<?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-18417872</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:25:47.167+08:00</updated><category term='Online dating?'/><category term='I need feedback'/><title type='text'>Ailina Khalid: I'd Rather Be Hated For Who I Am, Than Be Loved For Who I Am Not</title><subtitle type='html'>"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life that, IT GOES ON.. 
As In fairy tales it begins with, ‘Once upon a time... and they lived happily ever after,’ 
but in real life it begins with, ‘They lived happily ever after... once upon a time." 
Wishes are for fantasies; fantasies are for dreaming; dreams are for living!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-4925075988107746561</id><published>2009-01-05T13:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:04:12.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The year of 2009 don't seem quite a good start for me. On the 1st day of 2009 itself, something had happened with me ended up sleeping in the car. Well, thought it was just a new year 'welcome' gesture, but i guess i was wrong. That's just the beginning of the 'bad luck season'.

On the 2nd day of 2009, i have injured my ankle during the volleyball session. The injury is pretty bad, the swollen due to previous injury getting worst and i still cant walk properly till today. Here comes today another thing came up which i cant share it here.. (sometimes, something are better left unsaid...)

Hoping for a better tomorrow...


-Ailina Signing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Out-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-4925075988107746561?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/4925075988107746561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=4925075988107746561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/4925075988107746561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/4925075988107746561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome 2009!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-3302305790878217497</id><published>2008-01-02T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T09:42:43.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is like having a cup of coffee..
You sit by the side of the window, lift the cup and take a careless sip,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Only to realize somebody forgot to put the sugar. Too lazy to go for it you somehow struggle through the sugarless cup. Until you discover un-dissolved sugar crystal sitting at the bottom... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That's life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alright, back to resolutions. On the new year's eve last monday, me and friends (about 25 of us if i'm not mistaken) went out to Alamanda for bowling. Since I didn't play, I've interviewed almost everyone for their new year resolutions and 2008 upcoming plans. The feedback is pretty good and interesting. Hmm.. let's start with the serious one.. &lt;em&gt;(names will be slightly change).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nis: I want to be a better volleyball player. As for now I'm going for Libero training. Hopefully, I can make something out of 'mamak' trainings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Zarul: I wanna be a better person and focus on my career as well as trying to develop the positive thinking towards others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;KY: I want to slim down - meaning no rice at all. Will definitely focus on my career as now I have bigger responsibility on my shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ferr: I wanna quit smoking and looking for a fiance. (hmmm... :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Die (Along): I've planned to get engage in early 2008 and get married somewhere end of the year. Career change - work with the government starting in February. Gotta focus on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Syih: To build up the career as I've just started working last November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wan: Planned to get engage and get married too. Career wise just fine. (housemates virus..hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Arez: Quit smoking and to develop and/or learn new skills - career upgrade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rish: To focus on my studies and to get a 4.00 flat for the upcoming semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Am F: To focus on the career and self development. Looking for a commitment - relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shah MB: To change the single status - get married maybe. To develop new skills for the career advancement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sarahar: To slim down.. (Welcome to the club!! hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Zul MB: Self development in order to be a better person and to grab the opportunity for career advancement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ku Mad: To work out on the new business plans and focus on the business, and definitely not looking for any commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hazel: Focus on the new career and organize the financial flows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mayon: To slim down (Huh! another membership..hehehe) and looking forward for a career change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;NoFazury: To continue defending the women's rights.. (Wahhh!! hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Myself: I want to focus on my career, my study, to be a positive thinker, to be more organize on my financial flows, to ensure that the 'club' gain back it's glory and i think i'm ready for a relationship.. (hmm.. tahun mengawan kot.. smua ready jer..hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And following are the NO NO resolutions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;KM: I wanna continue being a slut and my mission for 2008 is to at least 'runtuhkan sebuah rumahtangga' (sounds better in Malay hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Abang: I want to get married to the 2nd one. (I wonder when was he got married to the 1st one.. hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Halim: I want to maintain confused. (errrr....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hmm.. that's about it. After the amazing nite of bowling (thanks to organizer - Nisa), we went to a restaurant in Bangi for supper. The food are so and so.. but the waiter were s%#@! And the worst part, some of us didn't get the ordered food and drinks and we left the restaurant with a @#$%&amp;amp;(*%$ feelings. So, the restaurant has been blacklisted in our 'makan-makan' list. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-3302305790878217497?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/3302305790878217497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=3302305790878217497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/3302305790878217497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/3302305790878217497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-2014265557699337132</id><published>2007-11-27T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:34:41.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall again?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm scared, So afraid to show I care
Will he think me weak If I tremble when I speak
Oooh - what if There's another one he's thinking of
Maybe he's in love, I'd feel like a fool
Life can be so cruel, I don't know what to do..

I love him Of that much I can be sure
I don't think I could endure
If I let him walk away
When I have so much to say..

&lt;em&gt;**Life?!: i dont have to say much.. this song say it all..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-2014265557699337132?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/2014265557699337132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=2014265557699337132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/2014265557699337132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/2014265557699337132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2007/11/fall-again.html' title='Fall again?!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-3240476660957310498</id><published>2007-10-17T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:12:48.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know we're cool..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's hard to remember how it felt before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now You've found the love of your life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Passes things get more comfortable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everything is going right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And after all the obstacles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's good to see you now with someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know we're cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We used to think it was impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now you call me by my new last name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Memories seem like so long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Time always kills the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Remember Harbor Boulevard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The dreaming days where the mess was made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look how all the kids have grown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We have changed but we're still the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know we're cool &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And I'll be happy for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you can be happy for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Circles and triangles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and now we're hangin' out with your new girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So far from where we've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know we're cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-3240476660957310498?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/3240476660957310498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=3240476660957310498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/3240476660957310498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/3240476660957310498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-know-were-cool.html' title='I know we&apos;re cool..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-3004752297885834178</id><published>2007-10-16T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T22:34:36.200+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online dating?'/><title type='text'>Dating in the Tech Age??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It used to be simple. Boy meets girl, boy woos girl, boy and girl fall in love and everyone lives happily ever after. Well, not really. The game of love has always been complicated. Should i wait for him to call? Will he think I'm easy if i ever to make the 1st move? Tons of girl talk and many failed relationships, we had finally negotiated the invisible but very resonant boundaries of dating. In this age of instantaneous communication, is true love really a click of a mouse away? The newest and questionably improved version of the dating game comes with its own set of rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Researched says that 60% of singles under 34 have used the internet to meet people. It makes the whole process of getting to know someone a lot easier and when you do agree to meet, it takes away the awkwardness of having a first date, cos you feel like you know the person already. Plus, you're armed with a whole list of conversation topics because you would have already found out what common interests you have. It seems, for better or for worse, Googling your date has become common practice. Well, it seems like contemporary dating is an elaborate dance between two people who already know a lot of what their date is talking about but cant admit it. You nod your head with curiosity, but you already know what they're going to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It can be daunting for a girl to put herself out there and be judged. Does he think I'm fat? Does my dress make me look like a skank? With the internet, the power to be concealed overlaps with anonymity, giving people the freedom to judge and be judged without fear of repercussions. Getting to know someone without having to look into the other's face is a lot easier. While sizing someone up based on profiles and emoticons can help make the first date less awkward, the wealth of personal information about a person available online is not definitive of his or her character. I think people should take the information they find online with a grain of salt. While there's nothing wrong doing some online homework, the focus should remain on face-to-face interaction to make the final judgement. At the end of the day, no amount of online research is going to tell you if his breath stinks or if he snores like a pig and eats like a slob. Just my two cents! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-3004752297885834178?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/3004752297885834178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=3004752297885834178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/3004752297885834178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/3004752297885834178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2007/10/dating-in-tech-age.html' title='Dating in the Tech Age??'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-8898410746431570099</id><published>2007-09-12T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T15:55:36.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramadhan Al-Mubarak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Assalamualaikum fellow friends,&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I would like to take the opportunity in this blessed Ramadhan and coming Syawal to wish you 'Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri'. Please forgive me should I have committed any wrong doings, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;for I am just a human with countless flaw.

Ramadhan Al-Mubarak!
Take care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-8898410746431570099?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/8898410746431570099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=8898410746431570099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/8898410746431570099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/8898410746431570099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2007/09/ramadhan-al-mubarak.html' title='Ramadhan Al-Mubarak!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-8917147920454938515</id><published>2007-08-25T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:38:36.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Saturday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Working today.. cant wait to go to the UIA to watch the games in the afternoon,.. i mean volleyball of course. All the best Urban Spikerz!! ;)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-8917147920454938515?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/8917147920454938515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=8917147920454938515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/8917147920454938515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/8917147920454938515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-saturday.html' title='Its Saturday!!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-3181485511156588775</id><published>2007-08-16T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T11:08:33.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Updates!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Work:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Currently i'm attached to Naza-one of the company in the group of coz.. but before u ask, am not doing sales.. so, no discounts for cars.. hehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been working here for almost 3 months now. Too many things in my plate... getting busier than usual.. :-/ However, I love wut I am doing now. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Still searching for the one.. Am I??! :-? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1. Currently staying alone in Desa Pandan. One of my friend might be joining me next month, so there'll be two of us renting the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;2. Volleyball tournament(s) coming up after raya. Gotta get ready.. My leg is still not fully recovered as yet.. there's slightly pain at the ankle when walking.. I guess, its time to do the check up again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3. I'm furthering my studies.. My 1st class will start on the 23rd of August.. Arghh! can't wait for it to begin... u know.. new friends, new stuff to learn.. and new beginning of course. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;What else yeah?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Update later.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-3181485511156588775?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/3181485511156588775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=3181485511156588775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/3181485511156588775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/3181485511156588775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2007/08/quick-updates.html' title='Quick Updates!!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-116185869642612473</id><published>2007-08-15T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T11:09:19.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I need feedback'/><title type='text'>Can singlehood destroy you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It may be fun being single. But when loneliness lurks beneath the surface, that fun could be easily be misery in disguise. While the competition is stiff, to attract even a mediocre representative of the opposite sex, you have got to be above average yourself. That is the only way to stand out in a crowded market place full of single Asian women asking/demanding or in other words - begging for Mr. Right. And with so many of the men looking for their Ms Rights at the same time, it's no wonder that formulas work so well: in this chaotic match-market, love, no matter how fleeting, comes as a welcome relief from the stresses of looking, of inding and of dissappointment. There is little time and opportunity to waste on uncomfortable "get to know you" phone calls and lunches punctuated with periods of silence. For late-20 something desperados, the acid test of compatibility is "Do we come together?" or "Compatibility Partner" or "Are you the one?" and other stuff that might come along the way.

