAAAAA-A/-fQzVRo0Oc8/s72-c/DSC01481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8175699312673339833</id><published>2011-12-02T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T14:59:04.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bebeh...</title><content type='html'>I wish Bebeh are still with Offshore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy pun without Bebeh..tapi if Bebeh ada lg best so I can share all my misery with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, life have indeed change since Bebeh moved to MMC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lunch partner dah gone, luckily I have Kak Laili around...Thanks Kak for actually willing to layan my kerenah and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi baru dapat lunch with Bebeh..but 2 hours is not enough for us since we have a lot of catching up to do. But I'm content...at least dapat jumpa Bebeh kan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kan...rindunya nak breakfast with Bebeh dkt pantry everyday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you soon bebeh...maybe you kena teman I shopping new heels ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXEwBEmRi3o/Tth1iwLfDGI/AAAAAAAAA90/mhGk6-lgTRo/s1600/DSC00962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681420169836956770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXEwBEmRi3o/Tth1iwLfDGI/AAAAAAAAA90/mhGk6-lgTRo/s320/DSC00962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p rindu s: Rindu bebeh yg kecil &amp;amp; comel!!Btw,picture were taken on April 2011 before I start wearing hijab ya..TQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8175699312673339833?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8175699312673339833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8175699312673339833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8175699312673339833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8175699312673339833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/bebeh.html' title='Bebeh...'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXEwBEmRi3o/Tth1iwLfDGI/AAAAAAAAA90/mhGk6-lgTRo/s72-c/DSC00962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3933045292830267283</id><published>2011-12-01T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T12:25:10.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Love</title><content type='html'>Who is your first love??Ya, itu adalah soalan cepu emas where I bet most of us are too lazy to answer. Or perhaps we are too lazy to mengimbau kembali kenangan silam. But hey, there are lucky people whom actually end up with their first love right?? Tahniah to those people, you guys are indeed lucky sebab you guys do not have to endure the first cut. Ya, been there..the first cut is always the deepest right..&lt;strong&gt;SAKIT??&lt;/strong&gt;Well…once you hurt, of course lah sakit but I live. Luka di hati, siapa yang tahu??Only me, myself and I jer yg tahu. Tapi luka itu sudah lama sembuh, what’s left is only a scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taste of my first love when I was 23 years old. Ya, agak lambat but its okay…at last I do know what is love kan?? I always thought that, when I first in love, I would eventually end up with him. But I am not…akhir nya our love dies in vain. Am I still in love with him?? Personally, I am not in love with him but deep down, saya tahu…saya akan always sayang dia sampai mati. &lt;strong&gt;WHY??&lt;/strong&gt; Because he is the first guy yg mengetuk pintu hati ini. But my percentage of sayang to him is not like the old days la…maybe sayang itu tak sampai 3% kot..LOL~You know…as you grow older, what you love the most is not the person itself but it is all about the memories and history yg you once had with a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually inspired to talk about first love due to cerita yg sedang hangat di TV3, “Tentang Dhia”. Nora Danish is one of my favourite actress sebab dia comel dan cantik. Tapi sebenarnya, I am very keen to watch tentang dhia sebab ada Adi Putra. LOL~ Ya, saya sangat suka Adi Putra sebagaimana saya tergila-gilakan Aaron Aziz..hee~But takdelah sampai obsess nak mati la…it is a norm right to like an actor yg menepati ciri-ciri, “tall,dark &amp;amp; handsome” they are so typical manusia handsome. Saya suka…suka tengok mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, saya masih kurang faham. How come someone can actually be too attached with their first love?? I mean, I do understand the love feeling but susah sangat ke to let go your past love??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe and keep telling myself that life goes on and never wait on you. Saya juga percaya dengan setiap yg berlaku dalam hidup kita, pasti ada hikmahnya. I take myself for example, Ya..saya gagal in my first love but that does not stop me to actually giving out my love to the next person to come. Saya always believe, maybe tuhan dah tetapkan yg dia bukan untuk saya, who am I to actually fight with fate?? Perhaps akan ada manusia di luar sana untuk saya kan??By the way, ada orang cakap saya perlu positif, so currently I am being positive on myself..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were Dhia, I won’t simply think twice on deciding whom am I going to spend my life with. Of course lah saya akan pilih Zikir. No, am not talking about kekacakan Zikir, or his ability to afford Dhia. I believe when it comes to marriage one should think beyond love. Maaflah, when it comes to love I am a bit liberal myself. Saya percaya, dalam perkahwinan love sahaja is not enough. To be able to work a marriage we need a lot more than just love. Sebab perlu diingatkan bahawa, love tidak boleh membeli rumah ya anak-anak. Frankly speaking, I do think I can actually enter a marriage without love sebab saya percaya love itu boleh dipupuk. Look at my grandmother, she married my arwah atuk with no love at all. But eventually, they did fall in love and their marriage turn out to be fine as they do complete each other. Such love stories do exist kan…Best nya….hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya rasa kan, as a woman myself, it is not that hard pun to actually to be in love with an unknown man. Perempuan ini memang complicated but when it comes to heart matter, we are indeed simple. Kami memang easy to fall in love. Hati perempuan ini sangat fragile macam kaca. Kami mudah sayang, mudah benci, dan mudah kasihan. Sebab itu wanita mudah menangis macam saya. Ya, saya seorang yg crybaby!! But don’t get me wrong, hati wanita itu boleh menjadi keras bila ia sering disakiti. Therefore kindly treat us well. Don’t play with our heart yg comel ini. It is hard to mend a broken heart tau sebab you have to collect all the pieces in order to have hati yg comel semula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, am not a pro when it comes to heart matter. Sebab itu saya tidak faham apabila seseorang itu can’t let go his/her first love. Pelik tau…sebab it seems easy though for me to actually relinquish him from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susah ke nak let go first love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*saya tidak faham* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3933045292830267283?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3933045292830267283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3933045292830267283&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3933045292830267283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3933045292830267283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-love.html' title='First Love'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-602368281549491055</id><published>2011-11-30T12:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:19:55.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-64HHRrfvNe0/TtWuzsUAq7I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Vchyv3EhpD8/s1600/Birthday_candles-1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 118px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680638708089400242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-64HHRrfvNe0/TtWuzsUAq7I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Vchyv3EhpD8/s320/Birthday_candles-1-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-602368281549491055?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/602368281549491055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=602368281549491055&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/602368281549491055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/602368281549491055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/wordless-wednesday_30.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-64HHRrfvNe0/TtWuzsUAq7I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Vchyv3EhpD8/s72-c/Birthday_candles-1-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8933571645588666195</id><published>2011-11-29T16:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T17:07:29.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gadisku - Eika's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gp6_lq93eA/TtSgR-7ot1I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/43i_mZXUBQ8/s1600/edited119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680341260832388946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gp6_lq93eA/TtSgR-7ot1I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/43i_mZXUBQ8/s320/edited119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqUKmJFqjis/TtSgFc29mXI/AAAAAAAAA9I/MNZJCIdSDwM/s1600/edited179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680341045527550322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HqUKmJFqjis/TtSgFc29mXI/AAAAAAAAA9I/MNZJCIdSDwM/s320/edited179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-rfLqNGv6w/TtSdvwO5_dI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Tp60kKzxdgs/s1600/_MG_7824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680338473747873234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-rfLqNGv6w/TtSdvwO5_dI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Tp60kKzxdgs/s320/_MG_7824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cXPlOW8ChTk/TtSdvyMIVKI/AAAAAAAAA8g/t5VOumiek04/s1600/_MG_7797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680338474273100962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cXPlOW8ChTk/TtSdvyMIVKI/AAAAAAAAA8g/t5VOumiek04/s320/_MG_7797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AiVd5Elwmxg/TtSdvN5D4KI/AAAAAAAAA8U/XEGni4OPixo/s1600/_MG_7793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680338464529440930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AiVd5Elwmxg/TtSdvN5D4KI/AAAAAAAAA8U/XEGni4OPixo/s320/_MG_7793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-es9QWTHQuP0/TtSdu4MIs9I/AAAAAAAAA8I/24h6KDVhQuM/s1600/_MG_7548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680338458703868882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-es9QWTHQuP0/TtSdu4MIs9I/AAAAAAAAA8I/24h6KDVhQuM/s320/_MG_7548.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One smile can start friendship , one touch can show love and care, and friends like you girls (gedz) can make a life worth-living." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you "Gedz"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8933571645588666195?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8933571645588666195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8933571645588666195&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8933571645588666195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8933571645588666195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/gadisku-eikas-wedding.html' title='Gadisku - Eika&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2gp6_lq93eA/TtSgR-7ot1I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/43i_mZXUBQ8/s72-c/edited119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-4913068101852620723</id><published>2011-11-29T13:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T14:11:54.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In less than 24hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Que sera sera, what ever will be, will be..the future is not up for us to see, Que sera sera"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes, by 12'o clock tonight, I will increase my number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To talk about my feeling??Well, I felt nothing except to feel a bit of sadness to actually leave a quarter of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I did have quite amazing 25years old huh??Ya, I am thankful to be alive. I am thankful to be able to feel love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Perhaps I am a bit gloomy over my age due to my current state of mind. I blame it on my hormone. You know, women tend to be irrational when it comes to age. LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But hey, life goes on like nobody business. Why am I suppose to gloat over my age when other people are turning 40/50 or perhaps 80 and they are being happy about it. Tidak baik mengeluh kan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Turning 26 is not the end of the world kan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oleh itu, sila chill ya Fatihah..you are going to have a great days onwards...and as always kindly ask your father for a lavish gift!!LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p/s: owhh...looking forward to have a good wednesday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-4913068101852620723?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4913068101852620723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=4913068101852620723&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4913068101852620723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4913068101852620723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-less-than-24hours.html' title='In less than 24hours'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-4573919347688243649</id><published>2011-11-26T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:18:03.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Steve Jobs-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TU3tYwwEUU8/TtDY19eA4jI/AAAAAAAAA78/_QNPNQmiC3Y/s320/SDC12592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679277551659311666" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-4573919347688243649?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4573919347688243649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=4573919347688243649&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4573919347688243649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4573919347688243649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/quote.html' title='Quote'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TU3tYwwEUU8/TtDY19eA4jI/AAAAAAAAA78/_QNPNQmiC3Y/s72-c/SDC12592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5791448372228766094</id><published>2011-11-26T18:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T20:00:36.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"They said, there are no better days unless you spent it with your loved ones."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to agree, I had a great day even though "granite hunting" is not the best thing to do on Saturday. But hey, to be able to spent some quality time with loved ones is precious indeed right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am actually craving for books since I have eventually finished all my books. Or perhaps I should be bold and said, I need a new distraction. Distraction from the outside world. Ya, I have turn into this boring person. 2011 definitely change me. Change for good laa...sedikit proud of myself. Finally, I am able to keep my promise on being strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will patiently wait for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Saturday activity&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHGhOi0oVrQ/TtDMsXWe-RI/AAAAAAAAA7M/L7MPbU1MgRM/s320/SDC13003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679264192668825874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GaRfNw5sCw4/TtDOUs7xuqI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/i0pMqVLDMQ4/s320/SDC13005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679265985168784034" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cHiANDSPzUI/TtDPROZqXmI/AAAAAAAAA7k/i0qf_fVougM/s320/SDC13006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679267024944651874" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HR6mGReQ3ms/TtDRBJy8HHI/AAAAAAAAA7w/wi6L6MjzP7Y/s320/SDC13015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679268947853843570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&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/8079552208372796922-5791448372228766094?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5791448372228766094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5791448372228766094&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5791448372228766094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5791448372228766094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/saturday.html' title='The Saturday'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aHGhOi0oVrQ/TtDMsXWe-RI/AAAAAAAAA7M/L7MPbU1MgRM/s72-c/SDC13003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5010396381196002919</id><published>2011-11-24T17:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T08:52:05.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>According to &lt;strong&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/strong&gt;, Jealousy is a second emotion. It is typically refers to the negative thoughts and feelings of insecurity, fear, and anxiety over an anticipated loss of something that the person values, particularly in reference to a human connection. Jealousy often consists of a combination of presenting emotions such as anger, sadness, resentment and disgust. It is not to be confused with envy. Sebab envy tend to be deeper than jealousy and I bet better be jealous then envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bercakap soal jealousy, it is actually a universal human experience. No one can escape jealousy. You tend to feel it even though you don’t have the intention of feeling it. It is a feeling where you have no controlled of it. Same goes with love. When you are in love, you can’t help it but to keep falling kan?? I know, been there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I don’t mind to keep falling in love everyday for the rest of my life. Because being in love is such a beautiful feeling. I am bless to be able to feel love until now. Yela…we never know, &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt; might take those feeling away from me. By then, what do I have to give??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a human myself, sometimes I can’t help but to feel jealous. Yela, like Mr Wikipedia said when you feel insecure /anxiety over an anticipated loss you tend to get jealous. Bila jealous, you tend to be angry, sad and you definitely akan rasa a bit disgust of yourself. You know, the thought of “why am I supposed to be jealous” is running through your mind rapidly but hey…once you started to get jealous, it is hard to actually to overcome it. Ubat jealous are not available in the market and it will never be. Ubat nya senang sahaja, sila back to basic…&lt;strong&gt;INGAT LAH TUHAN, NESCAYA DIA AKAN INGAT ANDA DAN AKAN JAGA HATI ANDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I am not a good person either. Sometimes, hati ini mudah sangat jealous pada manusia lain. Ya, I tend to be jealous to those silly things like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Owhh..how come she has that bag?Ehh…I am much smarter than him how can he beat me??Owhh…how come she looks pretty with that hideous outfit?? Owhh…you don’t deserve him since you are not that pretty…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See….I am bad kan??Ya…I am that kind of person who can’t help but feeling jealous…Jealous yg tidak bertempat. I get jealous when my dad gives more attention to my sister, I get jealous when I saw my ex with his girlfriend. (That is why I delete him in my FB). See…my jealousy level is a bit chronic kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid actually. I am afraid that I can’t control my need of jealousy. What if my jealousy overcomes &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;??I do have a lot of &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; to give you know. I hate myself sometimes to actually feel jealous to manusia yg tidak sepatutnya. Maaf ya…sometimes I tend to follow my heart instead of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps we should use our brain instead of heart. Our heart is full of lust and nafsu itu bring us to hell instead of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not easy to overcome jealousy. I have tried but my efforts dies in vain. Tapi takpe…Usaha itu tangga kejayaan right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t get jealous, don’t be jealous. Jealousy will eats you alive and all of sudden you have nothing else left except a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cakap itu mudah kan??But it is hard to do so…but hey…at least let us try not to be jealous okay…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: to those people out there, I never meant to get jealous to you guys, I can't help it. I am so sorry if I cause you any harm in any way ya. Maaf from the bottom of my heart~&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/8079552208372796922-5010396381196002919?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5010396381196002919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5010396381196002919&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5010396381196002919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5010396381196002919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-4896462098689538219</id><published>2011-11-23T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T08:56:32.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Rata-rata manusia in Malaysia nowadays majority pun have a blog. Ya, me as well. I love to write as I love to express my thoughts/idea/opinions through writing. Tapi kan…honestly, I don’t share things yg berkaitan dgn hati. Well, I use too but starting this year, I guess when it comes to heart’s matter I better keep it to myself kot instead of sharing it with the world. Maybe I have turn into a very private person. I think laa…because lately I don’t really like to socialize with other manusia. Perhaps it is due to my age kot?? Kenapa lah selalu stress pasal umur…age is just a number right??Chill suda…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In these past few months, I can actually consider myself as a very active blog walker. I love to read other people thoughts, opinions and etc. What amaze me the most, there are actually bloggers yg masih lagi bersekolah…I do wonder, how come they got time to blog??If I were a parent in near future, jangan haraplah I nak kasi my children ada blog. Owhh..not even a blog, I won’t allowed them to have FB and Twitter as well. During school time, you should be focusing on your studies instead of surfing the net. Seriously, takut bila tengok pelajar sekolah nowadays…they are too open and lack of guidance..no wonder sometimes they tend to be more advance than us yg sudah tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing with this young bloggers, mereka sangat comel and quite adorable too. Yela…look at their pictures sudah…most of them are super cute and their blog actually portray themselves as the young ones. But there are some young bloggers whom actually much more mature than their age. I have actually read one of the blog where she is just 16 years old..tapi..the way she writes her blog show how mature she is. I do wonder, where she got all the maturity sebab when I was 16years old, I was this girl yg sedang sgt2 tergila2 kan boyband dan cerita jepun instead of menulis blog. LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I do think seseorang itu tidak perlu menjadi cepat mature. Bukan apa, when you tend to be more matured than your age sometimes you will end up being an adult so fast and you can’t even actually enjoy being kids or teenagers. To tell you the truth, life as a teenager is much more fun than being an adult tau…sebab bila jadi adult, you have lots and lots of responsibilities and you have to think too much sometimes…Penat okay jadi adult!!To young ones out there, sila jangan cepat sangat nak jadi adult, take your time sweethearts….there will be a day when you just realize yg you are already an adult. (Like me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebagai manusia biasa, sometimes I tend to be quite judgmental to other people’s blog. I know, I should not condemn other people’s thoughts right..but I can’t help it. At least I don’t write any comment on it. To me, if I don’t like someone else blog, senang jer…sila tekan (x).