I just couldn't help but thinking.... Any opinion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-116185869642612473?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/116185869642612473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=116185869642612473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/116185869642612473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/116185869642612473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/10/can-singlehood-destroy-you.html' title='Can singlehood destroy you?'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-114682038147183589</id><published>2006-05-05T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T11:12:22.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many things in my plate...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Quite number of events coming up this month and the following month. The Track Meet, Hi-Tea and Board Games as well as the internal league. All of this has yet to be finalised. Especially for the Track Meet, Hi-Tea &amp; Board Games which coming up this Sunday, 7th of May 2006. Seriously, i feel kinda uptight with the events. Participants pull out last minute, finding for replacement, hotel quotations for the Hi-Tea not as expected, havent decided on the venue for the Internal League early next month.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Track Meet, Hi-Tea &amp; Board Games 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The three events went well i must say.. Even though with the last minute cancellation by the participants, we committee managed to get the replacement for all.. The Track Meet has been postponed to the evening instead of morning because there were school sports day held in the morning.. Board games went smooth with good food and good laugh. The spirits of winning showned by each of the members really does made the event more happening than expected.. To all the events committee, thank you for your help and willingness to share the 'burden' with me. It wouldnt be so much easier without happening people like you guys. Really appreciate it. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;P/s: Lambatnyer la pulak org Dubai tu nk balik.. iskk...isk.... :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-114682038147183589?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/114682038147183589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=114682038147183589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114682038147183589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114682038147183589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/05/too-many-things-in-my-plate.html' title='Too many things in my plate...!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-114604182062568006</id><published>2006-04-26T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T16:57:00.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My feeling isn't normal today.. at times I feel delightful and at times I feel a bit down. Chatting with my cousin in Sabah for a while.. He sounded very happy and he's coming over to KL next month. Can't wait to see him. It’s been a while we didn't hang out, and I am sure there'll be lots stuffs for us to tell each others.

I'll be going to meet up with Daniel tomorrow after work, since he'll be leaving to Dubai the next day for 2 weeks. Lately ni mcm malas nk dating dgn sesaper.. I'm just tired and maybe its time for me to stick to one person.. but who?! Thinking about commitment make me wanna runaway... I'm happy with the way I’m living my life now...surrounded by good friends indeed and great activities. I've to admit that at times I do feel lonely, but it doesn’t bother me much though..  Oh ya, heard of this quote? "The beauty of a woman is nothing the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart- the place where love resides." I feel appreciated when I keep on reading this. Somehow, it made my day! :)

Labor Day?! We have planned to go to Sungai Gabai in Hulu Langat for picnic. Hopefully, the weather will be good. It’s just a simple getaway to enjoy the greens. I'm off till Tuesday.. Think am just gonna be lazing at home on Tuesday. Asyik keluar jerrr.. dah lama tak masak, takut lak hilang skill nanti. Hmm.. Maybe I could try out few new recipes on Tuesday! ;)

Lmbatnyer kul 5.30pm.. Can’t wait to leave the office. I've volleyball training later at 8pm, but will be going straight to the court after work.. will need to fetch Aziz at Dataran Prima then Siti at Titiwangsa LRT station later....

Erkkk! baru pukul 4.50pm?! aiyyoohhh... lama lg nk kena tunggu niee.. Sigh!!&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-114604182062568006?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/114604182062568006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=114604182062568006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114604182062568006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114604182062568006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/04/down.html' title='Down..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-114543690204820475</id><published>2006-04-19T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T16:19:58.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teman tapi mesraaa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Actually, I've no idea why the heck i've put that title..hehehhe .maybe sebab dah takde idea nk taruk title aper.. :p &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;On the 2nd of April aritu pegi SPA, sajer jer nk relaks2 kan badan cos mcm banyak sgt pulak aktiviti lately smpai tak cukup rehat and jarang2 duduk kt rumah. But, what make it worst, mase beautician tu buat hot stone, abis melecur blakang leher, tak bnyk la sikit jer.. turn off betul.. Lain kali malas nk gi SPA kt situ lagi. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Weekend baru ni plak pegi tgk game kt MBSA, Urban Spikerz masuk, so kenalah bagi sokongan padu katanyer.. 'teman tapi mesra' (term baru tau) pun ade gak main.. hehehhe bnyk insiden aritu, tp malaslah nk citer kt cni.. secret! (konflik dalaman lah katakan) :p&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lately ni, pantang lemau skit jer ngantuk.. lemau skit jer ngantuk.. kenaper ntah.. sejak pegi SPA tu la.. asyik sleepy jer. ingatkan aku sorg, tp kakak kt office yg join g SPA tu pun ckp camtu.. cepat ngantuk. hmm.. ntah aperlah si cina beauty ittew letak dlm minyak aromatherapy tu.. isk.isk.. smlm lagi best, tido dr pukul 9 smpaila pagi td.. mcm overdose tido jer.. hehehe rase dah Qada' abis tidur sebelum2 nie, tp still ngantuk lg arini. over slept la pulak kan. hmm...nasibler mlm ni ade volleyball.. di samping elak ngantuk, boleh gak gelak ketawa riang.. hehhehe&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sekian lama tak dgr berita Daniel nie.. tup, tup arini mamat tu boleh call. pastu biasela, menggunakan skill2 ayat power dier.. rase terhibur pun ade.. rase jelik pun ade jugak.. mcm takleh caya jer mamat sorg nie.. tp bak kata farah fauzana, kiter layanzzz... tanyer aku syg dier ker tak la.. dah rindu sgt2 la nk jumper.. asyik teringat smpai takleh tido la.. eeeeee... geli geleman den! nasibler dlm telefon, kalau kt luar gamaknyer trus Uweekkk!!! :p tihihihihi.. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Buat kesekian kalinyer, aku tanyer kt diri sendiri.. haaaiii... bilerlaaaa aku nk kaya nieee.. Bnyk benda yg aku nk tak tercapai2 lg smpai skrg.. (ade few mission accomplished), yg majornyer still tak success. Maybe sbb dah kurg berhubung dgn 'DIA'. Sibuk dgn hal dunia jer lately... Kuatkan la semangat aku melawan hasutan... Hmmm... biler la aku nk betul2 berubah nie kan.. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-114543690204820475?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/114543690204820475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=114543690204820475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114543690204820475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114543690204820475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/04/teman-tapi-mesraaa.html' title='Teman tapi mesraaa...'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-114491993763824548</id><published>2006-04-13T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T17:18:57.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of Girlfriend am I??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ailina, you're a Laidback Lover

Carefree and easy-going — that's your approach to love and life. Above all, you respect your boyfriend's beliefs, choices, and ideals, making you a trustworthy and supportive force in his decisions. Caring and thoughtful when it comes to your actions, you expect the same in return.Even if you spend every waking moment together, you want to feel like you have freedom and room to breathe. For you, it's important that you maintain your individuality so that you can continue to bring something unique to the relationship. After all, you gotta be you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Does this make senses? hehehe.. hey, i'm talking to my Ex'es.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-114491993763824548?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/114491993763824548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=114491993763824548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114491993763824548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114491993763824548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-kind-of-girlfriend-am-i.html' title='What kind of Girlfriend am I??'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-114448504701381618</id><published>2006-04-08T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T16:30:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At werk!!</title><content type='html'>Happen to be working every saturday and i'm feeling damn sleepy now.. After volleyball session last night, went to chop &amp; stick at kg baru for a drinks. There were 13 of us. Left the place at about 2am. We were discussing about the incoming volleyball internal league and ballapan activity. Came up with the team for both activity and hope it well balanced. There's another activity coming up end of this month which is internal board games. Venue? Gotta have a meeting on this with mr president. Going to service my car after werk, then going home. Might be goin for midnight movie with Fid, Bobo, Jazim and maybe Farid. Oh ya! am going to SPA tomorrow mrning. Life been quite hectic lately and i need to be pampered. :p then, going to Berjaya Times Square to watch Arie doin his catwalk for a competition called Mr Umph! Well, he got the talent.. we'll see how it goes tomorrow.. hehehe Go Arie! Go!! Chaiyok!

Aiyooh! boss is calling... Sighh!! @#$%^&amp;amp;*!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-114448504701381618?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/114448504701381618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=114448504701381618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114448504701381618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114448504701381618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/04/at-werk.html' title='At werk!!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-114189614494126393</id><published>2006-03-09T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T17:22:24.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Love &amp; Marriage..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I got an email (a stories) this morning from a friend which make me kinda thinking deeply about the topic. I have to agree with few things, though at times it sounds more like a fantasy.. We love to fantasize about all the wonderfull things and wish it could happens in our lives aight..?! hmm... Oopps! Okay...okay.. back to the topic.. :p the stories as follows: &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;One day, Plato asked his teacher, "What is love? How can I find it?". His teacher answered, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"There is a vast wheat field in front.. Walk forward without turning back, and pick only one stalk. If you find the most magnificent stalk, then you have found love." Plato walked forward, and before long, he returned with empty hands, having picked nothing.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;His teacher asked, "Why did you not pick any stalk?" Plato answered, "Because I could only pick once, and yet I could not turn back. I did find the most magnificent stalk, but did not know if there were any better ones ahead, so I did not pick it. As I walked further, the stalks that I saw were not as good as the earlier one, so! I did not pick any in the end.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;His teacher then said, "And that is LOVE."On another day, Plato asked his teacher, "What is marriage? How can I find it?" &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;His teacher answered, "There is a thriving forest in front. Walk forward without turning back, and chop down only one tree. If you find the tallest tree, then you have found marriage". Plato walked forward, and before long, He returned with a tree. The tree was not bad, and it was not tall either. It was only an ordinary tree, not the best but just a good tree. &lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;His teacher asked, "Why did you chop down such an ordinary tree?"Plato answered, "Because of my previous experience. I had walked through the field, but returned with empty hands. This time, I saw this tree, and I felt that it was the first good tree that I saw, so I chopped it down and brought it back. I did not want to miss the opportunity."&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;His teacher then said, "And that is MARRIAGE. You see son...Love is the most beautiful thing to happen to a person,.... its an opportunity but you don't realize it's worth when you have it but only when it's gone like the field of stalks. Marriage like the tree you chopped, is a compromise; you pick the first best thing you see and learn to live a happy life with it."&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Lesson learnt huh! So, the moral of the story.. u know what.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-114189614494126393?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/114189614494126393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=114189614494126393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114189614494126393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114189614494126393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/03/finding-love-marriage.html' title='Finding Love &amp; Marriage..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-114145308885313411</id><published>2006-03-04T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T14:18:20.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a small note..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I have to agree with the following... &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Remember the five simple rules to be happy: &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. Free your heart from hatred - Forgive. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. Free your mind from worries - Most never happen. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. Live simply and appreciate what you have. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4. Give more. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5. Expect less. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Challenges are what make life interesting, overcoming them is what makes life meaningful."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Comments??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-114145308885313411?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/114145308885313411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=114145308885313411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114145308885313411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114145308885313411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-small-note.html' title='Just a small note..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-114069357866373310</id><published>2006-02-23T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T16:15:54.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been a while...</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. i haven't been blogging for quite some times now...been very busy with work schedule, friends, sports and datings too.. hehhehe :p Perhaps its about time to blog.. too many stories and things had happened lately which i've yet to share with errr??.. (maybe i havent found the right person to share wif) -&gt; katanyer.. hehehe

I've shifted to Keramat AU1 on the 28th January. Quite a number of stuff i've brought into the new house besides few has been sold to friends... still its overload the house!! hehehe.. one of my friend says that my stuff is more alike a family stuff than single gurl shud have.. well, wat i can say... i prefer to buy things and decorates the house rather than buying other stuff.. hehehe I've taken all the stuff on that day itself with the help of Zahar, Kodeng, Mazri and Arie.. Thanx for helping guys! i really2 appreciate the helps. It wouldnt be so much easier without you guys.. ;) Sarah came over to the house for helping but i'm almost done. She decided to stay, then we're off to Yow Chuan Plaza for karaoke.

Actually, its one of the club (Urban Spikerz) event. Its the birthday bash party for January birthday babies (members). I've booked a medium room as i only have 10 ppls RSVP, however there were 15 of us..???! what else we managed to squeeze in.. I bake a cake for this birthday bash. there were 5 birthday babies for the month i.e. Nisa, Shahrul, Rozie, Aziz &amp; Zaki. Unfortunately, zaki cudnt make it since he's in Bangkok for holidays with Sudin. We sang songs after songs from 8pm till 11pm right after the birthday cake cutting ceremony, gift giving and etc...


Senandung Pantai Timur
Guess what, the next day we're off to Kelantan for a week 'road tour'. hehehe There were 3 cars and 10 of us i.e. Mazri, Arie, Didie, Jazim, Shahrul, Din, Azha, Eiz, Nisa and me. Left the house at 7am, had breakfast at Petronas Bukit Tinggi then we had lunch at Gua Musang. Reached Kota Bharu at 4.30pm but went str8 to Pantai Cahaya Bulan (PCB). Been there for a while, then we're off to Mazri's house in Lundang, KB. His family was cool.. and the best part all of my guy friends have to pretend like they are one of a hella macho guy.. maklumla, lembut2 smua... takut pecah lobang katanyer.. ahaks!! we had dinner then out for bowling but, unfortunately there were tournament held at the alley..so we cudnt play... (",) then apelagi tukar plan.. we went to KB pasar malam and ended up at A&amp;amp;W for rootbeer float. hehehe

Woke up at 6.30am for Subuh and getting ready for breakfast. Mazri bought Nasi Lemak (Best in KB) katanyer... no doubt IT IS. yummmyy!! Then, left the house heading to Pengkalan Kubur, Wat Siam. I've bought quite many stuff.. aahh..its a gurl thing.. hehehe Done with the shopping, we're off to Pantai Seri Tujuh for sightseeing then back to KB for Pasar Besar Siti Khadijah, shopping lagi.. I bought tudung, silk for my sister and one for myself, keropok, something for 'lulur'...(u dun wanna know wat) hehehe and etc... Back to Mazri's house for lunch. we had Nasi Kerabu Hitam cooked by his mom and its delicious, my 1st time with no regret! ;) then we're getting ready for waterfall at Jeram Linang. The journey took us about 2 1/2 hrs.. reached there at about 5.15pm, changed and booommm! into the water... then, all of sudden there was a sirence telling us we only have another 15 mins to bath. we was like... WHAT??! oh my.... we took 2 1/2 hrs to get there.. and ended up been in the water for more or less 15 mins. Duhhhh!! No other choice.. left the waterfall and heading to Pantai Bisikan Bayu, almost to Kuala Besut for sightseeing. It was nice.. took quite numbers of photos there. Left the place at about 7.45pm heading to Jazim's house for dinner..good dinner!! ;)

Had our breakfast in KB, then left to Cameron Highlands. We stayed at a chalet (its an org asli Cameron Chalet). Nice chalet, we took two chalets..one for the ladies and another for mens. In the evening, we went to small waterfall behind the chalet.. can call it a mini jungle tracking... and am wearing skirt. uhuh, they shud've told me.. dun imagine.. :p after the mini jungle tracking, we played a game called 'Galah Panjang'.. few of us play the game with a different rules.. ade jugak yg tak puas hati kejap...biasalah, pondan.. hehehe n then, had dinner and went to Brinchang's pasar malam. Bought flowers, strawberry, jem, and a sweater. i'm freezing.... huhuhu Back to chalet, then we played board games... vocable and boggles. stayed up till 3AM. The next mrning, getting ready to Damai Laut, Lumut. Down the hill, we dropped by for tea and visit the 'ladang teh' sounds proper for Malaysian. ;) nice view... photos..photos..photos...

Reached Damai laut Resort at 5pm.. Changed then heading str8 to the beach. we played beach volley... Arie got injured.. he ran all the way to get the ball and fell... Over mamat tu! then, went back to the apmt, freshen up and out for dinner and clinic. had dinner at Lumut nearby the jetty. we 'tapau' back the KFC for supper. again, we played boggles till 4AM. Morning, we went to the beach again, took a boatride to Pangkor. We went to 'Kilang Satay Ikan', as usual, shopping again.. hehehe Check out from the resort at 2.30pm heading to Arie's family's house for lunch. Left to KL at 6.30pm and reach home at 11pm but then we went for supper plak. Enough for the day...

Friday, had our lunch at Bukit Bintang with Din, Shahrul, Mazri, Nisa, Rozie and Arie. Then, shopping for a while for Jazim's birthday. Went home at 4pm... Kemas2 rumah skit then went for volleyball training in Titiwangsa at 7.30pm. Played till 11pm... damn! I'm tired!!.. Home... then ZZzzzzzzzz.... Saturday just lazying in the house while watching Juara Lagu 2005.. Sunday afternoon, we had a volleyball session at MBSA.. Had tea at 'Kedai Kopi' taman tasik Shah Alam. Back home then ZZZzzzzzzzzzz....... Another training on Monday Night...