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I am a big fan of blog gadis-gadis cantik. I know, I am a gadis as well but seriously I am sincerely adore them. Blame it on my hormone or my woman instinct, biasa lah…perempuan always love pretty things (including pretty women). Sorry to say, sometimes their entry is not up to my expectation pun but since they are sgt2 beautiful so it is a must for me to visit their blog. LOL~ Kindly bear in mind ya, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beautiful itu subjective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are blogs yg I really adore where they actually install lots of information/start to discussing any topics/share some ideas or opinions. I love to give my opinions when it comes to those blogs. Bila saya suka blog orang itu, saya sentiasa akan comment on his/her entries..hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly to say…sometimes, people don’t really appreciate your opinions. Instead of membalas comment2 itu dgn baik, they tend to be sarcastic about it. I do wonder why??Do I actually touch you pride sampai your ego is tercalar ke? Well, what to do….this is life, tidak semua manusia itu can be nice. Maybe he/she seorang yg panas baran and they can’t really take other people’s opinions or critics. Susah kan??Yela…to me, the purpose of blogging is to share your thoughts and one should be able to accept other people’s opinions or critics but if you can’t accept any criticism, sila private kan blog anda so no one can actually say anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya pernah di kritik and saya pernah private kan blog saya..but eventually, I realized that lagi kita takut dikritik, lagi lah kita rugi because by then you won’t go anywhere..you will always stuck in your own kepompong and you won’t actually venture life. How am I suppose to learn from my mistakes right??One can only learn his/her mistakes when other people point out your mistake. Because kita tidak akan pernah sedar tentang salah kita, we never know about our own flaws right??Salah orang…memang kita selalu nampak..hee~ (I am reminding myself as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I am less judgmental…maybe sebab sekarang dah semakin mature kot..LOL~ Let us keep reminding our self okay…Jangan terlalu cepat menilai orang…sila cermin dulu diri anda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-4896462098689538219?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4896462098689538219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=4896462098689538219&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4896462098689538219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4896462098689538219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-4791684311175988731</id><published>2011-11-21T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T14:35:46.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lecturer – Student Relationship, anything wrong? (Competition ni)</title><content type='html'>*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refer to the above title, personally, I do not find anything wrong with that. I mean when it comes to love, nothing is wrong. It is wrong when you are not being professional with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in UTM, I have a senior whom actually married to a lecturer. Base on my observation, I see nothing wrong with their relationship. In fact they are very open with it. What I mean by being professional is, one should know where to draw the line. For example in my senior case, she never took any class under her husband. It really shows that she really want to succeed at her own will and to tell you the truth, she made it just fine. Currently she is a PHD holder and also a lecturer in UTM alongside her husband. How amazing she is right? It is not easy to accomplish what she had; one must have a strong will &amp;amp; courage to be able to be that especially when you are a Malaysian. Typical Malaysian minded, people will always think worse of you but whatever it is, it &lt;strong&gt;“YOU”&lt;/strong&gt; that matter. Screw other people. Think what is the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I see no shame if people are in a relationship with their lecturer. All you have to do is to be professional and be prepare to receive any critics. Just bear in mind critics build you up not eating you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;239words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag: &lt;a href="http://coretanakhir.blogspot.com/"&gt;Abang Stalker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: 1st time enter competition. TQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-4791684311175988731?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4791684311175988731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=4791684311175988731&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4791684311175988731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4791684311175988731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/lecturer-student-relationship-anything.html' title='Lecturer – Student Relationship, anything wrong? (Competition ni)'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8058855045531619273</id><published>2011-11-21T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T12:03:26.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janda / "Mak Jan"</title><content type='html'>When it comes to a divorcee woman, most people tend to be skeptical about it. By skeptical what I mean is, they tend to think that divorcee women ni suka tackle someone else husband. Well, I don’t blame them because there are women out there who love to trap someone else husband. I pity those women you know, it really shows that they are actually jobless and try to make a living by find their self a rich husband. Poor them…that is why we as woman should actually support those young women/mothers who lost or divorced with their hubby. What I mean by support is not by sharing your husband. But by giving them some motivational support, by helping them find a job to those yg suri rumah…you know..those kind of thing yg can help them build up their life instead of looking down at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia especially, most of us women do hate “mak jan” right?? Because they always look pretty and they always look available. Lagipun, it seems dah jadi quite a trend nowadays where people tend to get married at early age and get divorced at early age as well. Yela…those days…it is hard to actually ada janda2 muda ni, but nowadays…janda muda is everywhere and sgt lah available in the market. Even men pun skrg they prefer those janda muda instead of anak2 dara yg available ni kan??Yela…janda muda kan hot stuff skrg…contohnya like Nora Danish, Rozita Che wan…ETC…u name it…they are super gorgeous even janda Akhil Havy pun dah kahwin sengan seorang lelaki muda yg masih bujang…See…Janda sekarang is pretty awesome kan??hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know….people might think that I hate those “mak jan” as well. Personally, I don’t hate them but I don’t prefer them either. To me, being a divorcee is not a choice but what to do…sudah tersurat yg jodoh itu sampai di situ sahaja. As a human, we need to realize that we can’t have it all and no one is perfect. So, one should not simply hate them unless if they proof to be a slut la..Owh…mind my language ya..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually inspired to talk about this topic since one of my dad’s friend actually divorced his wife and got married with a “mak jan”. My personal opinion on this matter is..Well, it is good that he actually married to her instead of membuat dosa kan.but I do think he is an idiot for actually leaving and divorced his 1st wife. Come on la….how could you actually cast away a woman whom actually bears you 6 children?? How could you simply turn your back to your wife and kids just because of other woman?? How could you??To me, it really shows how selfish, shallow and stupid man you are. Let us face the fact, you are not getting younger, a family is a man’s treasure and you lost it completely. Owhh…I do sound mad kan, well…I am. To me, I am not going to blame the “mak jan” for actually ruin other people marriage even though yes she did have some share to be blame but seriously, I put all the blame on my dad’s friend. Helo…you are a man, the power is always in your hand. You should be a leader and lead your family and now your family is broken. So, who’s to blame??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, before we put all the blame to all those divorcee women out there, kindly take a good look at your man… &lt;em&gt;”Tepuk sebelah tangan tak berbunyi kan”.&lt;/em&gt; Instead of blaming other women, I pledge all women to actually put yourself in those “mak jan” shoes..how does it felt when people are looking down at you??Don’t simply blame other women on your husband/partner’s mistakes. Kindly open your eyes and judge carefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian Terima Kasih~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8058855045531619273?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8058855045531619273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8058855045531619273&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8058855045531619273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8058855045531619273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/janda-mak-jan.html' title='Janda / &quot;Mak Jan&quot;'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-701840211957044539</id><published>2011-11-21T08:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T08:53:29.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Zahiril Adzim &amp; Shera Aiyob</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulation to you both!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May you have a great Marriage!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eA2mcn8eWOk/Tsmf-n0cBZI/AAAAAAAAA60/IZLX29P69SI/s1600/DSC01476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677244703466849682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eA2mcn8eWOk/Tsmf-n0cBZI/AAAAAAAAA60/IZLX29P69SI/s320/DSC01476.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Wed Couple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7sK-ByoxL8/Tsmf-x6Oa7I/AAAAAAAAA68/KFS1Px61DdE/s1600/DSC01473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677244706175478706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7sK-ByoxL8/Tsmf-x6Oa7I/AAAAAAAAA68/KFS1Px61DdE/s320/DSC01473.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my brother &amp;amp; me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;p/s: pictures are blurr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-701840211957044539?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/701840211957044539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=701840211957044539&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/701840211957044539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/701840211957044539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/wedding-zahiril-adzim-shera-aiyob.html' title='Wedding Zahiril Adzim &amp; Shera Aiyob'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eA2mcn8eWOk/Tsmf-n0cBZI/AAAAAAAAA60/IZLX29P69SI/s72-c/DSC01476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8282152887232293742</id><published>2011-11-19T00:39:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T17:42:48.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To get it Right</title><content type='html'>I keep playing this song in my head over n over again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Pkb9uyPC-Rk" frameborder="0" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Beautiful People,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are times where we try to do something right but somehow it turn out to be wrong. There are times we try to be good but we end up looking bad. I think, the best thing to do is to just to let it happen, the more we want to control things, I guess we will keep messing things up. I am no angel, I am no saint..but I will try my best to get it right. May &lt;b&gt;ALLAH&lt;/b&gt; show me the way. May&lt;b&gt; ALLAH&lt;/b&gt; guide us all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;AMIN~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8282152887232293742?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8282152887232293742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8282152887232293742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8282152887232293742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8282152887232293742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-get-it-right.html' title='To get it Right'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Pkb9uyPC-Rk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-1892956590898589621</id><published>2011-11-18T22:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T23:35:09.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Batam With Love</title><content type='html'>Batam were great..but not as awesome as Malaysia la..since I am glad to be home...All of sudden I miss to work... even though I would prefer to have holiday for the rest of my life. (Unless I were to be married with anak sultan brunei la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat a lot in Batam though since their government people keep insisting us to eat &amp;amp; eat &amp;amp; eat macam org gila...and personally I am not surprise if my weight is increase. I am happy actually, at least people won't keep saying that I look thin...&lt;b&gt;HELO&lt;/b&gt;, am not thin ok...see the &lt;b&gt;LEMAK&lt;/b&gt; please....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I don't get food poisoning since my perut is quite sensitive you know...I tend to get sick pretty easy when it comes to foods. Owhh...don't get me wrong, I love foods..I can't live without them..but perut ini kadang2 tend to be *mengada2*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's in &lt;b&gt;BATAM&lt;/b&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, me have no idea...we done lots of shopping and we only went for a site visit once jer..we went to visit &lt;i&gt;PULAU PENYENGAT&lt;/i&gt;. Such a nice pulau where I got the opportunity to perform a solah in the oldest mosque in Batam. After that, it is all about shopping dan shopping dan shopping...Yes, tiba2 I am stress about shopping sbb I need to save some money...*HAIHS* By the way, I did some shopping too..tapi sikit2 suda...Let my mum do all the shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...enjoy some of the pictures yg huduh...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9CBEuRTe1Vg/TsZ32JkiGJI/AAAAAAAAA54/ZVk7J4X65yY/s320/DSC01454.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676356152512878738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56q_RVBlOd0/TsZ5FtpabpI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/4WgHbl0AaiI/s320/DSC01462.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676357519406689938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPkshc62CRs/TsZ5F7p20CI/AAAAAAAAA6c/pqRatKoXVMI/s320/DSC01464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676357523166646306" style="cursor: pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98H3LBKq5_I/Tr_fAKbxOpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/iFlp6dJlUqc/s320/DSC_0793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674499249403935378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss those days when things are okay in OWS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could be here long enough to see it's okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always hope &amp;amp; pray for it's well being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May ALLAH bless us all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;p/s: this picture was taken last year during our "happy" time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-6066007169756208537?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6066007169756208537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6066007169756208537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6066007169756208537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6066007169756208537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-miss.html' title='I miss'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98H3LBKq5_I/Tr_fAKbxOpI/AAAAAAAAA5s/iFlp6dJlUqc/s72-c/DSC_0793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-6706365657806340573</id><published>2011-11-11T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T16:52:09.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t be too friendly with husband orang okay</title><content type='html'>*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terasa?? If you feel offended, you don’t have to read it okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yela…”siapa yg makan cili, dia lah yg rasa pedasnya” because the truth is, I pun terasa dan tersentap juga..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betul, am not going to lie…I am being friendly xkira lah if you lelaki bujang ke, lelaki tunangan org ke, suami orang, pakcik orang or atuk orang ke…Well, I just don’t care..I mean, I am being friendly to those who treat me as their friends or colleagues, baru lah 1Malaysia kan?? (I am being sarcastic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this, never in a million years I could actually vision myself to be friendly with suami orang. Betul…the thought of berkawan with suami orang pun never occurred. I always thought that I will act civilized with suami orang and no way I am going to spend my time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, that was before…things does not work that way because no matter what you do or what field are you into, you still have to work closely with suami orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first encounter with suami orang when I first joined this manufacturing company in Shah Alam. Being me, I am a fresh grad whom knows nothing about working environment. The purpose of working is to get my job done and to be able to satisfy and comply all my boss requirement. Basically, I am working directly under the Factory Director whom happens to be a Japanese guy. I adore him completely, he is the best boss ever even though he don’t really talk too much. The thing is, I like him because he always nice to me and always bring me back some goodies whenever he went back to JAPAN. But hey..wait a minute, No..am not interested in him in any romantic kind a way since he is happily married and he acts like my father sbb tu I suka~ He is the first married man yg I get close with. Back then, I am quite sombong since one cannot be too friendly or too nice while working in a factory since there are men who tend to take advantage on you. Dulu, I don’t even talk to anyone whom I don’t have business with. I only talk to those people yg I have to liaise with. I know, I sound snob kan??Well, I have too since I takut okay….I think sbb itu, I don’t really have any malay friends (ada malay frens tapi sikit) since I lebih prefer spent my lunch with my Chinese colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things change when I first joined Offshore Works. By change what I mean is, all of sudden…my environment dikelilingi oleh warga melayu since Offshore Works is a &lt;strong&gt;BUMIPUTERA&lt;/strong&gt; own company. Actually, I am not that awkward pun working here but you know la..when you were surrounded by malay community there will be problem with colonial. Colonial means, mulalah…ada gang2 yg tertentu. The truth is, I don’t really like the idea of ada gang2…sebab we are not in school anymore. We past that age okay..so kenapa perlu ada puak2/gang2??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me…I don’t belong in any gang but I do close with certain people. Well, I am easy when it comes to making friends. I don’t choose friends..I kawan semua..I am universal. It is hard though to actually close to someone, but naturally…I am becoming close with bebeh…owh…how I miss her, I miss to share our private talks…sampai hati you tinggal kan I bebeh…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the main topic…here in Offshore Works…I learn a lot especially from those guys yg dah manager level. Seriously, I have no idea on how am I becoming close with them. I don’t know…I was somehow terus click with them and I end up selalu lepak with them after work. It is funny you know..when I never get myself so easily adapt with men especially married men. Tapi secara tiba2 in Offshore Works, I tend to get carried away kot. I do felt guilty though..I mean, yela kan..technically speaking, I do think it is wrong to actually enjoying myself with them…you know la..when you go melepak with suami orang, sometimes they are not just talking about works..sometimes we do share some personal stuffs which I don’t think I should know pun..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a time where I go hang out with the guys after work. At first it was 4 of us..and I was the only female, I okay jer..maybe sebab time tu I rasa diri I cool kot padahal I am the only anak dara. I know, sungguh tidak baik dan tidak sopan kan.. &lt;em&gt;*haihs*&lt;/em&gt; Nak dijadikan cerita, we were lepaking sampai nak dekat maghrib..and…masing2 need to go back la…sbb it is near to maghrib, and kindly don’t forget that they have a wife and kids waiting for them kn…Since semua pun nak balik, haruslah I pun nak balik…but suddenly, one of the guy ask me to lepak with him for a while since he ask me to teman kn him habiskan rokok. I was not okay actually since I don’t smoke and the thought of being alone with a married man makes me a bit uncomfortable. Actually the thing that I afraid the most is, what if one of his friends saw me with him and tells his wife? Ya…I am scared okay…because it is wrong and I am at fault. If anything were to happened, the blame is on me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, barulah I realized, one can be friendly with any married men but tahap friendly itu is up for a definition. In my opinion, it is okay to going out with married men when you are in a large group and you are not the only woman. Let us put our self in other wife’s shoes, “How does it felt when your husband are going out with other woman and they claim to be just friend ??” Are we okay with that?? If you ask me, &lt;em&gt;No…I am not okay with it..therefore don’t simply get too attached with someone else husband. Work is work, kindly draw the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a Friday thoughts to share. Let us always keep reminding each other and let us ponder on each other’s mistakes. I am far from perfect and I have a lot to learn. Kindly advise me ya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s:Nowadays I only lepak and have lunch with wife orang jer tau..