Personals...
I went out with one guy on Saturday night for a drink. We went to Jalan Doraisamy stalls... From our conversations that night, i can see that he's quite an ambitious person i must say. Everything has been planned very well although a few sounds not achievable but talking to him make me wanna do the same thing.. have visions in life, if i could put it that way.. :p we talked hours.. from 10pm up till 2am.. about 4 hours facing the same person.. luckily, he doesnt bored me.. which most of the guys i've dated sumhow made me felt so... hehehe then, we went home.. Then, Andrew called me to say hi.. we talked on the phone about 1/2 an hour... he's a doctor in Pantai Medical Bangsar. Well, definitely he's not a malay... he's a chindian.. tall guy, quite fair but he isnt my type though.. hehehe after reading a few chapters of Sidney Sheldon's... then, zzzzzzz... Early morning i got a wake up call from Daniel asking me to join him for breakfast. I said ok but only for a while, i've netball tournament to go on that day. Had breakfast with him in Kg Baru, then off to Stadium Raja Muda for the netball tournament... Got to know him from a friend..since he's staying quite nearby, dats y i cant avoid him.. katanyer... Good looking, straight long hair, well build body.. n i dun know y the heck is he attracted to me... uhuhhh! what more..... Layaaaannnnn jer laa..... :p

Lately, i can feel that i dun get enough rest and sleep. Too many activities including on the weekends. my eyes begin to sore, eyebags circle...dry skin... I need rest but... cant afford too ['_']. I'm committed... sighhh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-114069357866373310?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/114069357866373310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=114069357866373310' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114069357866373310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/114069357866373310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/02/its-been-while.html' title='Its been a while...'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113763967418570865</id><published>2006-01-19T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T11:01:14.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Tips on How To Ask Someone Out~</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hmmm.... Surfing the singles scene can be an extremely time consuming and often frustrating pursuit of love, especially if you are unsure about how to make the first step.  (I've been thru many2 times :p)
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;While I can't give you a "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;magic formula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" that guarantees success every single time, I can give you some basic guidelines on how to proceed (based on my experiences &amp; sum research I must say), and hopefully succeed!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When you see someone you would like to ask out, the first barrier you'll need to overcome is actually starting a conversation with them. This stage is a lot easier for women than it is for guys. This is the most tricky area as first impressions count - a lot! Guys are almost always just automatically interested when a girl comes to talk to them. Women, however, are not. They usually make up their mind on whether they want anything to do with you almost before you even open your mouth. Therefore, the first step, and this goes for both males and females, in asking someone out is to be presentable and project confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Presentation and Confidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;People very often make pre-judgements on whether you are, or aren't their type by how you are dressed and how you look overall. If they perceive that you are, for want of better wording, on a lower level than them, it can be a very difficult objection to overcome. One rather extreme example of this would be if you were dressed as a punk with a mohawk, nose ring and all the accessories that go with that image, and you tried to approach a person who was dressed in a fairly expensive business suit that oozed sophistication, it would be very unlikely that you would stand any chance at all with getting to know them. It's not that there is anything wrong with the way that you look, but its more that they don't feel that you are an appropriate "match" for them. The above example really just serves to illustrate a point: approach someone that looks like they may have a something in common with you by their dress and appearance.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The second thing I mentioned above, is confidence. Without it, you are more likely to make a fool out of yourself than start a relationship.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now that you have selected your "target", the next step is to actually talk to them. The first piece of advice I would give you on this is to forget every "canned" pick up line or approach. The whole thing could fall apart right here if you flub the conversation starter.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selecting A Conversation Starter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;One approach in selecting a conversation starter is to really look at the person and find something interesting about them, and then comment or ask them about it. When doing this, take the time to really notice them. Look at things like their mood and personality. Are they happy and outgoing, or bored and shy? If they are looking around the room, what kind of things catch their eye? Are they wearing something, or carrying something, that would give you a clue about their interests? The better you do this, the better your chances of striking up a really good conversation with them. The more they perceive that you have in common with them, the greater the potential success of your approach, both short and long term!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;
When you do go and talk to them, however, try to be as original as possible and choose a topic that you have some knowledge and/or interest in. Be careful not to betray your lack of knowledge of what you are talking about or come across as stupid. This is where confidence also plays a huge part. Also, if during the course of the conversation, they ask you a question that you know nothing about, have the confidence in yourself to let them know. Don't try to bluff your way through it.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Another thing to remember is to be yourself. Don't try to impress them by being something you are not, or by showing them something you think they want to see. Show them who you really are. The strongest and deepest bonds are built upon honesty and integrity. People often instinctively know if you are putting on a facade or not. Whether they choose to recognise that they know is another story. However, at some point sooner or later, they will!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Approaching A Person With A Group Of Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;If you are in a bar or club, the person you are interested in is very often with a group of friends. The introduction of a group of friends makes things a little trickier :-) The potential for embarrassment is obviously a lot higher than when you are approaching someone on their own and the group interaction adds a few more variables into the equation.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The ideal situation would be to pick your moment carefully, when the person is alone, or at least when they are slightly seperated from the rest of the group, even if it is only by a foot or so. Good timing is a distinct advantage here, as you also want to make sure that you do not interupt something they are saying, or listening to. If such a moment does not readily present itself, then you may have to go in and introduce yourself in front of, or to the group as a whole. If that is the case, then survey the group and select some conversation starters as before. Also, don't be afraid to talk to the group as a whole. Bare in mind that if it doesn't work out with the person you were originally interested in talking to, there maybe someone else in the group that is a better match for you.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Now, I know this is not going to be easy at first and it is something you are bound to make mistakes with. As with most things worthwhile, however, practice does improve results. Don't be afraid to go in and fall flat on your face a few times. Whatever happens, surely it is better than to not have made a move and wonder what might have been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm just giving some ideas. No harm trying aight...!! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113763967418570865?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113763967418570865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113763967418570865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113763967418570865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113763967418570865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/01/tips-on-how-to-ask-someone-out.html' title='~Tips on How To Ask Someone Out~'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113749056674106225</id><published>2006-01-17T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:36:06.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of the day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/hearts_1152hu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/hearts_1152hu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"The bad things in life open your eyes to the good things you weren't paying attention to before."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"What is more important to you the love you share, the memories you have or the lover? Give love a chance to swallow you up. Don't just think it will happen in a instant, it will suprise you before you know it, but it will be the most rewarding experience you will ever have."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Who shall say that the maiden so pretty and fair shall always have the greater man; and the ogre who walks to the beat of thundering clouds will never find her prince?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"Beginnings are usually scary, endings are usually sad, but the middle is what really counts!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113749056674106225?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113749056674106225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113749056674106225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113749056674106225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113749056674106225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/01/thoughts-of-day.html' title='Thoughts of the day!!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113748967540102756</id><published>2006-01-17T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T17:24:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yeah i know... its 17th days after new year.. hehehe.. doesnt really matter though.. Well, talking about new year.. which always come with a resolution (AZAM baru katanyer... owh.. Azam Jersey No 3..teringat plak kt dier.. hehehe) My 2006 resolutions? how to put it in words yea... (actually senang jer.. sajer bg blog ni pjg skit..heheh) hmmm.. actually its been 3 years in a row with the same resolution.. since it still not achieveable..hehehe.. guess what?! none other than to slim down... :D ahaks! Other than that, I wanna improve myself.. be it financially, as a person, and as one of good muslimah.. simply because i want to make this world a better place to live.. It has to starts from a person aight... hopefully... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This month has been quite hectic for me (as at 17th Jan).. lotsa things to be done.. Oh ya! i've got injured.. my right leg got cracked fractured somehow while playing volleyball.. really gotta get a new shoes.. (and dats because am wearing improper shoes... ) this is a 2nd injury related to foot.. Dr's advise not to play at least a month.. but i've started playing already hehehe.. (skit2.. giaaan laaa...) and everytime after the game..i started to look for the ice.. damn! it still hurts... (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm moving out end of this month 28th to Nisa's house in Keramat. I know.. its quite far from my workplace..but, am looking for a new job in KL now... besides, mmg tgh sakit hati giler dgn my boss.. Simply wanna put blame on me after he was the one who gave the wrong information to be communicate with the end user.. heeee... geramnyerrr.. its been 2 years i've tolerate with his attitude..and all this while, i dont make any noise.. but the other day, i had enough.. I've started to raise my voice too.. and told him, i cant tolerate this anymore.. Guess he never sees me get angry.. I can feel the heat over my face.. tahan marah punyer pasal.. suara pun dah bergetar.. ended up, he came up and said, "hehehhe.. i'm sorry.. miscommunication jer tuuu.." boley?! uhuuhhh sabar jerlah.. and......susahnyer nk dpt keje.. iskkk, iskkk...uwaaaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Last saturday, i hanged out with Naz.. (Nazli..) We had drinks at titiwangsa since i was there for training.... naaa.. to watch my friends playing actually.. :( he came around 8.35pm.. we talked about lotsa things.. work, hobbies.. families..interests..life and stuff. He seems pretty interesting to get hook with.. till further notice.. bnyk lg kena explore dier nie.. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113748967540102756?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113748967540102756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113748967540102756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113748967540102756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113748967540102756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-year.html' title='New Year!!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113540013128758968</id><published>2005-12-24T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T12:55:31.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/21-10-05_1710.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/21-10-05_1710.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yeahhh... I know..I know... its been a while i did not updates my blog.. i was busy with work and sport activities.. especially after both the annual dinners. Believe it or not, i'm home by 12am++ almost everyday including the weekends. gheezzz.. i wish i had more time.. :p hehehe For the friends that i've sumhow didnt get to call or sms, please forgive me.. am not forgettin any of u.. u guys are always in my prayer even though we're not in touch. so, still frenz?! q=) alrite... now, the stories....