*wink*&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/8079552208372796922-6706365657806340573?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6706365657806340573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6706365657806340573&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6706365657806340573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6706365657806340573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-be-too-friendly-with-husband-orang.html' title='Don’t be too friendly with husband orang okay'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5002119391427662087</id><published>2011-11-09T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:07:49.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i406FwCbm1A/Trp6PLTon1I/AAAAAAAAA5g/LDxoIW_KeDg/s1600/DSC_1013_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672981081778331474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i406FwCbm1A/Trp6PLTon1I/AAAAAAAAA5g/LDxoIW_KeDg/s320/DSC_1013_2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Family First&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"The Aziz's"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="body"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10;"&gt;In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don't try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. &lt;b&gt;In family life, be completely present.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Lao Tzu -&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-5002119391427662087?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5002119391427662087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5002119391427662087&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5002119391427662087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5002119391427662087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i406FwCbm1A/Trp6PLTon1I/AAAAAAAAA5g/LDxoIW_KeDg/s72-c/DSC_1013_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-7171586116817923578</id><published>2011-11-08T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:55:57.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah Ber "Anak"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alhamdulillah, I am still alive today. One should be thankful to be alive kan..I read a quote today; &lt;em&gt;it says that one should be grateful to be able to see the world today since it is yet another&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;day that we were born&lt;/em&gt;. SO TRUE…so what past is past..and what’s done is done…therefore, kindly move forward and make some more history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Refer to the above title, takut tak??&lt;strong&gt;LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By Beranak, what I mean is having a baby…I know, it might sound pelik since yela kan…am not married yet..so why must I blog about having baby kan. Actually, I was inspired to talk about it since baru jer pagi tadi saya telah berkongsi cerita tentang hal2 yg berkaitan dgn wanita ketika melahirkan anak. Okay fine..perhaps it is still too early for me to worrying myself on this kind a thing but in my opinion, nothing it too early when it comes to preparation kan?? I mean, &lt;em&gt;“sediakan kan payung sebelum hujan”&lt;/em&gt; kan lebih baik?? *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*ehem*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a woman myself, terus terang…I am a kids lovers…I love babies, adore them and I could actually spend hours of time with them…memang saya tahap crazy when it comes to kanak2..tak tahu kenapa..tapi memang saya pantang nampak budak kecil. When I was 13 years old, even my mum are not scared to leave me alone with my youngest sister since I am really good at managing baby. No, am not trying to brag about it, but entahlah…I guess I am a baby magnet kot. I even did a part time job during my UNI semester break at a Nursery near to my house. &lt;strong&gt;KENAPA&lt;/strong&gt;??because I am crazy in love with babies…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The thought of having babies or pregnant actually does not scare me. What scare me the most is the process of making babies kot…I don’t mean like takut macam the most scariest things to do ke…No…I didn’t mean that, but you know la…saya ni dah biasa tidur sorang2..so the thought of having a bed partner is kind a fun tapi takut..Okay, if you feel confuse kindly PM (private message) me for further explanation..TQ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nak dijadikan cerita, today I went to see my lovely kakak downstairs..you know la..saja nak borak2 since I love to chit chat with her since she is just like a kakak that I never had..how I wish I had a sister to share some silly stories...Okay, back to the main topic, we were talking about her experiences during her child birth la. Being me, I am always a curious kind a girl yg kalau boleh memang nak tahu semua perkara dgn detail nya. Being her, she is sangat straight forward dan berterus terang…she starts to cerita lahh..during her first child birth, the pain is sgt2 unbearable…sakitnya, only GOD knows..she said that she lost quite a lot of blood and her birth wound can only heal after 6months of child birth. Errrrr….okay…I am scared..tiba2 cam my whole body rasa ngilu. But lucky her, during her 2nd child birth, things were okay for her..she does not even have to endure the pain but just so you now..she did have some petua for it which I will learn from her eventually .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So happen, one of my colleagues also just got a baby in August. According to her, the pain is super sakit where you will definitely feel like someone actually twist your pinggang and the pain is 20 times painful than the usual period pain. Errrrr…okay..ini memang major tension. I know…am not going to have kids or pregnant in this few months but knowing how painful some people have to endure while bersalin…it does scare me. They said, there are some methods or medicine will be given to make it less painful or make the pain go away but you know la…it’s going to cost you a lot. Like my friend said, she took epidural during her child birth and she does not feel anything except that all she knows is the baby is coming out…Well, good for her because I heard that any medicine given are going to react differently in different body, basically it is all up to your body system. I mean, some say..they can endure the pain with only one jab of epidural but others said, it might takes more than just one . I don’t know…I guess it is all up to ALLAH, org cakap, sesakit mana pun sewaktu anda bersalin, waktu malaikat cabut nyawa nanti lagi sakit…Ya, satu renungan buat saya, I mean..come on la…to be able to become a mother is the best thing ever…I hope I live to experience those feeling. Sakit pun sakitlah….yg penting saya dapat menjadi seorang IBU. Bukan senang nak jadi seorang IBU kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead of husband hunting, I guess I better be focus on baby hunting la..because suddenly I feel like I can’t wait to have a baby on my own…&lt;strong&gt;APEKAH&lt;/strong&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: tips to have a baby boy or baby girl pun I dah tahu…akan dipraktikkan bila tiba masa nya..*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&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/8079552208372796922-7171586116817923578?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/7171586116817923578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=7171586116817923578&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/7171586116817923578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/7171586116817923578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/kisah-ber-anak.html' title='Kisah Ber &quot;Anak&quot;'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-9133067894250639370</id><published>2011-11-05T15:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T16:00:38.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sue's Wedding + cuti-cuti KK</title><content type='html'>It is a late post on Sue 's wedding..but I still want to blog about it..hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, mind you..this is my first ever trip to KK and I had such amazing trip thanks to Sam (illa's hubby) we did have a marvelous getaway....rasa macam nak flashback or turn back time...Holiday memang best kan when you have nothing else to think about except to have fun..but come on la..back to reality..semakin tua, semakin besar responsibility..*sigh*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Sue gedz got married on 21st October..this is our first time to sue's house and meet all her family. We received such a warm welcome from her family and her childhood friends (they are so sweet &amp;amp; nice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucky me, even though our purpose to KK is to attend Sue's wedding...but we all sempat jugak go sightseeing in KK..it was awesome!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let all the pictures do the talking okies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t5OtU2vpAs4/TrTkY5PZ3AI/AAAAAAAAA30/gIAkAlz6fRQ/s320/SDC12950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671408947099720706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ho50IQ_Jj1A/TrTkZK2ENYI/AAAAAAAAA4E/fQKO5eL3-vg/s320/SDC12953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671408951825282434" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zsy20ro6Gco/TrTlNCDac1I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-7T5613j0Jw/s320/SDC12956.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671409842818544466" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GlRTDbBpc00/TrTlNfgqiFI/AAAAAAAAA4g/FWBYauFZRA0/s320/SDC12985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671409850725861458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnmuQwnb25A/TrTlNZgyDKI/AAAAAAAAA4w/5Oknl-Jg6gw/s320/SDC12989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671409849115741346" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qkxYSuk7YPk/TrTlN1qg1BI/AAAAAAAAA44/opw7OSTcAvQ/s320/SDC12990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671409856672748562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e5P-UkFZgp0/TrTlvo1Q8SI/AAAAAAAAA5I/j4W3gksyse8/s320/SDC12992.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671410437343736098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tqb3J9D6Ey0/TrTlvsGb-iI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/HL9Ft7b2UVk/s320/SDC12994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671410438221068834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Conclusion nya, we had a marvelous holiday...my big congratulation goes to Sue &amp;amp; Akmal, I wish you both all the best in future undertaking and may you have a bless marriage..AMIN~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;next vacation please!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-9133067894250639370?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/9133067894250639370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=9133067894250639370&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/9133067894250639370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/9133067894250639370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/sues-wedding-cuti-cuti-kk.html' title='Sue&apos;s Wedding + cuti-cuti KK'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t5OtU2vpAs4/TrTkY5PZ3AI/AAAAAAAAA30/gIAkAlz6fRQ/s72-c/SDC12950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-90638856544722503</id><published>2011-11-04T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:24:55.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On football</title><content type='html'>Just my 2 cents on football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched football last night. I watched 2 champions’ league match last night, which is the man utd vs Otelul Galati and Real Madrid vs Lyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know me….Real Madrid is always di hati…and of course we won the game thanks to the ever gorgeous multi talented Cristiano Ronaldo…I just can’t get enough of him..he played well last nite and most importantly he is not that selfish..he done some amazing cross last nite..&lt;em&gt;what a piece of work…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why..but I sort of like inspired to talk about football today..Maybe sebab semalam I overdose Coke kot…*hurmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay…I want to talk about Man utd game first. Last night game was okay…they played quite well…and what amazing is, the Rooney that we know was not actually play at his usual position as I do think that Ferguson has actually let him to play the role as a centre midfielder. Mind you, he played it very well…tiba2 I rasa macam tgk Paul Scholes yg main pulak…serius tak tipu..But poor him, he does not even has the opportunity to score as you know la…bila dah duduk tengah sumtimes he has to act as the centre defend. I do wonder, bila lah Vidic nak ada??Man Utd defend is a bit fragile last night but thanks to Rooney, he did such a wonderful job at defending as well. Luckily Man Utd won 2 – 0 and qualified to next round..if not, mahu menangis Ferguson kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I had enough with Man Utd game, I watched Real Madrid pulak….As usual, Real Madrid is famous with their beautiful game..Helo, it full with all star player..what’s not to like about their game right?? Last night they played very well..with 55% ball possession and I really like the way they counter attack against Lyon. It seems that they moved accordingly when the ball are moving forward..I think a big round of applause need to be given to Jose Maurinho since he is able to control and manage all his players quite well. You can see that Ronaldo is not that selfish anymore and same goes to Higuain. By the way, it is nice to see that Ozil is played last nite instead of Kaka. It is not that I don’t like Kaka, I do like him as his performance in Real has been improved and I do think I see the same man whom actually won the world best player 2007. Ya…the Kaka that we know and love is back..but sorry lah…I kind a prefer Ozil than Kaka..hee~Owh..not because he is cute and Muslim, but I love the way he play football. Seriously, Ozil is the most unselfish player in Real Madrid tau…Dia tak gila gol like other striker macam Ronaldo, Higuain and Benzema..he is just like other typical German footballer, they won’t stop running and chasing the ball until the end of the game..and his movement is super excellent. I like the way he is pairing with Ronaldo. It’s look like they do have chemistry on field. Owhh..not to forget, Angel Di Maria….such a talented Argentinian…one of the early sign up by Maurinho last year…seriously, Maurinho do have such amazing eyes to see how talented he is..if dia masuk Man Utd pun okay kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kan…I am so upset on Real defend!!Sorry to say…it has not been improved since last season okay…Could someone please tell Real Madrid on how to well defend like Barcelona??Take a look at Barca..their keeper is not that good pun…senang jer nk bolos…but defend dieorang…OMG!!superb…fully organized and I do like when they fully utilize Dani Alves to bring up the ball forward..macam tu lah baru mad genius. But I hate &lt;strong&gt;MESSI&lt;/strong&gt; sbb he made Ronaldo looks bad..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough talk about my &lt;strong&gt;Real Madrid&lt;/strong&gt; before someone tend to muntah hijau..hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update on football later. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: office is sunyi sepi since most of them cuti raya…SADNESS tade kampung~&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/8079552208372796922-90638856544722503?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/90638856544722503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=90638856544722503&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/90638856544722503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/90638856544722503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/on-football.html' title='On football'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-4244394833838857664</id><published>2011-11-03T11:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T17:20:37.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish List</title><content type='html'>*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet most of us have our own wish list kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, am not going to lie…I do have one..err…no…I have lots actually because my wish list is consist of various aspect..*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I know…I am that complicated woman yg do see things in her own weird kind a way kan…I think I am weird + complicated + immature + comot….yes…I am all that….I think most people can’t quite figure me out when they first know me….haha~ But….kindly be inform that I tend to change accordingly with my age..LOL~I might be a different person next year kot??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish list is not that grand though…and yes..I do list them out to make sure that I cover all the things that I must do, I must eat, I must have..You know…being a woman, you can’t really blame us for having such a big appetite for life…kindly blame it on our hormone..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to reveal all my wish list here, I bet I need an assistant to help me out on typing it all out you know…since it is such a long list…*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure that have been on my mind since last week is this particular thing that by hook or by crook I have to get it done before I die. I know…it is not good to keep reminding yourself about death right??But, one should always remember that we are not going to be alive forever..Eventhough if I were to be married with Edward Cullen pun..still, he can;’t guarantee that I will be frozen like him for the rest of my life kan??Come on laa…my life is not in Twilight….get real please…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I came to realize something last week…yela…as a human being..I have always has this dream to travel the world..how I wish I could actually see Europe with my own eyes instead of goggling their image kan…even when I was just a little girl I have this secret wish (it’s no longer a secret) to tour Europe with my husband to be..hehe~such a kanak-kanak dream kan??yela..those days I never know how much it cost to travel kan..all I know is menghabiskan duet parent ku…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was all in the past….nowadays…I do keep it in my wish list but I don’t give much hope on that anymore..because I do have other “must do” yg lebih priority kan. The truth is, I really hope that I will be able to perform “HAJI” in near future. I don’t know why but out of the blue, the thought of performing rukun Islam yg kelima ni becoming strong since last week…perhaps it is due to the HAJI season. Somehow, I just want to get it done quickly…No, am not going to rush into it since yelakan…my saving in Tabung Haji also is not that much…I can’t even register myself pun and I do have to attend some kursus to make sure I do know all the &lt;strong&gt;do &amp;amp; don’ts&lt;/strong&gt; during Haji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ‘s okay…no matter what, I will try my best to actually save up some money to go there in near future. Bukan apa, like my mum said…maybe it is much better if I go and perform my Haji when I am still young. Yelakan…when you are young..you still have that energy to carry out all those ibadat as Haji does require us to have tons of energy. Furthermore, like I mention earlier…we never know what’s future holds for us…so before my time is up on this life, I would really like to complete all my rukun Islam. Macam dalam lagu raihan cakap, &lt;em&gt;“Ingat lima perkara sebelum lima perkara”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah…early this year..I have the opportunity to perform my umrah. Frankly speaking, it was such a memorable journey and senang cakap, hati itu lebih tenang ketika di sana. Time umrah dulu, I have experience to perform my tawaf and sai’e. Harap2…in near future..adalah rezeki nak menyempurnakan rukun haji kan..yela…I do want to experience berwukuf di Arafah, melontar di Mina’ dan yg paling penting sekali…to be able to see &lt;strong&gt;KAABAH&lt;/strong&gt; right in front me again….&lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt;…I really do miss those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I hope and pray to be able to kumpul duet byk2 and nak cepat2 daftar for Haji. Bukan apa, I heard that most of the people yg daftar sekarang pun have to wait until 2040...I said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“WHAT???”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hidup lagi ke aku tahun tu wehhh??Oleh kerana I tidak mahu mengambil sebarang risiko, I think I better start to register now…semoga tuhan mempermudahkan segala urusanku~&lt;br /&gt;Amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: To najib &amp;amp; rosmah yg sedang menunaikan ibadah haji, may you have a bless journey and I do hope anda berdua akan kembali menjadi pemimpin yg lebih adil dan saksama. No corruption please…. &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/8079552208372796922-4244394833838857664?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4244394833838857664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=4244394833838857664&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4244394833838857664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4244394833838857664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/wish-list.html' title='Wish List'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-91430930035926791</id><published>2011-11-01T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T14:55:04.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>Time goes by so fast already…I never thought that November would come this fast. Somehow, I guess it seems like yesterday that we just turn into 2011. But now, we are moving towards 2012...Time indeed envy us kn??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was a bit sad today…feeling a bit gloomy knowing that we are in November already….How I wish that time can stop..at least for a while for me to ponder upon it…but come on la…life won’t stop on you…it will keep on going even until you die.&lt;br /&gt;November means a lot to me since I was born in November…that is why I do have a reason to be sad this month…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine…I hate to admit but &lt;strong&gt;I AM GETTING OLD&lt;/strong&gt; this month……urghhhhh…the thought of it make me sentap…serius…I tak tipu…I know…I should not be upset on increasing my numbers..In fact, I don’t really care about my age actually, but what scare me the most is the thought of being single at my age…..SEDIH okay….