&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;ACS Retro 70's Nights (25th November 2005)&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There were 300++ attendees during the night. It was awesome.. the games.. performances and the peoples itself was happening. Feel like i was in 70's party. Almost everyone dressed according to the theme (Retro 70's). Polka dot... afro hairstyle.. big sunglasses... bell bottom pants..glittering belts... fuh!! kellleeesss gituuuu... and the best part, we also have a game called fear factor.. seriously, it was fun.. for the females, they have to carry a big snake around their neck while taking out the gems from the bowl which full of the snakes too.. i mean, the smaller one.. :p eeeee... luckily, i wasnt at my place the time they called out the names.. hahahha ha, the males have to eat the 'ulat' without using their hands and its a lot.. goshh!! Uweeekkk! am almost vommitted when i saw them ate it.. they really2 oversome the fear.. cool! Tabik spring gue.. =p Well, the winners announced.. had a good dinner, good food.. variety choices i must say.. Oh ya, almost forgot to tell u the venue.. It was held in Armada Hotel, PJ.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Check out the photos in my fotopages)&lt;/em&gt;

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Urban Spikerz Gala Nite 2005 (10th December 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
The nite was fantastic! Everyone co-operated and committed especially all the Gala Nite's Committees.. The opening show by Nisa, Nazim, Awang, Zaki &amp; Halim was brilliant. Hey, U guys are really a good dancer.. (mcm tgk konsert Janet Jackson tauu!) mmg kelllaaass 18 diorg nih.. ;) Had a good laugh all nite with DD as an MC (mmg sesuwaiiiii..) it was superb. Participations for the games was outstanding too.. there was Limbo Rock, Queen of Sheba, Pear eating contest and Superhero... semua ala2 sporting gituh! Go, Go, Chaiyok!! The games handled by Nazim, Zaki &amp; me. We had four karaoke sessions and 2 performances by Daniel, which one of it was a duo performance with me.. yeah ME! hehehe.. Ala2 Mariah Carey &amp;amp; Whitney houston, since i was Mariah Carey (tulen bang..), Daniel happens to be Whitney.. wanna see how 'Whitney Houston' looks like?! hehehe.. check diz out: (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://charmed29.fotopages.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://charmed29.fotopages.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; ). P/s: Have u ever seen how's 'Mariah Carey' had forgotten her lyrics?! hehehe.. well, it happened on the gala nite.. ahaks! :p (Malu gilerrr.. tp buat tak tau jerrr..) kekekeke oh ya, we had awards giving as well.. the categories are: Mulut Laser Urban (Winner, Mazri), Mulut Kecoh Urban (Din), Hyper Aktif Urban (Nazim), Urban's Favourite (Jazim) &amp; Drama Queen Urban (Din &amp;amp; Azha).. The winners voted by the members of the club through an e-mail &amp; sms.. (mcm anugerah skrin gituh) hehehe Gift exchanged session took place after the awards giving ceremony.. Each one of us have to bring a nicely wrapped gift to be given to the lucky person whose name been drew at the registration counter during arrival. The gift idea was good.. at least each one of us got sumthing as a token to bring home.. :) As I'm part of the Gala Nite's Committee, i would like to extent my gratitude to all especially the committees for make it happened even though with minor technical problems &amp;amp; communication breakdowns ere and there, the show still move on COOL beb!. Not to forget, all the sporting attendees on the Gala Nite! Here We GO!!! Cheersss!

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Lately...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
I'm kinda sick &amp; tired of people who just dont seems to understand that i juz wanna be juz frenz with them. I dun get it why they have to ask again &amp;amp; again to be more than frenz.. I've tell it straight... but still.. what more can i do.. Actions speaks louder than words?! yeah... i've done that too.. but these peopls keep pushing.. uhuh!! stressed me out man! I wish i could be more considerate on this.. its not easy to please everyone.. If can, i dont wanna hurt anyone.. Maybe i dun sounds serious enuf for them to understand me.. Oh my... I hope i can handle this going on.. Go with the flow eina......... ['~']

&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sports Activities..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
Besides volleyball, netball and futsal, now i'm learning how to play softball pulak.. heheh.. Interesting game I must say.. We had a softball class last monday night at Mazri's house handled by Nisa. Who was there? Nasir, Mazri, Sarah, Arie, Wadi, Jazim, Eiz, Awang, Rozi &amp; Me. The lessons was good, so do the food... (sume kt situ mcm more towards the food jek) hehehe Well, Learning new things really excites me. Today evening, Nisa asking us to watch a softball game in UKM, Bangi.. to see how the game really is.. as i'm working, not sure whether i'll be able to be there by 5pm. Hmm... We're gonna have another class next week, yet to be confirm anyway. Oh ya, we had Volleyball Friendly match against Ampang Puteri hospital last Thursday for both Mens &amp;amp; Ladies team. Ladies won the game, while mens played 5 games. They had a good fight.. am not so sure how many games they've won.. but doesnt matter.. its just a friendly match. ;)

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
I've met Hex at Mamak Restaurant nearby my house. Met him for the 1st time.. He's working in Ipoh, he came down to KL for his Master's registration in UiTM. He is KL-ian, but he prefers to be in Ipoh..KL is jammed up wif peoples &amp; cars besides high cost of living.. Yeah, tell me about it! phewwwww!! hehehe Hmm.. about him, he's funny at times...He dont talk nonsense.. and the bottom line is i really2 enjoyed talking to him. After the meeting, I headed straight to One Utama for bowling wif frenz.. Been there at 9.10pm, but only managed to get a parking at 9.50.. gheezze.. ppls doin a last minute X'mas shopping i guess. We bowled until 12.30am then went to Rasta in TTDI for supper. Left the place at 2.15am, reached home at 2.30am..&amp;amp; owh MAN!! am working tomorrow... fuh! :p
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113540013128758968?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://charmed29.fotopages.com/' title='Updates!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113540013128758968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113540013128758968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113540013128758968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113540013128758968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/12/updates.html' title='Updates!!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113281827167632177</id><published>2005-11-24T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:45:41.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Annual Dinners~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;There's two dinners coming up. Aside for the company's annual dinner which will be held this Friday, our club-Urban Spikerz will be having one as well on the 10th Dec'05. Am kinda busy preparing for those functions as I'm part of the event committee for both. Guess what's the theme for ACS Annual Dinner this year?! Its Retro 70's!! afro..bell bottom.. polka dot.. huhhuhu. can't imagine myself wearing those.. hehehe I'll be singing again this year... A song by Joan Jett "I Hate Myself For Loving You". ;) Hope things goes well. As for the Urban Spikerz Dinner, the theme is just simple. "Black &amp; White"...Mix and match stuff.. kinda cool, cos I've many clothes that suits the theme.. hey, its money saving d'uh... ahaks!! Nazim, Zaki &amp;amp; me handling the entertainment activities for the night. Proposed few things during the meeting last tuesday night over dinner with other part of the committees.. So, we gonna have another discussion amongst us regards to the dinner. Lets make it happen!! q=) Am still thinking, who should I invite to be my dates for the dinner. Few on my list.....haven't shorlisted any.. (sounds like too many 'calon2nyer' huh!) hehehe Well, thats for me to know... :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/Ina_kecik_dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Last year ACS Annual Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Me &amp; My Cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;day &amp; Saturday I'm off from work. Its Thanksgiving!! I dont celebrate this occasion, but this is my public holiday ya'all since I was born in US.. Ooopsss!! correction, working under US team.. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Bowling Tournament!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yeah.. I play bowling.. but am not that good though. Just for fun. Neway, its on this weekend, Sunday 27th Nov'05. The organizer? who else?! None other than Miss Nisa from the one and only club, The Urban Spikerz! hehehe (you guys must be thinking, my life has been occupied with this club all the time..) hehehe dats how I'm ALIVE! ah-ha, dont make any conclusion.. I do have other activities, but its excites me to talk more about stuff relates to the club.. :p My group are led by Shahrul..the rest, Zaidie, Nazim &amp; ME.. Hopefully we get something in this tourney. Oh ya, the prizes will be given out during the Annual Dinner.. Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;~Its a busy day for me..lotsa things to be done by today~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113281827167632177?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113281827167632177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113281827167632177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113281827167632177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113281827167632177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/annual-dinners.html' title='~Annual Dinners~'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113264704446506224</id><published>2005-11-22T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T15:12:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the weekends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Friday, 18th November 2005&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/strong&gt;Went to work as usual... Busy day I must say.. Get the things done. Left the office at 5.30pm then went to fetch CT at Kelana Jaya LRT. Heading home.... Bad traffic.. but manage to get home at 6.20pm though. I'm catching up with the chinese series on TV3 "The 'W' Files".. hehehe After the series, get ready for volleyball session at 8pm. Left the house at 7.45pm.. Not many of them were there though.. juz nice to form two teams ++ or to be precise 14th of us was there... We played as usual... with a nice weather.. we had fun playing. time flies.. its already 11pm.. Left the court and reach home at 11.40pm.. bathed then ZZzzzzzz.......

&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Saturday, 19th November 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;
Woke up at 7.00am.. its Dobi time.. hehehe.. then, just clearing up the house ere and there.. yg mana sempat jer.. :p Left to work at 8am. Well, am on half day leave today.. get the work done.. not so though.. its Saturday for God's sake.. hehehe left the office at 12.15pm.. got home.. get ready for open house in Serdang. Drove to Sarah's house and park at her house. We're goin to Serdang with Abg Chik. Very very bad traffic along the MRRII.. gheezz.. everyone was hungry to the max.. we left wangsa maju at 2.30pm.. and we act reach Serdang at 4pm!! What a blast! When we got there.. Nazim, Pian and few of Eiz's friends were already there.. Well, they had their meal.. its our turn. :p I had soto and mee bandung muar shared with Sarah. The food was lovely.. we were there till 7pm.. Reach home at 8.30pm.. damn.. was sooooo tired.. guess it was becos of the long journey... I've slept off at 10pm.....

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, 20th November 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Open house again.. this time was in Rozi's house. Luckily her house just nearby mine. Left the house at 12.50pm heading to Aziz house in Kelana Jaya to fetch him. Reach Rozi's hse at 1.50pm. Sarah, Mazri, Nisa, Eiz and Kodeng was already there..we had lunch &amp; chatting like we always do. :p Talk about lotsa stuff. Then, Lan Pa'wan came over. We kinda had a photo session for a while.. pose..pose.. heheh.. Nazim and Wadi came after that. Mazri &amp; the gang left, while me and Aziz accompany Nazim &amp;amp; Wadi. Left Rozi's house at 3.45pm. Sent Aziz to the Curve then, heading home. Was soooooo tired.. I just need to take a rest...uhuuh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113264704446506224?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113264704446506224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113264704446506224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113264704446506224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113264704446506224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-to-weekends.html' title='Back to the weekends!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113230140203402595</id><published>2005-11-18T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T16:10:02.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts.. Reason why people falling in love..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What made you fall in love with your partner?
&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1: Their personality
2: Their romantic nature
3: The affection towards their partner
4: The respect they've shown their partner
5: Everything!
6: Their physical features
7: Their sense of humor
8: The friendship they share
9: A sense of bonding between each other
10: Their partner provides a sense of security&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Does this make senses?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113230140203402595?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113230140203402595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113230140203402595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113230140203402595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113230140203402595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-thoughts-reason-why-people-falling.html' title='My thoughts.. Reason why people falling in love..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113229489429952205</id><published>2005-11-18T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T14:29:35.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter &amp; The Goblet Of Fire..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Before I starts with the Harry Potter thingy, just before I went for the movie.. Khairi PM me thru the Yahoo Messenger saying..&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khairi&lt;/strong&gt;: Tgh mogok ker? Lama giler senyap?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I was like ... :-?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; uiksss! I ke mogok?! bukan U ker yg senyap? Look who's talking..
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khairi:&lt;/strong&gt; :p
&lt;strong&gt;Khairi:&lt;/strong&gt; I rase pening.. cam nk demam pun ade.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Laaa.. ye ker? tak mkn ubat? Then, how u're goin to drive back?
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khairi:&lt;/strong&gt; takpela... blk nnt boleh trus tido jer....laaagi best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/khairi%20fries%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/khairi%20fries%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This is Khairi..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/khairi%20fries%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The conversation continues on the phone. I called him since I'm leaving the office. Bla...blaa.. nuthing much to share here though.. just a normal conversation between a friend who concern about her friend who is sick.. :) End of conversation.
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I went and watched it yesterday at the GSC One Utama with Bear and my cousin Gee. Bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/16-11-05_1933.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/16-11-05_1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;managed to get the ticket for 6.20pm show. Luckily me and Gee was able to be there on time. The movie was quite slow at the beginning before the actual adventures of Harry Potter begins. With all the magical stuffs and weirdo's and so the beauty of the "backdrops", I really find it amazing. Even though I've closed my eyes at times where I find there are few characters which I believed have the weird and scary face.. hehehe but, I was able to catch up the stories ok.. :p Left the cinema at 9.20pm.. Drove back home... Laypark for a while at the mamak stall nearby the house with my cousin then, heading home.. Sent her back..reached home at 10.30pm. (Its Bear on the right!)
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&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Nazim called while I was driving home from the mamak stall asking which cinema I went and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/nazim.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/nazim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;watch the Harry Potter.. I said, I'm with a friend of mine and my cousin watched it in GSC One Utama. He felt quite 'terkilan' and 'terasa' as our other friends went to watch the Harry Potter without him and he thought I was with them. Be patient kay dear... Am sure they have forgotten to ask you along or they might have other reason of not telling you..but hey, I can company you for the movie if you want. ;) Just dont feel bad about it kay! wink2!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113229489429952205?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113229489429952205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113229489429952205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113229489429952205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113229489429952205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-potter-goblet-of-fire.html' title='Harry Potter &amp; The Goblet Of Fire..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113221635426429177</id><published>2005-11-17T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T16:32:37.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Little..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/lin%20wif%20cap.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/lin%20wif%20cap.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Yeah.. Its the movie!! hehehe.. I went to watch the &lt;strong&gt;"Chicken Little"&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday evening with "Bear" at GSC One Utama. Our very 1st so called date. Everything went well. The movie.. yeah the movie is nice, fun and even though the casts is the 'cartoon' character but hey.. worth the money I must say. The story line is quite impressive. Overall the stories is about the love within the family and friends... understanding each other, how important to TRUST the people who close to u, loyalty and stuff. I was in tears.. I mean on certain scene that really touched my heart... hey, that shows how sensitive (innerself) I have.. ahaks! :p well... luckily, Bear didnt realize it.. Too bad Bear.. hehehe After the movie, we went for a drink at the Kluang's Station, Lower Ground Floor. Chatted for a while...he's quite talkative, so I do the listening job mostly.. there cant be two people talking at the same time right.. hehehe I left at 7.50pm as I need to go home and fetch mom and we're going to Auntie Nor's open house. Reached home at 8.10pm, and there I saw mom standing right in front of my gates waiting.. I better hurry before the 'deejay' starts to mumble...hehehe.. Changed to proper attire, then drove mom and CT to Auntie Nor's house. We had 'Laksa Kedah'...Damn good cook. The food is marvellous. I was there till 9.10pm then rush back to the house fetch my cousin and guess where we're goin?! to the volley.. yeah, VOLLEYBALL! I'm kinda not feeling well yest but, hey what the heck...I still wanna play.. hehehe Left Titiwangsa court at 11.30pm then reached home at 12.00am. Bathed, took my medicine.. and lying down on my bed reading.. then..ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz...... (Flying to US) :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113221635426429177?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113221635426429177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113221635426429177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113221635426429177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113221635426429177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/chicken-little.html' title='Chicken Little..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113203763985927951</id><published>2005-11-15T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T15:38:38.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#ffa5b2;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a Romantic Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffdbe0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/romantic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For you, kissing is all about feeling the romanceYou love to kiss under the stars or by the seaThe perfect kiss involves the perfect moodIt's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 30% Addicted to Blogthings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cbf3ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howaddictedtoblogthingsareyouquiz/blog-girl.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, so you know how to take and post a Blogthing. But you're no addict. (Hey, this quiz *proves* it!)For you, Blogthings is more of a healthy habit.At least, that's what you tell yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How Addicted To Blogthings Are You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Social&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/social.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are helpful, friendly, and trustworthy.Your talents lie in teaching, nursing, giving information, and solving social problems.
You would make an excellent:
Counselor - Dental Hygienist - LibrarianNurse - Parole Officer - Personal TrainerPhysical Therapist - Social Worker - Teacher
The worst career options for your are realistic careers, like truck driver or farmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart Is Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/pink.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren't.Each time you fall in love, it's like falling for the first time.
Your flirting style: Coy
Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park
Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant
What you bring to relationships: Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.
In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.
You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.
You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.
Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.
You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it.
In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#b9d3ee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are honest and direct. You tell it like it is.You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.Your friends tend to be a as quirky as you are - which is saying a lot!You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: September 28&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a Type A personality so big it makes other Type A's shrink away in shame.You never shy away from adversity - and you love to tackle impossible problems.Failure is not an option for you, and more than a few people are put off by your ego.You tend to be controlling, and you hate leaving anything up to chance.
Your strength: Your bold approach to life
Your weakness: You don't accept help
Your power color: Bronze
Your power symbol: Pyramid
Your power month: October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You fall in love quickly and easily. And very often.
You tend to give more than take in relationships.
You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.
You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.
You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cddeff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Summer Ride is a Beetle Convertible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ebf2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/beetle-convertible.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fun, funky, and a little bit euro.You love your summers to be full of style and sun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Summer Ride?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/fantasy-lover.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you.
You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorableEven a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's lifeBy giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.
Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives.Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours.No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e1e1e1;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#e1e1e1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/blue.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are dependable, popular, and observant.Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.
You are unique, creative, and expressive.You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while.And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The World's Shortest Personality Test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#fea7b6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kissing Purity Score: 60% Pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffced6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/kiss3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For you, kissing isn't a casual thing
Lip to lip action makes your heart sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kissing Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113203763985927951?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113203763985927951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113203763985927951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113203763985927951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113203763985927951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113203318374039387</id><published>2005-11-15T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T13:58:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday (12th November 2005)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Guess what.. I'm having fever.. Was on MC on that day. The doctor gave me vitamins, cough syrup and few other pills that related to the fever I guess but aint goin nowhere.. its gettin worst though. I was alone in the house, since my cousin went for outstation on only will be back on wednesday. Called up my friend CT to come over on sunday and accompany me for this 4 days. I was lying down on the sofa for the whole day after took the medicine...at about 10pm, I've remembered that Khairi suppose to confirm with me for the Sunday events. He said there will be an open house on Sunday and he was asking me a favour (Thursday night) to help around for the food preparations. I have no problems with that. But, he didnt call or sms me though. Then, I called him at 11.45pm to find out. He was at the snooker center...feel like disturbing, I have told him that I will call him later..but then, I have forgotten the main reason I called him earlier.. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday (13th November 2005)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/lin%20&amp;%20mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/lin%20%26%20mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sunday morning, I woke up early in case he (Khairi) still need my assistances for his open house..but no calls though. Guess he might have someone elses helping him out... frustrated? naaa... why should I.. Its ok for me, not a big deal.. I'll be glad if I could help out but all of suddens he kept quiet as if nothing makes me wondering.. erkkk...forget about this.. its aint goin nowhere.. Then, I went to my mom's house which is opposite mine..:p to help her out doing the preparations for the open house. So happen, my neighbour is also inviting us for her open house. So, we went there and had a barbeque..back to mom's house settled few things..then, my friend Zahar and Fakri came to the (mom's) house. We had so called lunch together.. Mom's 'meehoon soup' is the best.. After a while chit chatting.. and as usual, Zahar is the Man of the day.. He luvs to tease peoples.. Believe me, if u talk to him.. am sure U'll be laughing all day long.. :p Oh ya, after the 'talks' me and Fakri went to my friends (ema) open house in Loke Yew. It was 3pm. There were too many food... Ive been forced to eat..uhuh.. then, about 4pm, CT called up.. she almost reach KL sentral. So, we went there to fetch her.. Since she wants to go to her friends open house in Kerinchi at 7pm..we decided to go and hangout in Midvalley b4 the next 'events'.. hehehe. Well, nuthing much in Mid Valley.. juz buzzing around.. "cuci mata" and stuff.. we left the Mid Valley at 6.45pm heading straight to Kerinchi. FOOD again.. Oh my.. I'm almost vommited...and bcause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;of too many foods, I get the fever again that night. gheeeezz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday (14th November 2005)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/tudung%20pink%20gitu.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/tudung%20pink%20gitu.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Its my offday... lazying around the house. CT not goin to work as well... she's having stomach ache...ate too much.. or too many foods..whatever it is.. we're facing the same problem.. I had an interview with KASK Access Inc. at 10.30am. Almost get the job...but they need the people urgently.. as for my side, I have to give a one month notice plus..the bonus will be out only by mid next month..unless they (KASK) are willing to pay me the bonus, I will definitely take the offer.. hehehe.. After the interview, heading straight to home sweet home... on the way back, Nisa called..asking me whether I'm free. Well, yeah am free...she said she's coming over to my house to fetch me... guess where we went?! TV3 just to take the semi finals Juara Lagu tickets.. Nisa and few of our friends are going for the Ballads Category semi finals on the Wednesday.. Went for lunch in OneUtama with Zul along since his office is nearby. Called Nazim at 1.30pm asking whether he wants to join us for bowling at BSC (Bangsar Shopping Ctr) later.. He said he might join us a bit later since he's goin for the haircut and lunch. We reached the BSC at 3pm. Played 3 games.. what? my score? hehehe.. am not that good in bowling.. 1st frame was 108, 2nd was 102 and the third was quite good.. 142.. we left the BSC at 4.30pm.. Nisa left us at Jalan Ipoh, then me and CT took a bus heading home.. uhuuuh..damn tired. I should've drive earlier.. :p Reached home at 5.40pm.. bathed, pray and layparking on the sofa.. Gotta prepare for volleyball if the weather is good. Got sms'es from Nisa and Mazri saying that the weather is good. Left the house at 7.30pm after Maghrib. Yes.. I drove to the court.. ;) Played until 10.30pm..under the rain. the weather aint that good once I've reached the court but all of us decided to play though since everyone was there.. yeah I know.. thats the main reason why my fever havent recover.. its gettin worst today.. I'll be goin to the clinic again later in the evening.... Frenz, pray for me yeah as U are always in my prayer.. q=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113203318374039387?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113203318374039387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113203318374039387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113203318374039387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113203318374039387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/weekends.html' title='Weekends.....'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113152312922627696</id><published>2005-11-09T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T16:02:50.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Topics Of The Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/ATTFF4G8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/ATTFF4G8.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;          Everyone assumes that being in love is that top-of-the world feeling that never fades. What so many don't realize that, while it's a great, wonderful feeling - a chemistry that works like magic just for the two of you, a special aura that cocoons you from the rest of the world, it has it setbacks too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;          When you love someone so much, it can really hurts when things aren't going right between the two of you. The quarrels, when they come, are terrible. You are so naked and vulnerable to be hurt. They know exactly how to hurt you. The agony of waiting for the mails that doesn't arrive, the words, which are no longer said, the time and the hug that isn't there for you anymore. And when they smile in someone else's direction and not yours, your insides hurt like hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Storm is a mild expression when lovers quarrel. Jealousy, when it raises its ugly head, is uglier than you thought. Hurled accusations and more hit the walls when you feel insecure. Threatened by the possible loss of that love you've been able to count on for so long. The time for making up is also a time when a small part of you dies within. Your dignity and your self-esteem suffer a severe blow in that lovers' quarrel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;          Yet you want no one else. It's their arms that you still want around you. It's their murmured words of love you long to hear. It's finally them too, you want to spent the rest of your years with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113152312922627696?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113152312922627696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113152312922627696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113152312922627696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113152312922627696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/topics-of-day.html' title='Topics Of The Day!!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113152032567804106</id><published>2005-11-09T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T15:29:56.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Reasons Why Ladies Today Are Still Single...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/bikini%20bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. The nice men are ugly.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. The handsome men are not nice.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. The handsome and nice men are gay.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4. The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think we are only after their money.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;7. The handsome men without money are after our money.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough.