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yela….look at all my close friends…most of them are married and getting married already…while me, well…the truth is..am not searching pun but I am merely waiting…waiting for that particular manusia to muncul and sweep me off my feet….so, &lt;strong&gt;ANYONE&lt;/strong&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi itu lah….one cannot be sad just because she is getting old and single right??&lt;br /&gt;Like Oprah tweet, “You can have it all, but you can’t have it all at once”….At least I do have a family who support me well and I do have other things in life to be proud with…Takpe la kan…being single are not that bad at all kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay…stop worrying &lt;strong&gt;FATIHAH&lt;/strong&gt;, let us concentrate our self on making money instead!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-91430930035926791?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/91430930035926791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=91430930035926791&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/91430930035926791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/91430930035926791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/11/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-4930478636188175421</id><published>2011-10-31T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:45:19.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manusia Kelantanese</title><content type='html'>Okay….I bet people might think that I am a racist…No, I certainly not…To those who know me…they will tell you how open I am and I don’t “pilih bulu” when it comes to friends..I am universal~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kan…sorry laa…I just have to blog about this…to those org Kelantan, maaf dipinta if you feel offended in any way…this article mean no harm to anyone tau…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Malaysian, I am proud to be one..owhh..not because of the PM but I’m proud to be born in a country yg kaya dgn budi bahasa dan sopan santun nya…trust me people, if you go anywhere in the world you would know how baik nya org Malaysia tau..We do appreciate people and respect other people…May ALLAH bless Malaysia always~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking laa….I am a KL born citizen…born and raised in KL. Being a town people, it does not mean that I don’t appreciate manusia yg jauh dari bandar…..I adore manusia luar bandar ok…I mean, it is nice to see those people who lived in a place yg jauh dari bandar where the people are so demure and they really don’t bother with harta dunia. It is nice you know if sekali sekala hidup ini when we don’t have to think about money…or harta dunia…but unfortunately for me, my life is all about money..Ya, am not going to lie or being hypocrite…seriously, I love money…and seriously, I can’t picture myself live in a kampung….balik kampung sekali sekala is okay with me but am not going to live there…perhaps when I am much older then maybe my perception is different laa…but for now, I happy to live in KL…I need all the lights &amp;amp; noises..It makes me alive..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am a bit terlari tajuk….well, I am going to talk about manusia Kelantan eventually…&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the reason why I want to talk about manusia Kelantan is due to my observation on manusia Kelantan itself…and due to my sakit hati with one of them. By the way, kindly be inform that I don’t hate manusia Kelantan tau…sebab, few of my close friends during UTM time pun org Kelantan gak and I have no problems with them because they are cool…I adore COOL people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing yg I do think it is obvious to most people is, manusia Kelantan terlalu bersikap berkelompok. Sorry to say, but dari zaman I masuk matriculation sampai lah ke Universiti...orang Kelantan terlalu suka berada dalam kelompok mereka as if like those yg bukan Kelantan tak layak untuk menjadi kawan mereka..Betul tak??I know, there are those org Kelantan yg boleh jer join org negeri lain kn…but most of them are too passionate with their semangat kenegerian. I don’t know why….I use to ask one of my Kelantan friend, and she said, “we feel much more secure with our click and we are afraid that other people might judge us or misinterpret us by our language”…All I can say is, “Well, people are most likely to judge you when you are actually being judgmental on other people”. Senang cakap, if you respect other people then you will earn respects from other people…there are no questions of other people to mock you…BETUL TAK??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I came across this beautiful blog la…she is a kelantanese but she claim to be Qelantanese…well, I do think to spell &lt;strong&gt;KELANTAN&lt;/strong&gt; is with “K” not with “Q” right?? She seems like a nice girl, cam baik jer…cam comel jer…yela…they said, most of gadis comel berasal dari &lt;strong&gt;KELANTAN &lt;/strong&gt;kn??&lt;br /&gt;Betul kot….mek klate memang comel2 ..(ini bukan ayat sarcastic). Sadly to say….because of her blog, I need to revise back my opinion on gadis Kelantan, fine…gadis Kelantan are indeed comel2, cantik, putih2….but unfortunately, like most of other people…appearance means nothing when your attitude is menggelabah……I assure you, she should be more herself than to pretend to be like sum1 else…I mean kecomelan itu is up for a definition..you don’t have to pretend to be cute when you end up jadi macam mengada-ada or menggelikan…Come on la gadis-gadis cantik, don’t pretend to be comel..let other people judge you and define you…I take &lt;em&gt;“Fatin Liyana”&lt;/em&gt; for example, she is indeed comel and pretty my friend and she don’t have to pretend to be one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, what make me sakit hati is when a Kelantan woman who claim to be a saint..ye la…she wears hijab and she always said that as a gadis Kelantan, I don’t do clubbing, hu ha sana sini….I do menjaga tata tertib..you know…those typical ayat yg selalu nya digunakan oleh manusia yg rasa diri mereka baik. Memang betul, if you don’t do all those sort of things..yes..you are someone yg baik, but am I have the right to judge you?? NO…I don’t have the right since I am not a god, so let &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt; judge you. She hurts me, but am not going to elaborate it much longer since I do think what ever happened between us, I shall keep it between us….But please la….don’t pretend to be a saint when you are not that good yourself…pretend to be a gadis Kelantan yg sweet and nice when you are not…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..I know, I do sound so freaking pissed off kan??Well, of course….LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said I guess, I mean….enough for today..perhaps when I’m in the mood to write about this topic then I will continue myself…sikit2 sudah….ini pun sebab I was ter emotional with one of the org Kelantan..if I were to talk more about it, nanti dah jadi mengutuk la pulak kn…yelah…they said, don’t take things to heart…what ever it is, I feel a bit okay since I dah cakap apa yg I nak cakap…if we do put things into our heart, lama2 you can die heart attack you know…so if you feel offended ke, just put it in writings or perhaps just be bold and cakap jer terus terang dgn orang itu..barulah cool…better cakap depan dari cakap belakang yer adik2…don’t be afraid to speak up~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to work~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-4930478636188175421?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4930478636188175421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=4930478636188175421&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4930478636188175421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4930478636188175421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/10/manusia-kelantanese.html' title='Manusia Kelantanese'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3838178549040573258</id><published>2011-10-27T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T18:07:12.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your intention??</title><content type='html'>I am curious...and I have no answer for the above question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the days I started to be actively occupied myself with social networks..I do notice, most women we do received unknown male friend's invitation (means they want to be friend laa..)...and it does make me wonder..why do men whom we don't actually know their existence tend to simply add sum1 like us that you don't even know???&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHY INDEED??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Well, I do ask few men on regards this matter and sadly the answers are not up to my expectation...you know...typical male answers.."Owhh..because we just simply want to get to know the woman/girl" why you want to know us??what is your intention??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not going to deny that most of people's relationship nowadays are simply begin from a social network (FB/TWITTER/ETC)..I don't see nothing wrong with that but personally, I don't really agree..LOL~Well, call me old fashion...I do believe in normal or a traditional courtship where, a guy should be more gentleman and come to me personally to get to know me....hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, it is imposible...since men nowadays does rely on technology when it comes to courtship...for example like PM (private message) in FB, send email and sms'ing...BETUL TAK??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think I should be born during the 18th century and below where people are more traditional and conventional....*major sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people claim that I am too choosy or too snob when it comes to guys..they said, that I should take chances on those who try to court me..but....seriously people...how am I suppose to take chances on men who use technology to court me??How am I suppose to know that they are serious and they have noble intention??Lelaki nowadays is macam-macam okay....my dad always told me not to simply trust men...Macam mana??I am afraid to be hurt, to be manipulate and most of all....I need to protect my own heart tau!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am being too paranoid kan??I admit, I do think too much as I am very good at analysing things...Yes, I am a type of a person who think first before act..so...you know la...too paranoid, too judgemental, too afraid....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, anyone...kindly tell me, what is your intention when you add unknown people in social network??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3838178549040573258?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3838178549040573258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3838178549040573258&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3838178549040573258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3838178549040573258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-is-your-intention.html' title='What is your intention??'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5422441115476155277</id><published>2011-10-23T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:29:08.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lelaki Muda</title><content type='html'>Okay....Enough said....I know...people might be wondering...why am I going to blog about lelaki muda right??Sabar ok...I will explain it in details....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owhh...by the way, I have been in a long silence since I just got back from KK!!Will be blog about KK in my next post okies....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;LELAKI MUDA??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, of course I am not that old...I'm going to be 26 next month and according to most of my friends &amp;amp; colleagues...&lt;b&gt;26 IS NOT OLD&lt;/b&gt; ya people...&lt;b&gt;FINE&lt;/b&gt;...I admit...I am still young eventho yes, I do feel old sometimes.....*stress* (itulah tanda2 manusia tua)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay...enough ramblings....back to the main topic please....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lately, I have been approached by lots of lelaki muda....I know, it is not a sin to be with a much younger guys..even our prophet also have been married to a much older woman "Khadijah". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But....seriously people, I am not ready to commit myself with a younger guy...I mean if a guy is a year younger than me, I am still okay with it...but if he happens to be more than 2 years younger than me, well....I am definitely not okay with it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay fine, perhaps I am a bit bias....org ckp, if we keep on against it, mayb nanti mmg itulah yg kita dpt kn??Well, if we were to talk about jodoh...seriously...I have no says...I mean, &lt;i&gt;JODOH/PERTEMUAN is in god's hand...I believe in faith as I believe in JODOH...saya hanya mampu berdoa supaya ditemukan dgn lelaki yg mampu menjadi IMAM ku~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I do have my own views when it comes to lelaki muda....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I am not saying that I don't like lelaki muda...I am okay with them..I mean, we can't simply define guys base on their age right??I mean..it is true..most guys lambat menunjukkan their maturity but hey..there are men out there yg mature at their young age..I mean when it comes to maturity, we need to see things in all aspects...life environment, peers, etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, sorry to say..most men in Malaysia..they tend to be lambat sedikit when it comes to maturity...They tend to take things easy and they are not serious..sbb itu I don't really trust those guys below 25years old when they came to me and said, " I really2 liked you.."...I've been there..and look where I end up??ALONE again....LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I stress with lelaki muda??Not really...but I am quite frustrated in them....^_~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi....like I said, this is only my humble opinions....I do not mean any harm by blogging this topic ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually, I am inspired to talk about this since I saw lots of women out there tend to be with someone younger than them...well, it is not a sin and tak salah pun...we always said that love is blind right??So, what the heck??But....for the sake of all women...I hope...all of us should think carefully and choose wisely...manusia in our era..they tend to be deceitful and lelaki nowadays...they will do almost anything for their own benefits...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be careful Women~&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/8079552208372796922-5422441115476155277?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5422441115476155277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5422441115476155277&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5422441115476155277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5422441115476155277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/10/lelaki-muda.html' title='Lelaki Muda'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8162590832719059808</id><published>2011-10-13T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T09:41:05.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Budget 2012</title><content type='html'>*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bercakap tentang Budget 2012, I bet most people already know the outcomes kan??Wow..our goverment indeed generous...There are no school fees for next year, minumum incerement for gov servant is increase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAHHHHH....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baik hati sungguh ya Goverment??( I am being sarcastic here) But, what about us in Private sector huh??What do we earn from 2012 BUDGET??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be bold here, seriously...budget 2012 give nothing back to us who work in private sector.&lt;br /&gt;Correct me if I'm wrong but kindly list out any benefits to us in private sector...ada ke???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a country who called themselves as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;??All I can see here is 1 Goverment or perhaps I should be more straightforward like someone said is this a 1 Pocket Country?? Pocket Sape??&lt;strong&gt;LU PK LA SENDIRI&lt;/strong&gt;....all the moneys always goes to whose pocket??Lagi mau tanya....LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years by years....all I can see, all the incentives gives more benefits to the police forces/army/teachers/those who works in Putrajaya BUT what about us who works in private sector??WE are those who work our ass off to give the GOVERMENT all the benefits but at the end of the days...we got nothing......Owhh...yes, it is us who paid all the goverment's salaries/penchant...(just so you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad you know, to see how shallow people nowadays...goverment tend to take everything from their citizen for their own benefits but still lots of manusia out there still have faith in our goverment. Seriously, I love our country but days by days my trust and faith to our goverment is fading slowly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, all they do is keep on blaming the opposition and keep on memburukkan the opposition...and not to mention our goverment is critically use all the media to bad mouthing the opposition....come on laaa......we use to slam americans for being too dictator, for being selfish, for being sekular, for being manipulative....well, the thing is....we are no different from them...WE ARE JUST LIKE THE AMERICAN'S.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously dude, I despise politics....but I do know...in life, politics is a must...I don't know...lately...all I can see is bad politics everywhere....there are no such things as POLITIK ITU BERSIH...it is clear to me that our goverment is indeed corrupted..but hey, who am I to judge??I'm still green in this world...Ya, I do not have a wide knowledge when it comes to politics but I can read and I can see...perhaps my mouth can't say what I want to say...what to do??this is MALAYSIA...if you are against the goverment, then you won't get any priviledge...Yup..as simple as that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, people might say...waaa...how come you are being so bold??You should not condemn the goverment.....Well, I believe in human rights, Malaysia claim to be a democratic country...jadi tak salah kan if I were to have my says??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who feels offended in any way, maaf ku pinta dari hujung rambut sampai hujung kaki....If anda tidak berpuas hati, feel free to drop any comments...I am cool to accept any criticsm and to those who knows me, I don't really take matters to heart...CHILL suda....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE RAKYAT MALAYSIA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8162590832719059808?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8162590832719059808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8162590832719059808&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8162590832719059808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8162590832719059808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/10/budget-2012.html' title='Budget 2012'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-4068382232476917026</id><published>2011-10-12T16:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T17:09:00.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Offshore Works 10 Million Manhours without LTI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FcfgSII4-pE/TpVX6I2mnbI/AAAAAAAAA3I/0POWeeOe2FM/s1600/DSC_5562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662528762808802738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FcfgSII4-pE/TpVX6I2mnbI/AAAAAAAAA3I/0POWeeOe2FM/s320/DSC_5562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-henldXDV9e8/TpVX48z7-OI/AAAAAAAAA3A/XP7UpjxaFnE/s1600/DSC_5561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662528742396524770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-henldXDV9e8/TpVX48z7-OI/AAAAAAAAA3A/XP7UpjxaFnE/s320/DSC_5561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662528735724985698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FwzTAsT-aqY/TpVX4j9UXWI/AAAAAAAAA2w/c_fvBUf0Jpw/s320/DSC_5557.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLmPFy7GFb4/TpVXqX_lH0I/AAAAAAAAA2g/gO-goJ9ibNs/s1600/DSC_5503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662528491995078466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLmPFy7GFb4/TpVXqX_lH0I/AAAAAAAAA2g/gO-goJ9ibNs/s320/DSC_5503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QAUsAQgaA3A/TpVXphE9NdI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/fNoGxQhR5cY/s1600/DSC_5308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662528477253678546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QAUsAQgaA3A/TpVXphE9NdI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/fNoGxQhR5cY/s320/DSC_5308.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJCVjwit_oE/TpVXpey_vaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/s0EuJgkFiJc/s1600/DSC_5228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662528476641476002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YJCVjwit_oE/TpVXpey_vaI/AAAAAAAAA2I/s0EuJgkFiJc/s320/DSC_5228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1Ml4wLQPco/TpVXpEJrrfI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Nc9Gh-_9pmc/s1600/DSC_5201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662528469488872946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1Ml4wLQPco/TpVXpEJrrfI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Nc9Gh-_9pmc/s320/DSC_5201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately I am a bit lazy to write, so I let all the pictures do all the talking okay...Actually, I do have few draft to be upload but I am too lazy to continue.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the way, we had so much fun during the 10 million man hours without LTI event since all employee do give their full supports and we did have our Jamuan Raya with "Kambing Golek" which is memang terbaek!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish you all the best in future undertaking OFFSHOREWORKS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May ALLAH bless us always~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-4068382232476917026?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/4068382232476917026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=4068382232476917026&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4068382232476917026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/4068382232476917026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/10/offshore-works-10-million-manhours.html' title='Offshore Works 10 Million Manhours without LTI'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FcfgSII4-pE/TpVX6I2mnbI/AAAAAAAAA3I/0POWeeOe2FM/s72-c/DSC_5562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5541854333008495171</id><published>2011-10-11T10:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T10:59:36.