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money, are cowards.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;10. The men who are somewhat handsome,somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!!
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative. NOW, WHO THE HELL UNDERSTANDS MEN? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it's our jobto stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TO SMART WOMEN WHO NEED A LAUGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;TO THE GUYS WHO THINK THEY CAN HANDLE IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113152032567804106?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113152032567804106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113152032567804106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113152032567804106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113152032567804106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/top-reasons-why-ladies-today-are-still.html' title='Top Reasons Why Ladies Today Are Still Single...'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113150658923837092</id><published>2005-11-09T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T11:23:09.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/ATTUOOHQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/400/ATTUOOHQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;          To whoever who reads this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I just love to motivates people and to give something or some words that might inspire them in any ways (if they are.. :p), well maybe I am just motivating myself as well.. hehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;          Okay, back to the thoughts.. Just because something good ends doesn't mean something better won't begin... We won't know until it happens and pass us by. As peoples always say.. Learn from the elders, cos they might or shall I say they have experienced something that we'll never come across or faced it before. Well, Those who play the 'game' DO NOT SEE it as clearly as those who watch it, and those who watch it DO NOT FEEL the 'game' as those who play. A lil bit catchy huh! :p And the thing we should learn as we go through the journey of this beautiful life is we shouldn't repeat the chapters for the ending of the stories that never changed..we should be able to realize that..aren't we..?! Last but not least, a words of wisdom... Not everything that is faced can be changed, but nothing can be changed until it is faced! Bare that in mind... ;) wink2! q=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113150658923837092?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113150658923837092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113150658923837092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113150658923837092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113150658923837092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-nice-to-be-important-but-its-more.html' title='It&apos;s nice to be important, but it&apos;s more important to be nice'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113150535434963014</id><published>2005-11-09T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T11:02:34.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Eyes Swollen... Uwaaaa!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/02-10-05_0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/02-10-05_0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;My right eye is swollen since monday morning.. Uhuh.. and u guys know why? because I've watched this hindi movie called Kal Ho Na Ho on Sunday night.. Damn, this movie is soooooo sad and touching.. I was crying like nobody's business.. Yeah, I guess because I'm all alone watching the movie, then all the sad memories came across my mind at the same time.. soooo into it.. and thats where it all started. The next morning, guess what I get.. The Swollen Eyes.. Well, luckily I'm not working on Monday.. till today, my right eye is still swollen and in pain. Too much tears I guess. :p ahaks! Oh ya... I was laughing at myself on monday morning remembering how I cried on sunday night juz bcos of the movie.. hehehe Shouldn't be... :p Its a boring day today... Lotsa works to be done but the system is down.. and I dont have anything to do since all my tasks relate to that f***ing system.. not that bad though.. at least I can write in my blog.. hehehe Something worth to do to get rid of the boredom of course.. q=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113150535434963014?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113150535434963014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113150535434963014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113150535434963014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113150535434963014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-eyes-swollen-uwaaaa.html' title='My Eyes Swollen... Uwaaaa!!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113143339898340410</id><published>2005-11-08T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T15:03:18.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Girls Dream..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/TAJ%20MAHAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/TAJ%20MAHAL.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Got this from one of the site which has been posted by my friend. Just would like to share this with You.. Yeah.. YOU. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;1. Get kissed in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2. Have that one hott kiss where your pressed against the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3. Have a guy that thinks you're the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;4. Have a guy that holds on as long as possible when giving hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;5. A guy that whispers he loves you in your ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;6. Have that moment where you just gaze into eachother's eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;7. When you cry, he kisses your tears away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;8. When you're not with your guy he's all that you can think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;9. Wearing his jacket and everytime you breath in, his scent surrounds you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;10. A guy who will watch any movie with you, no matter how teary eyed you may get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;11. A guy who squeezes your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;12. A guy that says he loves you and means it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;13. A guy that will play her favorite song outside her window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;14. A guy who is LOYAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;15. A guy that will sing to you no matter how bad he is at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;16. A guy that will kiss you on the forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;17. A guy that will call you beautiful or adorable...not hot, fine, or sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;18. A guy that will never judge you for how you look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;19. A guy that says cheezy stuff to you just to make u smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;20. A guy that is the same when he is with you and when with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;21. A guy that tells you everything HONESTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;22. A guy that is good with your family and introduces you to his family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;23. A guy that will always let you win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;24. A guy who stands up for you no matter who it is against&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;25. A guy who calls you at night just to say 'hi' and see how your day has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;26. A guy who tells you that your smile makes his day and makes everything better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;27. A guy who will sit on the phone with you when you're sad, even if you're quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;28. A guy who you can hangout and have fun with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;29. A guy that will just randonmly call you for no reason at all, just because he missed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;30. A guy who will hold your hand through the roughest parts of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;31. A guy who would love you forever no matter the circumstance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;32. A guy who wouldn't mind you wanting to get all dressed up and do your make up for him. Even if he says he likes you better without make up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;33. A guy who you can be yourself with and he will never give a care and would still tell you that you are amazing to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;34. A guy who runs his fingers through your hair, like he's washing your worries/troubles away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well, the reality is always the opposite of what we wants.. Guess it'll be forever just in a dreams.. like the title says.. so girls, keep on dreaming... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113143339898340410?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113143339898340410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113143339898340410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113143339898340410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113143339898340410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/every-girls-dream.html' title='Every Girls Dream..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113143246703585566</id><published>2005-11-08T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T14:47:47.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life After Love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;To recover from the lost love is ain't easy.. This is few tips.. specially listed by none other than ME, Myself &amp; I... I mean, this is what I do everytime I have lost my love... Be it been dumped or I've dumped the boy.. The after effect is almost the same... Hmm... So, you've found out that Mr. or Miss Right isn't the soul mate you've always dreamed about. Now what? The period of loss and pain doesn't have to extend on to an eternity of what ifs. After spending a few days wallowing in self-pity, you'll probably want to start making a few steps towards life after love. To help ease this transition, try a few of the following ideas.. it might helps.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1. Keep a daily journal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Letting loose on your emotions is a quick and self-healing way to recover from incidents of loss and pain. This is especially true of keeping a journal. Make a commitment to write for at least a few minutes every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;2. Learn at least one new thing a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Keep your mind busy with new information. Whether you decide to learn a new word or how to do something new on your computer, it will help you keep moving forward instead of looking back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3. Take a daily walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Get yourself out and about with a 20 to 30 minute walk. Just the constant, repetitive motion of moving your legs one after another is enough to help you put things in perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;4. Go out with yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Just because you are not attached to someone doesn't mean you can't enjoy going out. Think of it as a chance to go to all the places you've always wanted to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5. Develop a hobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe there is something you've always wanted to learn how to do. Now is the perfect opportunity to develop it! Try anything from bicycling, joining a walking club, sewing, bodyboarding or surfing, learning how to watercolor, or cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Well, if none of the above works... Maybe U should go for a Psychologist for a better advice... Am trying to help though...Experiences never fails to teach us something worth the journey..  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113143246703585566?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113143246703585566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113143246703585566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113143246703585566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113143246703585566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-after-love.html' title='Life After Love....'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113143142740367857</id><published>2005-11-08T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T14:35:22.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a life?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/ButterflyAtThe%20Aquarium1.55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/ButterflyAtThe%20Aquarium1.55.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Raya is over... It was my 1st time celebrating it without the loved ones... well, to be specific without my lovely sister who is in Kedah. Hmmm.. what were u thinking hah??! hehehe My dad is here in my brother's house. No celebration I supposed, everyone seems to be errr busy.. Never mind... On the 1st day Raya, I went to Khairi's house in Taman Sri Ampang... I was there for about 2 hours, and believe me he never stops bullied me in front of his parents.. uhuhhh! I was quite nervous though my cousin and my friend CT came along. Gheeezz, U guys would never believe this.. Why everything has to fall and dripping, and nothing seems going on right on that day.. Only God knows... By the way, enjoyed being there.. Such a loving family he have. His dad was cool and his mom is cute... :p After that 'tragic' episode of Raya, then we went for a movie.. (Salon) then, for a 2nd movie Zorro... and guess what, the movie (Salon) sucks! I cant believe it I've actually watched it.. huh, trust me its not worth to go and watch it in the cinema.. maybe I should just buy a VCD/DVD.. If only I knew (the movie is sucks!...) Anyway, after those movies marathon.. we went to karaoke.. been singing and singing..non-stop.. hey! we had fun !! ;) Guess, thats the end of it.. errr... I mean.. end of the 1st day Raya episode.. Now, I'm back to work! Goshhh!! Lotsa 'em..... go slow.. U go girl.. (I'm actually motivating myself.. heheh) P/s: I'm driving to work today.. hehehe.. (with no license.. :p) Thanked God, I'm here in the office safely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113143142740367857?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113143142740367857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113143142740367857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113143142740367857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113143142740367857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-life.html' title='What a life?!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113081643159951440</id><published>2005-11-01T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T11:51:06.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's with it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/ATTU15CH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/ATTU15CH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The questions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I knw it very well depends on the people involved and the reasons for the break up as well as the emotions involved after the termination of the relationship but in your view, do you think that it is wise to be friends with your ex? I am very much looking forward to yr responses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the answers was:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ayzeayem (10/29/2005 5:29:09 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; why not..unless u broke up cause of major gigantic fight..but for me when it is over it is over..keep your mind free and your feeligs clear..easy for you to go for next steps or relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me_badman (10/29/2005 7:33:11 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; Be friends with ur ex? Well, if both can diffentiate between friendship n relationship, n treat bygone as bygone, i don't see why cannot.. M in good terms with all my ex's - still can sit have drinks n chat everything including their new guy... M friends with my Kids' stepfather.. Hehehe.. It's all in d mind, depends on how we look at things.. Answer good enough for u dear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;budakmetro (10/29/2005 10:58:12 PM):&lt;/strong&gt; wise or not, will depends on how both parties handle their own emotions. If both can be matured and professional about it, then should not be a problem to become friends as long both parties know how to draw their emotional boundries. But from experience, not many ppl have that capabilities. If the emotional pressure is too much in being friends, why torture yourself. He or she is not the only friend that you have. If it helps not being friend with that guy for u to get over him/her, then dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mysabear (10/30/2005 7:50:07 AM):&lt;/strong&gt; my response is.. if u want a clean and good relationship with someone new... stay away from him. Be casual or write a hari raya card once a year.. no birthday cards tho. ur frens but ur not close just like ur old frens. if u keep him near in ur heart or mind .. ur gonna have a bad experience wiith anyone else.. trust me.. i hear too many tales of mr x or ms x. i think better be with someone rather than none but pls if he or she is wrong.. do leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;matt_in_kl (10/31/2005 12:17:02 AM):&lt;/strong&gt; sure, nothing wrong with that, if you ended it in a good way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;phreak_fish (10/31/2005 9:18:49 AM):&lt;/strong&gt; In response to your question. Remember that line,....."Hope we can be friends...." do u really mean it when u said it? can u 2 really be good friends, not let emotions cloud any actions or decisions u take? and when he or she has someone new, how would u react? it takes a strong person to go through all that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm... It keeps me thinking... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113081643159951440?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113081643159951440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113081643159951440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113081643159951440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113081643159951440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/whats-with-it.html' title='What&apos;s with it?'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113081390602710555</id><published>2005-11-01T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T10:58:26.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discussion over..</title><content type='html'>This is the question I've asked few of my friends and so do the answers given.