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get It Right</title><content type='html'>I watched Glee last nite and I found myself relate to this below songs…Ya, I love to relate my feelings to songs…therefore kindly enjoy this below lyrics..It really mean a lot to me…I just want to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;get it right!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done? I wish I could run.&lt;br /&gt;Away from this ship going under&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to help, hurt everyone else&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel the weight of the world is&lt;br /&gt;On my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;br /&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow&lt;br /&gt;But how many times will it take?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how many times will it take for me?&lt;br /&gt;To get it right&lt;br /&gt;To get it ri-igh-ight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I start again with my faith shaken?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't go back and undo this&lt;br /&gt;I just have to stay and face my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But if I get stronger and wiser&lt;br /&gt;I'll get through this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;br /&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow&lt;br /&gt;But how many times will it take?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how many times will it take for me?&lt;br /&gt;To get it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I throw up my fist&lt;br /&gt;Throw a punch in the air&lt;br /&gt;And accept the truth, that sometimes life isn't fair&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll send down a wish&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll send up a prayer&lt;br /&gt;And finally, someone will see&lt;br /&gt;How much I care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you do when your good isn't good enough?&lt;br /&gt;When all that you touch tumbles down?&lt;br /&gt;Oh my best intentions keep making a mess of things&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna fix it somehow&lt;br /&gt;But how many times will it take?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how many times will it take?&lt;br /&gt;To get it right&lt;br /&gt;To get it ri-igh-ight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One day Insyaallah.............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-5541854333008495171?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5541854333008495171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5541854333008495171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5541854333008495171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5541854333008495171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-it-right.html' title='Get It Right'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-6940572600126354324</id><published>2011-10-07T16:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T16:32:00.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current obsession - MUAY THAI</title><content type='html'>I love sport eventho yes, I am an indoor person..I don't really play sport except for swimming. I use to be a good swimmer, now...I do think I can swim but perhaps I am not as good as before...come on laa....I never swim for the past 2-3 years...I guess my muscles are numb now.....&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to sport, I am a big football fan!!Those who know me..they won't be surprise on my knowledge on football as I am not like other typical "women" yg suka bola just because of their looks...To those yg suka bola sbb nk tgk manusia handsome, my suggestion is, go find other sports to entertain yourself...one should really understand a sport to love it okay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am obsess with &lt;strong&gt;MUAY THAI&lt;/strong&gt;..I know, this sport is not suitable for women eyes...but somehow, I find myself really into it. Please don't get me wrong...I will never enter or participate in this kind of sport but I tend to enjoy this sport. There is something about this sport that can bring out the beast in man. I know, it may sound cliche but being me, I am an observer...While watching their match I somehow feel that a man can actually potray or bring out all their anger through those fights...It is fun okay, looking at their high kicks, their jabs and their elbow use...Man, how I wish I am a man, then I definitely have reasons to learn MUAY THAI....(and to have a sexy abs like those muay thai fighters) -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this obsession came from both my dad and my brothers..they did influent me to watch it and I tend to love it eventually....I do wonder, is there any woman out there who share the same interest as mine??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those yg suka layan MUAY THAI or BOXING match, you guys can watch it at AXN - THE CHALLENGER MUAYTHAI....one of the contestant is Malaysian ok....Trust me, you will definitely feel all the adrenaline rush while watching them fights....how I WISH I COULD SEE THEM FIGHT secara langsung!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXV1qvg0c7I/To64eaQUKsI/AAAAAAAAA14/h63QwsUC5ug/s1600/fighter-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660664614234630850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXV1qvg0c7I/To64eaQUKsI/AAAAAAAAA14/h63QwsUC5ug/s320/fighter-14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mohd Faizal Bin Ramli&lt;br /&gt;"Golden Elbow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Nationality: Malaysian&lt;br /&gt;Age: 21&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: 24 / 10 / 1989&lt;br /&gt;Height: 177cm&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 69 kg&lt;br /&gt;Fights: 38 Wins: 35 Loss: 0 KO: 0 Draw: 3 Titles: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest Titles:&lt;br /&gt;•Malaysian WMC Champion&lt;br /&gt;•Winner - Challenger WMC Asian Challenge&lt;br /&gt;•WMC - MAD Champion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meet our hometown hero from Malaysia, Faizal Bin Ramli, also known as "Golden Elbow". Faizal comes from a relatively less privileged background. He grew up in a remote village with a religious family amongst ten other siblings - giving him all the more reason to put up a good fight for the 100,000 US Dollars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What might be surprising to some is that Faizal, though a fighter, is actually by nature a peace-loving person. In fact, many would say he doesn't have a bad bone in his body. Why? Faizal dislikes fights without reason and is a gregarious social butterfly who desires a life surrounded by friends and loved ones. He is without a doubt, one of the most endearing characters on the show but in turn, also one of the most naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean he's not a force to be reckoned with. Faizal began his path in fighting at the young age of 12 and went on to become a full-time Muaythai fighter when he turned 18. Coming from a religious family, Faizal always prays before a fight and makes it a priority along with hours of tough work and training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to that, his "train hard and play smart" mentality paid off when he won a gold medal in the Arafura Games in Australia. With powerful elbows, Faizal's fights are always an exciting spectacle to watch as he often causes his opponents to bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from his elbows, Faizal will also be remembered for his charm and for always referring to himself in third person. "Faizal happy" is sure to become a Challenger catchphrase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhh..lupa, the show air on every Thursday at 10pm!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-6940572600126354324?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6940572600126354324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6940572600126354324&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6940572600126354324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6940572600126354324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/10/current-obsession-muay-thai.html' title='Current obsession - MUAY THAI'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXV1qvg0c7I/To64eaQUKsI/AAAAAAAAA14/h63QwsUC5ug/s72-c/fighter-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5753859997039850081</id><published>2011-10-05T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:28:10.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6c1s9Rq2Zs4/TovcnihWcHI/AAAAAAAAA1w/vxz_uY7sB90/s1600/302936_261725607192413_151910601507248_901034_1037894711_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659859928560857202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6c1s9Rq2Zs4/TovcnihWcHI/AAAAAAAAA1w/vxz_uY7sB90/s320/302936_261725607192413_151910601507248_901034_1037894711_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next wedding in KK!!&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/8079552208372796922-5753859997039850081?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5753859997039850081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5753859997039850081&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5753859997039850081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5753859997039850081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/10/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6c1s9Rq2Zs4/TovcnihWcHI/AAAAAAAAA1w/vxz_uY7sB90/s72-c/302936_261725607192413_151910601507248_901034_1037894711_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-811198590790641174</id><published>2011-10-03T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:53:30.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisah HATI</title><content type='html'>Ya, it has been quite a long time since I talk about heart…my heart to be precise la…No, this is not lagu &lt;strong&gt;ALYAH&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berbicara tentang hati, lately my heart is okay…my heart seems quite okay eventho it is a bit sentap nowadays since most of my close girlfriends are married or going to get married. Ya, I am a bit down when I come to think about it…serious, I tak tipu….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, still...the thought of being part of their happiness make me happier!! I mean, I love to share other people’s happiness….I love to see other people smile and laugh…that is why, I despise sadness…Because I tend to cry when I saw other people crying…my eyes just can’t take it…like my mum use to said, I am a cry baby…*haihs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;, I guess..I have nothing to talk about or to share…This past few months, my life is lack of love life…I haven’t going out with any guys for quite some time now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I am not giving up on &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;, but I merely saving myself for the best I guess…or so I think..&lt;br /&gt;Am I feeling bored? Ya, I do but lucky me, I do have lots of other things that keep me company so I am bored when I am alone…so to overcome bored, I need to get busy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say, I should go on a date but like I said in my previous post, I am less passionate lately and I don’t feel like going out on a date with anyone right now. For now, I leave it to &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; knows what’s best for us right…I pray, one day hati ini terbuka laaa……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tentang hati….I found that, I ‘m actually have such a penyakit yg dipanggil penyakit keras hati. Ya, I admit, hati ini sungguh keras…an ego heart perhaps…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I tend to cry pretty easy but somehow, my heart is keras rupanya….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, there is this incident involving me and my parent last 2 weeks where both of them said that I am not responsible enough when it comes to managing my own finance…WELL, being me of course..I am on denial la kan…excuse me, I do my own budget every month so basically, I am capable on managing my money..But being a parent, of course la they don’t agree with me….okay fine….I give up!! That day, I end up crying and merajuks…I even melancarkan mogok makan..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punya la keras betul hati ni…I don’t even bother when they force me to eat ok…but in the end….since my dad keep on pujuk2…finally, I feel okay…SEE..keras kan hati ni, it really make me realizes that I do have such a tough heart…I don’t simply bend to other people..I guess I am such an ego woman kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I hate to admit…but one should be able to accept who she is in order to have a good life right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, my current mission is to find a cure of an ego heart…seriously, I need a cure….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my heart, we always have issues kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I’m with you dear heart…till the day you stop beating…(&lt;em&gt;perghh….macam lirik lagu&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time envy me as usual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chow manusia Beautiful...........&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/8079552208372796922-811198590790641174?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/811198590790641174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=811198590790641174&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/811198590790641174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/811198590790641174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/10/kisah-hati.html' title='Kisah HATI'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-692963314037237444</id><published>2011-09-29T12:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T12:19:25.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Wardina teach her daughter to SOLAT</title><content type='html'>Ini antara artikel yang ditulis from our noted celebrity, Wardina in her Facebook dengan tajuk &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“BERBALOI PENAT LELAH KU…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dear Mama, Ummi, Mum, Ibu, Bonda…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have to share this with you… because i feel so happy and i feel that all my penat lelah paid off…I started to make my Amna to solat 5 times a day when she was 7, on her 7th birthday…we had a talk…(check note lama) tapi preparation since 6 la…&lt;br /&gt;tapi dari kecik memang selalu ikut2 la kami solat….she hasnt missed her solat since. Walaupun lambat, tetap solat. I made sure of that – because the key is SOLAT ni kalau tak tanam dari kecik memang LIAT nanti….But it is very important to keep this in mind:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) kalau kita bagi dia tinggal WALAUPUN sekali nanti we are sending the wrong signal – kena make sure – every waktu without fail, walaupun penat, ataupun lambat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) l Selalu kalau boleh solat together..mula2 memang kena solat together….kalau tak ada rumah make sure an adult in the house pastikan anak kita solat. (hari tu Amna pergi her reading class, i asked her teacher to take her to the surau) -lepas solat time tu lah peluk cium, senyum – i always kiss her at the head and say “Barakallahufiha” Ya Allah make my Amna a good Muslim Ya Allah….make her never miss her solat Ya Allah…..kuat2 bagi dia dengar….&lt;br /&gt;ps:- kalau kena amik cuti ambillah – bukan waktu exam je amik cuti – buatlah STEP ini, yakni melangkah ke alam 7 thaun dan tidak meninggalkan solat A BIG Thing! “mama amik cuti hari ni sebab nak pastikan yang adik solat 5 waktu sehari!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) Selalu cerita how IMPORATANT it is to solat..how Allah is watching us… how we are good Muslims when we solat, how Allah loves us, Solat tu, untuk kita, bukan untuk Allah…..TAPI selalu jugak cerita yang akan ada orang TAK solat…acknowledge the fact that sometimes we feel lazy to solat….itu semua kerja SETAN! Fight them off….! I tell Amna that even some grown ups tak solat! I tell Amna that….we have to be strong.. we have to tell ourselves we will NEVER miss our solat….. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) Awal2 subuh ni memang tak bangunkan, tapi as soon as dia bangun pagi, ill ask her to solat straight away.(yes memang leceh..but we have to, and we have to do it with LOVE diselang seli dgn strictness) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) kalau dia tinggal – DENGAN sengaja, i take the rotan and hit her on her tapak tangan slowly, just as a reminder. After that i hug her and tell her i love her, and i just want her to remember – and guess what?? memang dia ingat!!! (3 kali baru, i think not bad, sampai satu hari dia terlambat solat, sebab keluar dan memang tak ingat, dia yang suruh rotan) But i tell her kalau TERLUPA atau TERTIDUR its ok…but kena solat terus bila bangun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Macam ni ceritanya, i told Amna, kalau Ummi ambik Amna dari sekolah lambat, Amna solat dulu Asar kat sekolah….tadi memang datang lambat…i was loking for her..and guess what????&lt;br /&gt;She was actually praying her Asar prayers…sorang je kat dalam surau tu….i wanted to pengsan and cry…she did all by herself…. i pun told her how happy and how proud i was of her…i tanya dia kenapa? dia kata “Amna ingat apa Ummi cakap”…..cair nya hatiku ini.&lt;br /&gt;Apa lagi, Ummi ni peluk cium dia….and called nenek at Australia…now im sharing with all of you!!! Because i want us to raise generation of good Muslims that are disciplined, smart, intelligent -that remembers Allah because the world so BADLY needs good QUALITY Muslims like this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the foundation is – to start them off right – solat at &lt;strong&gt;SEVEN&lt;/strong&gt;! Yes just as how Rasulullah asked us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, touching isn’t it, most of us tend to take solat for granted right??Ya, including me nonetheless..am not going to lie, there are times where I felt so lazy to solat, and seriously by reading this short story, it make me feel a bit ashamed of myself…me going to be 26, but still need guidance when it comes to solat…malu kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us reform our self dear Muslim &amp;amp; Muslimah..May &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt; give us guidance…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyaallah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-692963314037237444?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/692963314037237444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=692963314037237444&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/692963314037237444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/692963314037237444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-wardina-teach-her-daughter-to-solat.html' title='How Wardina teach her daughter to SOLAT'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-1176627713126783830</id><published>2011-09-28T08:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:11:29.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>is looking forward to this on 1st October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6LG8a3q7w8/ToJl7ZwAG7I/AAAAAAAAA1o/4rxQKGMoCvg/s1600/bridesmaid-duties-bridal-party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657196153129671602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6LG8a3q7w8/ToJl7ZwAG7I/AAAAAAAAA1o/4rxQKGMoCvg/s320/bridesmaid-duties-bridal-party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: I am less passionate lately..I wonder why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-1176627713126783830?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/1176627713126783830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=1176627713126783830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1176627713126783830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1176627713126783830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6LG8a3q7w8/ToJl7ZwAG7I/AAAAAAAAA1o/4rxQKGMoCvg/s72-c/bridesmaid-duties-bridal-party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3862915403059510988</id><published>2011-09-24T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T01:55:38.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Javier Colon - The Voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E1gLd-bZEHM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ktvCJ6du3jE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bmiGoTIM1Zs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love..love...love....his performance!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ya, I love Casey Abrams still&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love mad talent when it comes to musics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is indeed true, kindly judge artist by their voice not by their face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm glad he won "THE VOICE"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3862915403059510988?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3862915403059510988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3862915403059510988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3862915403059510988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3862915403059510988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/javier-colon-voice.html' title='Javier Colon - The Voice'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/E1gLd-bZEHM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8745869214544138177</id><published>2011-09-22T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T15:06:40.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel bless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&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/8079552208372796922-8745869214544138177?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8745869214544138177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8745869214544138177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8745869214544138177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8745869214544138177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/bless.html' title='BLess'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-1095564031772454787</id><published>2011-09-19T11:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T12:00:46.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Gedz got Married!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Love is not a habit, a commitment, or a debt. It isn't what romantic songs tell us it is - love simply is.”&lt;br /&gt;― Paulo Coelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653913419662547634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2sBnrzO24Hs/Tna8TKnM2rI/AAAAAAAAA1g/7EMA91pKYxM/s320/300950_10150318650454425_789689424_8000999_1343967325_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HRv-tAgFCw/Tna73xDavmI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Ny64XxaOGl8/s1600/317214_10150318650869425_789689424_8001012_1203611316_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653912948945108578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5HRv-tAgFCw/Tna73xDavmI/AAAAAAAAA1A/Ny64XxaOGl8/s320/317214_10150318650869425_789689424_8001012_1203611316_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UPvDIENA1NA/Tna7_lYaxGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/tEds6hL_H6c/s1600/cyrus%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653913083250918498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UPvDIENA1NA/Tna7_lYaxGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/tEds6hL_H6c/s320/cyrus%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpCX4bvEMck/Tna78UajB8I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/u4-mrz30-4g/s1600/cyrus%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653913027156838338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpCX4bvEMck/Tna78UajB8I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/u4-mrz30-4g/s320/cyrus%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aaA2BYmt3g/Tna78EHaauI/AAAAAAAAA1I/AXFWBEqQzM8/s1600/cyrus%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653913022781614818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8aaA2BYmt3g/Tna78EHaauI/AAAAAAAAA1I/AXFWBEqQzM8/s320/cyrus%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4CPotIkOoXQ/Tna732za8cI/AAAAAAAAA04/SLkeUgDiOPY/s1600/sue%2Bcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653912950488625602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4CPotIkOoXQ/Tna732za8cI/AAAAAAAAA04/SLkeUgDiOPY/s320/sue%2Bcam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3Ep4H3HoV4/Tna7m5atdxI/AAAAAAAAA0o/9B2fzFtF3Wo/s1600/sue%2Bcam%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653912659132512018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3Ep4H3HoV4/Tna7m5atdxI/AAAAAAAAA0o/9B2fzFtF3Wo/s320/sue%2Bcam%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me had a blast weekend…A very eventful weekend!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ya, I’m tired (it feels like working) but I’m happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy coz my gedz sudah selamat bergelar isteri orang…Alhamdulillah, sekali lafaz sahaja..both of them is officially someone else wife okay..Well Done to Sam and Rico..you guys ROCK bebeh…LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wedding itself is such a tiresome but you will feel such joy by looking at their happy faces and furthermore, I got to spent time with all the gedz…..it is hard nowadays to actually assemble us all. Especially me, seriously dude….24/7 is not enough…or perhaps I simply fail in managing time…*wink* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I malas nak story byk2 about their wedding since there will be few weddings I have to attend to in October. I guess let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;By the way, all the pictures were stolen form the Gedz FB..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I had so much fun and I love you Gedz sampai mati!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To the newly Weds!!&lt;br /&gt;My pray is always with you, may ALLAH bless you guys, Marriage is not the end it is merely a beginning of a new life. Do cherish every moment and all the best in your future undertaking. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fatihah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-1095564031772454787?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/1095564031772454787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=1095564031772454787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1095564031772454787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1095564031772454787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-gedz-got-married.html' title='My Gedz got Married!!!'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2sBnrzO24Hs/Tna8TKnM2rI/AAAAAAAAA1g/7EMA91pKYxM/s72-c/300950_10150318650454425_789689424_8000999_1343967325_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-8684364397724128642</id><published>2011-09-14T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T11:32:36.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tentang Sayang</title><content type='html'>They said, &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; never dies...I said, my love will be dead once I’m dead..LOL~ *just joking*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine once asked me, how come it is hard for us women to let go of &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; but it seems easy though for men??Men, they can get us replace just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men, they broke up with you today and trust me, by next month they got their eyes on a new chick. Ya, sound typical or cliché kan??Well, welcome to earth...This is how it is with men on earth. I know, I may sound a bit harsh…of course not all men a bitch but most of them are..LOL~Pardon my language ya….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, people might think that I had enough with men….Seriously dude, No…I still adore men, I still need a man to complete me. I am not giving up on love even though love always giving up on me...LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and love, we always have issues. I try to understand love but by the end of the day, I was left clueless. What went wrong I asked?? I use to blame myself….I always thought that I am not good enough to love, or perhaps I don’t deserve to be love kot? Ya, to that extend…I tend to be negative sometimes especially on myself. *laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and love, we are okay, we cool!! But currently we are not talking to each other as I need a major break from love. Sorry love…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do wonder though, what is &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; for men??We women, tend to be too emotional, too physco, too overbearing, or perhaps we tend to be too much when it come to love. But, what about men??It seems that most men do take love for granted. It seems easy for them to be in love and to be out of love as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wonder???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine, perhaps I should not put all the blame on men when it comes to love. There are lots of good men out there….even though I am yet to have one..LOL~Sorry men, I didn’t mean to hurt your ego ….*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say, in order to have love, you need to find love…Is that true??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use to have my own stand when it comes to love, I believe, a woman should wait for her love to come. Well, it does work actually but looking at my love track record, I wouldn’t recommend it anyway…look at me, all my love end up in vain. Okay, maybe I am being a bit over rated there, takde lah in vain but what I mean is, I do not have a good happy ending…Poor me..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself that in love, you must have faith and believe. I believe and I have faith …when will love come?? I have no bloody idea…what I know is, I will keep on praying for him to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah, he will come one day…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-8684364397724128642?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8684364397724128642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8684364397724128642&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8684364397724128642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8684364397724128642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/tentang-sayang.html' title='Tentang Sayang'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-1669433881143602781</id><published>2011-09-12T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T14:18:23.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past &amp; Regrets</title><content type='html'>It is Monday again and I definitely had a Monday blues today. No…I don’t hate Monday but I simply don’t like Monday. Sorry Monday…weekend seems short lately…*stress*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about past, we always heard a phrases said, “What past is past”. I use to agree with it, I mean...Come on...Life is all about looking forward, past is past..Keep your head high and realize that there are lots of uncertainties waiting for you upfront. Betul tak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, this past few days make me think…what if my past got something to do with my future??What if my past does relate with my future??Ya…I have been filling my head with lots of &lt;strong&gt;“what if”.&lt;/strong&gt;Typical me, I love to think too much…or perhaps maybe women do think too much..br lah cool kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know why, but lately I have been thinking about a guy. He is a guy whom I never had a chance to meet. Seriously, we never met...But we do talk with each other through phone though. But it all happened in past…I knew him through a friend actually. She is the one who pass my number to this guy. I do not even know his full name nor do I know how he looks like. Ya, its intrigue me…..I mean, according to my friend he is this amazing guy who had a great career, a good life...Someone a woman could always rely on…but being me, I guess I was too young 3 years ago to realize all this things. Or perhaps I was too stupid and blindly in love with my ex and I can’t even see how good he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I use to say..no regrets...and I know I do sound like I am regretting it….well, perhaps I do regret but I do think, setiap apa yang berlaku, pasti ada hikmah nya…Senang cakap, maybe kami tidak ada jodoh…Ya, the most common way to see it la..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being me, I do believe in jodoh as I believe in fate. Some say, we cannot solely depend on fate…we live this life so we can or we must choose our own fate. It is true indeed, a person cannot solely depend on fate…..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; created us to be &lt;strong&gt;HIS&lt;/strong&gt; khalifah so it is up to us to design our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said, life is a big canvas..So kindly use your paint brush and design it accordingly. I guess mine is so abstract and no one could actually understand it. Only you know what lies beneath all those design..Only You know your own self right?Eventhough yes, sometimes most of us do feel clueless on life…Itu perkara biasa, no one is bloody perfect and there will be a time where we need to figure out our self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum said something to me that make me think while I’m having my shower yesterday. I told her about that particular guy I knew 3 years ago. I even told her that we never meet and somehow I feel a twinge of regret for not taking the opportunity to know him..I mean, who knows he might be the one right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum said, &lt;em&gt;“Obviously &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt; has greater plan for you. &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; has reasons for that. What ever happened we shall embrace it and move on. We are a human, it is a norm to have regrets, they said, regret is meaningless unless you plan to do something about it. We can’t undo time but we can always redeem our self. Maybe it is time for you to step up your life and do something about those regrets.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, my mum memang bijak!!Manusia..We keep on talking about regrets but we never do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have been pondering myself about it for quite some time. Ya, I am afraid of doing it, because I simply do not want to hurt myself. I tend to get hurt pretty easy nowadays..It is due to my age..I guess..Pardon me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone use to say, the best way to overcome fear is to face it. So, yes…I am going to face it, if I failed or perhaps things are not run accordingly, I still keep my head high…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe past is not always a past and regrets will never be regrets..We should determine our life with HIS guidance not simply depending on fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p salam s: taking chances instead of losing hope lebih bagus kan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-1669433881143602781?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/1669433881143602781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=1669433881143602781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1669433881143602781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/1669433881143602781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/past-regrets.html' title='Past &amp; Regrets'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-135028744240297738</id><published>2011-09-07T17:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T08:18:10.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suatu Hari di Hari Raya 2011</title><content type='html'>Okay fine, I had enough of seeing other people blogging about raya kan..now I'm going to blog about my raya. Kenapa??Because my raya is awesome too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, let us talk about raya preparation. Well, mine was a bit modest at first since I only tempah 2 pairs of baju raya. By the way, am not into raya mood pun this year..I don't know why, but I find myself not as excited as before. I guess it is due to my age...you know la..when you are getting older (but maintain comel), your "fun enzyme" tu dah reduce...poor me..life is full of excitement but I am being bored....*stress*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But lucky me, when it is near raya..suddenly I felt over excited. Sebab I dapat lots of baju raya from my mum and my aunties!!!! A big thank you to mama..YOU COMPLETE ME~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mama bought me a yellow/gold caftan yg sgt pretty so I decided to wear in on 1st raya. Owh..she also bought me another pario to match my caftan top which I haven't had the chance to wear it yet..well, I am going to wear it during one of my gedz's wedding I guees~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malam Raya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our night before raya was super happening where all family members were here in KL. Owhh..yes, we celebrated our raya in KL..I know it sounds bored, but hey..we had so much fun though. Basically, we have already settled all the cooking and pasang langsir kind a thing on the evening, so malam raya is the time for us to mingling.chiling, main game, gossiping and makan dan makan dan makan sampai tidak ingat dunia..Ya, we ate a lot on the eve of raya~Baru la cool~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st Raya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up quite early..since after subuh semua pun dah busy. Ya, I am busy as well..busy helping my one and only nenek memanaskan semua rendang,kuah kacang and rebus nasi impit. And yes, I have to gosok my dad and my brother's baju melayu..dang~After everything settled and all the male population in our house dah gerak to Masjid, barulah I can go mandi and be pretty. The best part of pagi raya is to be able to wear a new cloth..betul tak??We are indeed lucky kn, they are thousands people out there who can't actually afford to have new clothes..Syukur sgt2~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After pretty session, then we move to our next very important session which is the highlights of the day, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"sesi duit raya"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love this particular session because at my age I still got duit raya okay!!Cool kan family I, they still gave me duit raya!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just like our previous year, it is a must to have a family potrait. I feel so cantik on that day, so I would say that, I am thoroughly satisfied with our group photo..LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we head on to Sepang to visit my mum's side of relatives...and macam biasa we all beraya sampai malam.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough on 1st raya.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd Raya&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 2nd day of syawal, my family and I went to Raub, Pahang to visit my dad's side of family. The thing is, my dad lost both of his parent so basically in Raub, we only visited those "wajib" house only. What I like the most when it comes to Raub is their foods. I am deeply enamored with ikan sungai. I know certain people hate ikan sungai cause it tend to taste a bit hanyir right??But, lucky me, I love ikan sungai more than ikan laut. Sape orang pahang, dia tahu la...ikan patin sana &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;terbaik!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much in Pahang though, but I get to meet up with my favourite cousin, Amir. Love you baby boy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And owhh...I seldom got the opportunity to meet my cousins on my father side, so..it is indeed a surprise to see how grown ups they are. One of my cousin turn up to be a male model..say what???Ya, he is that gorgeous okay, unbelievable......ada jugak cousin I yg handsome....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I am officially tak larat nak story pasal raya dah....all I can say is, I had so much fun during my raya and I am still in the mood of raya. It was totally awesome....I guess, raya is an event where we can actually tighten up our family bonding. I mean, yes..we have to spent lots of money during raya but look at the bright side..it is worth every penny...family is much more important than anything..&lt;em&gt;Ya, no money no talk but no family no love...Money can come and go, but &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; stays.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, kindly view all the pictures below....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fyi, I love all my baju raya...LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IYk1jLN64fE/TmdDtR3ki7I/AAAAAAAAAzg/VKC0hrGhjCY/s1600/306220_208563925871031_100001522761451_580704_3010286_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649558702729235378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IYk1jLN64fE/TmdDtR3ki7I/AAAAAAAAAzg/VKC0hrGhjCY/s320/306220_208563925871031_100001522761451_580704_3010286_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7O_ZkFiYzOM/TmdDtRF4HLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/WKdNbyHyFlc/s1600/307898_208563995871024_100001522761451_580706_3208075_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649558702520802482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7O_ZkFiYzOM/TmdDtRF4HLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/WKdNbyHyFlc/s320/307898_208563995871024_100001522761451_580706_3208075_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NohUnslsVf8/TmdDtvRs7nI/AAAAAAAAAzw/CCDDfwSMn70/s1600/316376_208565579204199_100001522761451_580733_4513001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649558710623465074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NohUnslsVf8/TmdDtvRs7nI/AAAAAAAAAzw/CCDDfwSMn70/s320/316376_208565579204199_100001522761451_580733_4513001_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M9mfx0Paf8I/TmdEd1zcvfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/ad8Fjv1UL9g/s1600/DSC01425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649559537009343986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M9mfx0Paf8I/TmdEd1zcvfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/ad8Fjv1UL9g/s320/DSC01425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Y0YwRjfMu0/TmdEeP9LpQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/zhFYaqQxrLo/s1600/SDC12807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649559544029488386" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Y0YwRjfMu0/TmdEeP9LpQI/AAAAAAAAA0A/zhFYaqQxrLo/s320/SDC12807.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6yZarSRkF18/TmdEefNuVKI/AAAAAAAAA0I/tfa50F-dK8w/s1600/SDC12815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649559548125402274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6yZarSRkF18/TmdEefNuVKI/AAAAAAAAA0I/tfa50F-dK8w/s320/SDC12815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FcFbNKG9M7w/TmdFQim9zsI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ItJiUHGd0qI/s1600/SDC12860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649560408030039746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FcFbNKG9M7w/TmdFQim9zsI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/ItJiUHGd0qI/s320/SDC12860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sprvYD5jq0k/TmdFQ_JcsGI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/_pQPvYU0OZU/s1600/SDC12863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649560415690862690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sprvYD5jq0k/TmdFQ_JcsGI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/_pQPvYU0OZU/s320/SDC12863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, How was your raya??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-135028744240297738?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/135028744240297738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=135028744240297738&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/135028744240297738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/135028744240297738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/suatu-hari-di-hari-raya-2011.html' title='Suatu Hari di Hari Raya 2011'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IYk1jLN64fE/TmdDtR3ki7I/AAAAAAAAAzg/VKC0hrGhjCY/s72-c/306220_208563925871031_100001522761451_580704_3010286_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-6694990042786370894</id><published>2011-09-04T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:25:54.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Couple</title><content type='html'>I am an observer..No, am not a stalker...please...I have standards okay...apa kelas stalk orang??&lt;div&gt;Owhh..lupa...I use to stalk my ex...LOL~ To make sure you don't stalk your ex, kindly delete him/her from your FB..trust me, it works baby~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, talking about perfect couple...have you ever seen a perfect couple??Owhh...by perfect, I mean physically perfect...am not talking about saling melengkapi antara satu sama lain because only the couple it self know whether they complete each other or not kan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, normally we always saw a couple yg opposite with each other right??I mean come on...we live in a real world where no one is bloody perfect...and a couple should be able to complete each other kan...so it is a norm if we saw seorang lelaki gorgeous berpacaran with gadis comot begitu juga sebaliknya. We have to accept, in love..physically appearance means nothing..pokok pangkal nya hati..ye dak??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my weakness is gadis cantik. Ya, I really do admire gadis-gadis cantik and kindly bear in mind...I love to watch or perhaps bahasa typical nya..I love to usha gadis cantik..LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I sound gay..but believe me...I am straight baby...I love men!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I memang pantang nampak gadis cantik....once I saw them, I would start to ogling them and I can simply dress them up with my eyes..Err...do I sound scary??Don't be scared...when it comes to pretty girls, I love to see what they wear, what kind of shoes they had on and you know...typical woman, we love to judge other women and making perception..pardon me~(maybe I sorang jer kot yg suka judge women that way..sorry ya women out there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So happened, adalah this one day...I went to my mum's boutique in Ampang Park, as usual..I was waiting for my mum since we plan to had our dinner. While waiting for her, datang lah this one pretty girl..she was there to buy my mum's beauty products and according to my mum, she is a regular customer. She is so damn cantik okay..her skin is super flawless and I love the way she dress up..so vogue gitu. While I was busy with myself ogling her, tiba2 datanglah seorang mamat ni, OMG!!!!seriously dude...I rasa macam nak pengsan okay..sebab mamat itu tersangat lah handsome!!!Memang sebijik muka Robert Pattinson version melayu...Serius, he was beyond handsome kot....this is my 1st time to actually teruja nampak lelaki...pardon me, he is boyfriend orang..tapi I memang speechless when I saw him..LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owh, I can't take my eyes off this couple okay. Both are super sweet and it seems that the boyfriend are very into her drop dead gorgeous girlfriend. Tiba-tiba...macam I pulak yg terlebih excited for them..LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once they left my mum's boutique, both me and mama terus start talking about them..sebab they are such beautiful people...suka sangat..Owh...rupa-rupanya my mum pun suka tgk orang cantik..LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing a perfect physically couple seriously make me realized, such beautiful couple do exist kan. Ya, it is true that we cannot simply judge other people by its cover but when I saw them I saw perfection...But hey, we live in a world where nothing is perfect so get real please....*wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, am not looking for perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Owhh...I am still on holiday esok.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-6694990042786370894?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/6694990042786370894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=6694990042786370894&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6694990042786370894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/6694990042786370894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/perfect-couple.html' title='The Perfect Couple'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-9105826762337710952</id><published>2011-09-01T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T21:16:41.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Madrid di hati</title><content type='html'>*ehem*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiba2 cam inspired to talk about football in my blog...maybe sbb I tgk most of the girls are not afraid to show their obsession towards football kot??LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I bukan penakut but I am afraid of people's opinions kot??Typical la kan...manusia mmg afraid of kritikan..I am one of them..but I guess, I had to do it...come on la...kritikan itu ada for us to be a better person kot..one should just accept other people opinions or critics la kan??baru la cool..I kan cool~*wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya, seperti in my previous post..Ya..saya mmg big fan Real Madrid...Owh..no worries...I do follow EPL..since I mmg suka Man utd....but..nowadays I don't really watch EPL....most of the times, I follow LA Liga...blame it on my age..I guess getting older make me a different kind a person..even my taste on music pun dah tukar tau..Owhh...saya suka lagu Justin Bieber~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, it is a routine for me to actually check on Real Madrid official website. I am critically obsessed...eventhough those typical updates pun I suka...suka nak tahu sapa yg injured...nak tahu if Maurinho planning to ada new signing ker....I know..sounds gila kan??Sorry...I mmg tergila-gilakan Real Madrid...LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Owh..this new article in their website betul2 menambat hati ku...Kindly refer to this below link~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realmadrid.com/cs/Satellite/en/1330065359209/noticia/Noticia/Ozil:_top_assist-man_to_Cristiano_Ronaldo.htm"&gt;Real Madrid Official Website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serius, those two combination mmg superb..sometime I wish I could be there to see their game live...If and only if la kan....One day insyallah...(so I can visit Granada as well) weee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tadi petang I watched their replay game with Real Zaragoza. The game was okay..not that exciting enough like El-Classico..but overall it was good since Real beat Zaragoza 6-0 kan...haruslah I happy...kena pulak Abg Ronaldo hatrick...Perghhh~I love your legs Ronaldo.... even though goal yg you masukkan itu kurang amazing but still...you score..LOL~Owh..yg paling penting sekali...it is Ozil yg assist you kan...I suka~And yes, like the commentator said, Marcelo deserve to be the man of the match..sbb he was doing great...perhaps he could be just like Dani Alves of Barcelona...He is good in controlling his ball and I think he did have this chemistry with Ronaldo..they just know how to connect while playing football..betul..I tak tipu...ce tengok nanti okay~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Errr..mama dah bising..ok bye~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R8Y526DQOAk/Tl-dTzdt2MI/AAAAAAAAAzY/BLYUdmqO37A/s320/Real-Madrid-2011-Football-Club-Pictures.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647405421303814338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p tendang s: looking forward to see their game against Getafe this weekend~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-9105826762337710952?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/9105826762337710952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=9105826762337710952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/9105826762337710952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/9105826762337710952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/real-madrid-di-hati.html' title='Real Madrid di hati'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R8Y526DQOAk/Tl-dTzdt2MI/AAAAAAAAAzY/BLYUdmqO37A/s72-c/Real-Madrid-2011-Football-Club-Pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-7219692549850864218</id><published>2011-09-01T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:36:15.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of YOU</title><content type='html'>Last April, I had an amazing journey to the holy land...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is such a wonderful journey and if someone ask me, I would say...it is beyond my imagination..some say, only the selected people are invited to &lt;b&gt;HIS&lt;/b&gt; holy land..and I say, I am extremely honored to be there and to be &lt;b&gt;HIS&lt;/b&gt; guest~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throughout the journey, I believe I have met quite a numbers of  wonderful people...Ya, who thought I could actually making friends over there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is a girl actually whom I really adore. At first, I am not that attached with her. I mean, we talked but it was just those few moment where we just being civilized towards each other you know. Her mother is quite friendly though since there were few occasion that she actually talked with my mum and my grandmother. The thing is, I am always with my family..never once I do things alone not even when I perform my 'tawaf' or 'sa'ie'...I will always be either with my dad or with my mum..well..most of the time, I am always with my mum...So does Nadia, owhh,her name is Nadia...such a beautiful name right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said, we were not close during our UMRAH journey...since both of us do attached with our own family and everytime I saw her, I will always smile at her since we were in the same group and she seems nice so I should be nice to her right??LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the very last day, when we were actually waiting for our flight to Malaysia..there she comes approached me and we start to talked. Well, being me...I love to make a new friend and I adore sweet girls...LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I mentioned earlier, her name is Nadia...she just finished her SPM and guess what her SPM result is mind blowing yoo...she got straight A1's...say WHAT???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurmm.....well, am not that surprise...WHY??Well, let just say..she walk the talk...she definitely not like other girl at her age. Very matured. With such a good result, apparently she is so down to earth person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up to now, she always keep me connected with her...Sometimes we do text each other and being her, she always keep on turn to me for advises. Seriously??am not such a good person to turn to when it comes to advises...since I am not perfect...I have many flaws...and kindly bear in mind, I am the one who need to take other people advises...LOL~Knowing that she has a sister, I asked her, &lt;i&gt;" why did you always asking me for advises, you have a sister..you can ask her.."&lt;/i&gt; Then she said, &lt;i&gt;" Because you are a good person with a good soul and you make me feel good.."&lt;/i&gt; And I was like.......*speechless* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I don't consider myself as a good person, but knowing that someone like her is look up on me...it really do make me think...am I actually capable to give other people advises??Like I said, I am far from perfect...I need guidance...so, what make she thinks that I am good??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I definitely have no answer for that...I am still searching for answers though....as I really2 want to be a good person with a good soul...and I need to seek &lt;b&gt;HIS&lt;/b&gt; guidance for me to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Late this evening, Nadia send me a 'Hari Raya' wish...she claims that it is a late wish, but hey..who cares...at least she did remember to wish it....unlike me..whom actually too lazy to wish her friends...LOL~ Well, one of her text really get into me...and it's really make my day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her last text said, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Love you kakak because of ALLAH, may your life have HIS bless and love."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a sweet and nice person kan??never thought that someone could actually said that to me..... "Love me because of &lt;b&gt;ALLAH&lt;/b&gt;"WOW...you really blew me away Nadia...you make me realized that when it comes to LOVE, you have to love because of &lt;b&gt;ALLAH&lt;/b&gt;...what is LOVE without &lt;b&gt;ALLAH&lt;/b&gt;??as a human, I tend to forget that we live because of &lt;b&gt;HIM&lt;/b&gt;, therefore we shall love because of &lt;b&gt;HIM&lt;/b&gt; too right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is, my believe in love is in tatters lately...am not saying that I don't believe in love, I do..but sometimes love make human goes blind and love tend to make us human to forget..and I feel lost in love....which is definitely not good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, for now..I tend to love because of &lt;b&gt;ALLAH&lt;/b&gt;, what ever happen in near future, I leave it in god's hand. &lt;b&gt;HE&lt;/b&gt; who knows everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thank you Nadia...because of you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salam~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-7219692549850864218?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/7219692549850864218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=7219692549850864218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/7219692549850864218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/7219692549850864218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/09/because-of-you.html' title='Because of YOU'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3371576144123730338</id><published>2011-08-29T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:57:28.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I keep playing this song in my head...STRESS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EgT_us6AsDg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kindly be informed, I won't love a guy like a Love Song okay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p/s: my head keep repeating this bloody song...STRESSSSSSnyaaaaa...Maher Zain songs pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3371576144123730338?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3371576144123730338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3371576144123730338&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5053908325248281517</id><published>2011-08-29T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T00:36:03.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I know...</title><content type='html'>Whoaaa......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart  is racing wild...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I'm hurt??Ya, it does hurt..but I do feel blessed...finally...ALLAH  do send me the answers...and &lt;b&gt;HE&lt;/b&gt; saved me....betul2 on the eve of Aidilfitri...I am blessed indeed...*wink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt betrayed??Ya...it does feel like someone rip your heart out and actually feed it to a giant white shark...Ya, that is how I felt..am not going to deny it...come on!!!be realistic...he hurt me...he lied to me to be precise..why can't a guy just be true to their self and just let it all out??why do they have to pretend things are okay??&lt;b&gt;WHY??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am I okay??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya...I am absolutely okay..I feel good actually, because finally I do have some answers..thanks to Mr/Miss Anonymous...seriously dude...YOU make my day...No, I am definitely not mad...but I felt relieved instead...it is good when someone actually show you the truth about other person...it is hard to find that kind of people nowadays since most of manusia prefer to mind their own business right??Yerp..including me...I don't mind other people business...but hey...I am glad someone did~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What ever it is, I am cool with it...he makes his choices and I respect him for that...Ya, I forgive..but I don't forget...but still, being me...I cherished all those memories...it will always remain back in my head..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To En Fugro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the best in your future undertaking..may &lt;b&gt;ALLAH&lt;/b&gt; bless you always~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nite and Assalammualaikum~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-5053908325248281517?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5053908325248281517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5053908325248281517&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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comes to ramadhan (the end of ramadhan dah pun ok) most of us especially women la..we tend to take this opportunity to get skinny kan??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you ask me...To hell with skinny yooo...I need some extra lemaks please...LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I do know most of my close friends are very2 looking forward to get skinny..hehe~pardon me...I know why...you girls are going to get married in less than a month..for sure la mau look gorgeous and meletups..I am not blaming korang ok...go ahead and get skinny as long as after korang kahwin...kindly enjoy foods okay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, we did went for iftar the other day, and I was surprised when most of my girls are actually too cautious when it comes to foods....while being me, when it comes to "buka puasa" it means I need lots and lots of foods...huhu~Ya..me love foods..especially those with high carbo baby!!But during our iftar session, they only served so little nasi okay....urgghhh...not enough.......(Ya...I did ask for nasi tambah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, currently I am in the midst of weight problem...no I am definitely not overweight but I am actually underweight. It is funny you know..since I do eat a lot but still I lost weight. My pants are a bit longgar these days...and my butt looks leper...stress you know~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to do??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I was quite worried with my cholestrol level since I heard lots of people said, eventho that you are kurus you might have high cholestrol...I risau okay...high cholestrol means the high chances you nak kena heart attack..bahaya~Owhh...I memang takut mati..sbb tak cukup ilmu lg...jadi sesiapa yg rasa dah mati boleh senang..fikir2 lah yer...if mati dalam iman takpe la...ooppss..sorry I merapu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I did now is just keep on eating macam biasa kot..I mean, tak kan I nak reduce foods kot..nanti I jadi mcm cicak man nanti...Owhh...I do drink lots of water and take lots of fruits &amp;amp; vegetables...because by hook by crook...I need to have a good level of cholestrol and need to maintain my sugar level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, mesti ramai piss off kan...dah kurus tuh sudah la...duk diam2 suda....Yer, Saya content...but as a human being, I need to have a healthy figure...I am happy with my figure...tapi maybe I nak tambah sedikit fats la..so I can look healthy instead of other people asyik ckp I ni kurus kan...^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: seronok nya berblogging kt office today..sbb boss dah cuti..weeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8079552208372796922-8299585111646644699?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/8299585111646644699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=8299585111646644699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8299585111646644699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/8299585111646644699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/08/on-fat.html' title='On Fat'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-7071673727379658597</id><published>2011-08-26T08:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T08:48:52.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have faith in HIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing all my close friends getting married surely make me sad...No, it is not because I envy them..I am happy for them...but like I always said, I pity myself..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in my previous post I did mentioned about a guy whom I fall onto but unfortunately faith does not bring us to be an item or to be together..but I'm cool with it...I mean, I know &lt;strong&gt;ALLAH&lt;/strong&gt; must have a better plan for me..*faith*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do ask myself, what actually went wrong with me and him...I mean, we have this very close &amp;amp; tight relationship and he did treat me nicely..I could say, he is one of the best man I ever knew (well..my dad is the best among them all) but still all of sudden our relationship went from hero to zero (not exactly zero actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's the problem??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea....lately, he did call...I guess he is trying his best to make amends but seriously, I don't see a reason why we should be close anymore...I mean...I am not going to bare my heart &amp;amp; soul to him once again and get rejected by the end of the day...come on la...shame on him if he fools me once, but shame on me if he fools me twice..right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happened, yesterday..I came across this amazing blog since she always seems to know what to say when it comes to our feeling as a woman...She told such an inspirational story about her close friend whom actually in such a similar situation as I am...and may god bless her, she did share this amazing DOA..I believe it is such a wonderful DOA...It's inspire me and it's make me cry..Somehow, I do realised that I am not putting much faith on &lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt; as I thought I should...I know..shame on me right...to actually belittle the power faith and DOA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To women,&lt;br /&gt;I know, we have lots of confusion in our life....we are complicated but yet a very interesting creature..we think a lot and love too much but that is who we are..I believe things happened for many reasons..we might not know what the reasons is..but &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; knows..&lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; knows what's best for us...For that, we should have faith and DOA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this DOA from your blog dear~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ya Allah yang Maha Pemurah.. terima kasih Engkau telah menciptakan dia dan mempertemukan ku dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih untuk saat-saat yang indah yang boleh kami nikmati bersama,&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih untuk setiap pertemuan yang boleh kami lalui bersama,&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih untuk setiap saat-saat yang lalu,&lt;br /&gt;Aku datang bersujud di hadapan-Mu,&lt;br /&gt;Sucikan hatiku Ya Allah, sehingga dapat melaksanakan kehendak dan rencana-Mu dalam hidupku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah, jika aku bukan pemilik tulang rusuknya,&lt;br /&gt;Janganlah biarkan aku merindukan kehadirannya,&lt;br /&gt;Janganlah biarkan aku melabuhkan hatiku di hatinya,&lt;br /&gt;Kikislah pesonanya dari pelupuk mataku dan usirlah dia dari relung hatiku,&lt;br /&gt;Gantikan damba kerinduan dan cinta yang bersemayam di dada ini dengan kasih dari dan pada-Mu yang tulus dan murni.&lt;br /&gt;Tolonglah agar aku dapat mengasihinya sebagai sahabat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi jika Kau ciptakan dia untukku, Ya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;Tolonglah satukan hati kami,&lt;br /&gt;Bantulah aku untuk mencintai, mengerti dan menerimanya seutuhnya,&lt;br /&gt;Berikanku kesabaran, ketekunan dan kesungguhan untuk memenangi hatinya.&lt;br /&gt;Urapilah dia agar dia juga mencintai, mengerti dan mahu menerimaku dengan segala kelebihan dan kekuranganku sebagaimana aku telah Engkau ciptakan.&lt;br /&gt;Yakinkanlah dia bahawa aku sungguh-sungguh mencintai dan rela membagi suka dan dukaku dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya Allah yang Maha Pengasih, dengarlah doaku ini.&lt;br /&gt;Lepaskanlah aku dari keraguan ini menurut kasih dan kehendak-Mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allah yang Maha Kekal, aku tahu Engkau sentiasa memberikan yang terbaik buatku.&lt;br /&gt;Luka dan keraguan yang aku alami pasti ada hikmahnya.&lt;br /&gt;Pergumulan ini mengajar aku untuk hidup makin dekat pada-Mu, untuk lebih peka terhadap suara-Mu yang membimbing aku menuju terang-Mu.&lt;br /&gt;Ajarlah aku untuk tetap setia dan sabar menanti tibanya waktu yang telah Engkau tentukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jadilah kehendak-Mu dan bukan kehendakku yang jadi dalam setiap bagian hidupku, Ya Allah..&lt;br /&gt;Amin.. &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/8079552208372796922-7071673727379658597?l=gadiskecilsaggi.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/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-2963534811045876799</id><published>2011-08-24T13:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T13:58:27.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I-pad</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Before ada I-pad:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sering kali jealous apabila melihat org membawa i-pad kemana-mana..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cukup stress bila tgk org main i-pad kt airport/star bucks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;almost every nite asek dok termimpi2 kn i-pad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;selalu merayu my dad, suh dia belikan....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dtg klcc jer pegi masuk kedai Apple...lepas tuh berangan depan i-pad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;After dah beli I-pad:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terus ke rumah pakcik ku utk meng 'upload' semua application yg available..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sanggup beli cover I-pad yg mahal....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terlalu obsess dgn photo booth..10x sekejap asek amik picture yg weird...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lepas tuh ketagih main angry bird and tennis (I da hebat okay..byk kali beat Aki Toyama)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pantang ada wifi, seharusnya gua online...bukan open FB/Twitter..tapi nk upload application yg ntah hape2....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;After more than 2 month ada I-pad:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Da lama xjenguk I-pad...apa khabar kamu??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I-pad duk terbiar jer kt dpn tv...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salu terfikir cam nk godek2 I-pad..tapi bila alek uma, salu terlupa....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sekarang dah bosan tgk I-pad....cam tade perasaan....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moral of the story is, jgn terlalu mengikut kn nafsu ya...see....lately perasaan teruja untuk bermain I-pad sudah pun hilang....nk ngadap photo booth pun mls...bila tgk org ada I-pad...I was like...tade perasaan....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, I do think it is due to my age, since lately I have no interest to actually play with gadget...kasihan I-pad kan....no worries, I play with you tonite okay...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;p sengat s: tiba2 cam nk ada I-phone la....cane??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-2963534811045876799?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/2963534811045876799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=2963534811045876799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2963534811045876799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2963534811045876799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-pad.html' title='I-pad'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes guts to forgive other people but to forget??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If and only if we caught on amnesia or perhaps even worse if we caught Alzheimer disease then..for sure we can forget..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, I am a forgiver. I am not those kind a person who actually hold grudges to anyone but sorry to say, I don't forget~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in karma and I believe in faith. "Buat baik dibalas baik, buat jahat dibalas jahat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, as a human being, we tend to be hurt and to hurt other people right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to be hurt, it is quite easy for me to actually mend my own cuts...or frankly speaking, I am good at mending my broken/scratch heart..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to forget, I try too..but I can't...I guess, as a person we should just embrace it and let bygone be gone...let just keep those hurt memories intact in our brain~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually inspired to talk about this due to a question by someone,&lt;br /&gt;He asked me, &lt;em&gt;"How come you actualy always being nice/good to me eventhough I keep hurting you and never once you complaint..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered him by telling him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Because I love you and I care for you, but I never forget...maybe I am actually building up all those hurt feelings and one day, who knows...I will definitely hate you for good."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, deep down..I will always forgive him because like I said, I love him...but I don't forget all those hurt feelings.....to me,once I love someone..the love will always remain back in my heart..ya..it will never change...come on la...why should we delete all those feeling??past love is always in memories....&lt;br /&gt;betul tak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we are near to the month of Syawal, let us forgive.....maybe not forget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear ALL,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to hurt anyone, from the bottom of my heart..I seek your forgiveness. Sorry for any wrong doings..kindly halalkan makan dan minum ya~Owhh...If I do owe anyone's money, kindly let me know..am not going to ask you guys to halalkan..LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-5949910985403366926?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5949910985403366926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5949910985403366926&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5949910985403366926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5949910985403366926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/08/forgive-forget.html' title='Forgive &amp; Forget'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3474219771997713141</id><published>2011-08-18T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T13:47:15.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOLA</title><content type='html'>I love bola...sbb bola itu bulat..errkk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love football...I know..when a woman love football, people out there would be so judgemental.....yela..typical what..women love football sebab ramai player football yg handsome, lg gorgeous, plus they have a good bods (come on women, admit it...we adore guys with six pex right??)LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am one of them....that is why, I am in love with Cristiano Ronaldo....not solely due to his abs..but due to his amazing legs...I can't take my eyes of his legs when he played football..haihs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please, am not just into football because of all those players..I just love football eventhough yes, I am a kaki bangku but that don't stop me to be a football fan!!!Please ya....I do walk the talk...am not like other women yg pura2 minat bola because of their bf...hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My passion towards football started when I was just 13 years old...My dad is my biggest influence when it comes to football...He always taught me on how the game works....lucky me, I have my 2 brothers whom actually love football, so basically...they taught me everything about BOLA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I am proud to say that I can even identify all kesebelasan utama for any top teams...you name it, Man utd??Ars??Liverpool??Real Madrid??Barcelona??Ya..to that extend ok...am not going to brag or what but I just love football...that is why I keep it in the look~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, what is my favourite past time apart from reading, I would say...watching football...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, what's make things interesting when it comes to football is when you actually understand the game. That is why, I am so against those women who simply like football baecause of their bf...come on la...why must you pretend to like something you don't like??Don't be a fake person please~I've been there...and it is such a waste of time....you end up sakit hati ok~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football is an interesting game when you actually really know how to play..but being me, I am all about playing football tapi my mum is so against it okay!!She said, "Kindly be a proper woman instead of lari2 tendang bola...so jantans~"LOL~&lt;br /&gt;Ya, my mum want me to be very the gadis2 you know...huhu~Luckily she does not mind me watching football..so..I was okay la...as long as I got to watch my favourite team yooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh...my fav would be REAL MADRID...why I love them??To start with, I love Jose Maurinho...he is the mad genius when it come to coaching...he does not even played ok..but he takes a coaching course and now, he is "&lt;strong&gt;THE SPECIAL ONE&lt;/strong&gt;"...but I do hate his style of play when it comes to BARCELONA...bukan benci but I sakit hati okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh...I am in love with Ronaldo and Ozil...*cair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, when I start to talk about bola, I can't stop talking about it ok...mcm tiba2 nak jadi football commentator pulak...huu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-3474219771997713141?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3474219771997713141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3474219771997713141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3474219771997713141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3474219771997713141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/08/bola.html' title='BOLA'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-3765387781020032226</id><published>2011-08-15T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:35:20.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy</title><content type='html'>Sexy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Base on Thesaurus, &lt;strong&gt;SEXY&lt;/strong&gt; means - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;marked by or tending to arouse sexual desire or interest; "feeling sexy"; "sexy clothes"; "sexy poses"; "a sexy book"; "sexy jokes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to sexy, I would say...people would surely imagine a naked woman/man, sexy is when someone is topless (euuwww), sexy is when a person wear a "kain xcukup" clothes..Ya, it is true..that is definitely sexy...BUT..those things I mentioned are basically a physically sexy. I am all about for physically sexy but I do define it in much more subjective kind a way~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think all of us do have our own definition when it comes to sexy. Ya, male definition of sexy is way more complicated than women I guess...because they tend to see sexy in much more creative kind a way..betul x??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My definition of sexy is more than just physically sexy. Physically sexy can be subject to "menggelikan" sometimes...I tak tipu...because I believe physically sexy is too over rated and makes other people rasa nak puke~hee..mind my language will ya~&lt;br /&gt;Sexy to me is more to the way he/she acts. It can be subtle or it can be alluring. Actions means like, the way he/she talks can be define as sexy, eyes can make he/she looks sexy, the way he/she moves his/her body can look sexy, etc....&lt;br /&gt;To me, those simple action that you make, that is SEXY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebab itulah org cakap, sexy itu subjectives....we never know how other people actually define you. You may think yourself as a plain kind a person but others might find you hot...*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Thesaurus said, sexy is marked as a sexual desire yg arouse...*ehem* Seriously, I know how it felt....can you imagined when you actually sedang window shopping and suddenly you saw a sexy handbag...how am I going to react??Yes, the sexual desire towards the sexy handbag is definitely aroused....*sumpah I tak tipu*(same things occured when I saw clothes/shoes/foods/etc) *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else about sexy??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly define it your self okay...I know sexy when I see one...what about you??&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/8079552208372796922-3765387781020032226?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/3765387781020032226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=3765387781020032226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3765387781020032226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/3765387781020032226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/08/sexy.html' title='Sexy'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-5427045475622243757</id><published>2011-08-12T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T15:47:39.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Branded??</title><content type='html'>When it comes to 'branded' issues, I believe all of us have differents kind of opinions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone ask me, Am I a brand Concious??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say, &lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do think when it comes to shop...women are more perceptive than men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men, they bought expensive stuff to show people out there on how manly they are...I mean they definitely want people out there to recgonize them by the way they look. (it's my opinion..feel free to argue ya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while, we women...we tend to buy things for many reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me list it out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;To look beautiful/gorgeous/hotness/pretty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;To make other ppl look at them (typical..I also love when ppl actually looking at my bag/my clothes/etc...it's true...am not going to deny it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;To make other ppl actually recgonize them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;etc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually there are too many things to be list out but I guess I shall put a stop before other women come to murder me..LOL~(am not going to tell the world our women little secrets)sikit2 suda~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my point of view, if you have all the luxuries in the world...please..go ahead and buy all the ridiculously expensive stuff!!WHY??if you can afford it...why the hell not??betul tak??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I take myself for example, I love branded items...serius..tak tipu..but I love cheap stuffs as well...I mean if you see something nice and it is cheap..why not??beli suda....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am not saying that I care less about branded stuffs..NO...like I said, if I can afford it, I buy it...no regrets!!(Kindly ask my close girlfriends...they do know that I love to shop &amp;amp; I don't care if it cost me dearly) but......I have change lately...I still buy those expensive stuffs but I am more prone to save my money and buy those cheap stuffs..hohoho~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What make me change??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To tell you the truth, I do think it is due to my age kot...*hurmmm*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is why, I don't really like when other ppl actually judging others by looking at what kind of brand he/she wear/has..you know...those manusia yg rasa they are much better than others....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To me, one cannot define a person by brand.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking about branded, I am going to actually say things that might make other ppl terasa...but I guess it is my opinions right??So...please don't feel offended ok~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my opinion, if someone want to buy a branded stuff...they should buy those original branded stuffs...I know....some of us can't afford to have the original items...therefore, you don't have to have them..I mean, what's the point of having a branded item yg fake??I tahu....some say, it look just the same....why not buy the fake one yg much more cheaper right??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Betul.....but, I do think...we are not being fair to the owner of the brand...come on laa....they spent a fortune to get to where they are now...and tiba2 we as a buyer...instead of supporting them...we actually turn to manusia yg jual fake items...Kasihan mereka tau....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Macam I, if I can afford the brand..I buy, if I can't then I don't have to have it...If I want to buy a cheap bag for example, I go and buy those no brand bag...Senang jer kn??Same goes to clothes/shoes/etc....My life is simple...I don't have to pretend to have a branded stuffs when it is fake...I am not being honest to myself kot...better no brand daripada fake items..KAN SENANG??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know, what ever it is...it is you who decide right??So, pardon me if I hurt anyone's feeling....I ni mmg quite straight forward orang nya...SORRY NA~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;P pukul S: Each person have their own taste, feel free to indulge yourself on your preference...Don't let other ppl let you down, feel free to be yourself...*wink*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-5427045475622243757?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/5427045475622243757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=5427045475622243757&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5427045475622243757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/5427045475622243757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/08/branded.html' title='Branded??'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079552208372796922.post-2013903590487124545</id><published>2011-08-11T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T13:30:45.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuah Kacang for PECAL</title><content type='html'>*ehem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, lately my post were basically about food. PARDON me, blame it on me. It is ramadhan, and I do think most people (including me) will be actually thinking of food &amp;amp; food &amp;amp; food &amp;amp; food......Yes, people..we love food..ehh...I mean, I love food, therefore please don't judge me by size okay...me love to eat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough...I just want to share a bit of recipe today. Last Sunday, me and mama we did PECAL. I love PECAL since I am a veggie LOVER (eventhough I despise cucumber).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making pecal is not that hard but I guess. the most important element of PECAL is.......*drumroll* kuah kacang for PECAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindly refer this below recipe ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredient:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kacang tanah&lt;br /&gt;ikan bilis&lt;br /&gt;cili kering (dried chili)&lt;br /&gt;bawang besar&lt;br /&gt;bawang putih&lt;br /&gt;belacan (OOhh..man..this one important you~)&lt;br /&gt;cili padi (if you love spicy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st and foremost, the usual....panaskan kuali, tuang minyak and let it hot for a few minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, kindly put in all the kacang tanah and stir it until it betul2 masak. (you agak2 je la yer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Once kacang dah msk, put in your ikan bilis pulak..just fried it until it turn crispy veveh~(use the same minyak ok..sila jgn membazir)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, you masukkan pulak cili kering..just make sure dia masak jer....lepas tu, u masuk pulak bawang besar &amp;amp; bawang putih ok...you don't have to goreng sampai garing but just make sure bau dia naik and color dia nampak garing2 sikit jer..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Last but not least, silalah fry your belacan...it does not have to be so rentung...but you just agak2 la...ok?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that, it is time to grind...mula2..you have to grind all the kacang dulu. Make sure you jgn lah grind sampai halus sangat ok.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then, you can just mix other ingredient yg telah digoreng tadi and grind it.(time ni sape nak pedas, just add in cili padi ok.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bila semua dah siap grind, kindly mix it accordingly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lastly, sila ambil hot water and pour it into our mix kacang+cili+ikan bilis+belacan itu tadi. Stir it sampai you tgk dia dah macam sebati with the hot water. And then siap!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ape lagi..makan laa...ehh..blum lg..tunggu berbuka ok~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wASqMo8wOwQ/TkNnZHueevI/AAAAAAAAAyw/inFg3eaHw6M/s1600/DSC01396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639464839666367218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wASqMo8wOwQ/TkNnZHueevI/AAAAAAAAAyw/inFg3eaHw6M/s320/DSC01396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTw65NufFJE/TkNnZCpETdI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ibXoVk7Xdws/s1600/DSC01397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639464838301502930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GTw65NufFJE/TkNnZCpETdI/AAAAAAAAAy4/ibXoVk7Xdws/s320/DSC01397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;p sayang s: this one is kuah kacang for pecal tau, yg kuah kacang satay or kuah kacang ketupat tuh lain okay~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8079552208372796922-2013903590487124545?l=gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/feeds/2013903590487124545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8079552208372796922&amp;postID=2013903590487124545&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2013903590487124545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8079552208372796922/posts/default/2013903590487124545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gadiskecilsaggi.blogspot.com/2011/08/kuah-kacang-for-pecal.html' title='Kuah Kacang for PECAL'/><author><name>namasayatihah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01610908457656846839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iOgF-ReJI6A/Twp7WNEMuoI/AAAAAAAABDk/1yoEQhMcJlI/s220/SDC13069.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wASqMo8wOwQ/TkNnZHueevI/AAAAAAAAAyw/inFg3eaHw6M/s72-c/DSC01396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