"When a guy calls you hot, he's looking at your body. When he says you're pretty, he's looking at your face. But, when a guy tells you that you're beautiful, he's looking at your heart."

A: mysabear (10/30/2005):  i'd always mention a gurl is beautiful n hot. so i look for both eh.. how sweet  heheeha

A: AFM (10/30/2005): I prefer a curvy gurl with a looks. Not to say a good look but someone who's sweet will do.

A: Xantia1988 (10/30/2005):  1st impression is always a look then go to the bod, but as u go along, U'll be looking at the heart.

Well, different peoples always come with the different opinion on something. Its the way we think. Aren't we..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113081390602710555?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113081390602710555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113081390602710555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113081390602710555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113081390602710555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/11/discussion-over.html' title='Discussion over..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113056269345572476</id><published>2005-10-29T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:28:31.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/angelback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/400/angelback.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build till the end."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Love is a noble act of self-giving, offering trust, faith, and loyalty. The more you love, the more you lose a part of yourself, yet you don't become less of who you are; you end up being complete with your loved ones."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;In my opinion, thats what love is all about. People need love the most when they deserve it the least. For myself now, I've lost my love. To regain it back is another story because the greatest ironies of life is having the right person at the wrong time, having the wrong person when the time is right and finding out that u love someone after that person walks out of ur sight.. I do feel lonely, miss that sumone, wanna be loved at times, but it all well kept in my heart. I should have been more careful. I was blinded by his halo, so i never notice the horns. I cant escape the thought of him even in my dreams he is there. Its not fair how he's gone, and how he's moving on so fast, while I'm still living in the past and that stops me from seeing other person. Been cheated? yeah.. but letting go of sumone dear to me is hard, but holding on to someone who doesnt even feel the same or the reality he's having sumone elses is much harder. Dont u think so? Giving up on him doesnt mean i'm weak! It only means that I'm strong enuf to let him go!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113056269345572476?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113056269345572476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113056269345572476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113056269345572476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113056269345572476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-is-love.html' title='What is love?'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055580588111894</id><published>2005-10-29T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:27:41.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Fast..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/PCDV0009.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/PCDV0009.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/PCDV0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I'm inviting few of my friends n to be specific my volleyball friends coming over to my house for 'buka puasa' this monday. Sudin, Nazim, Eiz, Aziz, Zaki, Din, Azhar, and Sarah. Gonna cook sumthing special for them. Maybe, 'kg' style food n pengat pisang for desert. Well, Nazim requested Ikan keli masak lemak cili padi n kentang goreng sambal. N maybe i'm gonna add chicken rendang n kerabu pucuk paku as well. Arghh.. time pose2 ni citer psl makanan plak! :p Cant wait for the day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055580588111894?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055580588111894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055580588111894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055580588111894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055580588111894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/breaking-fast.html' title='Breaking Fast..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055563629793766</id><published>2005-10-29T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:20:53.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its just ME..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/lin%20wif%20cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/lin%20wif%20cap.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;You think that I will change, But you know that will never be, I’m just that way and that’s just me! Well it’s just the way I am, And I am doing all I can. Why can’t you see I just can’t change! I could care less what you see, I’m just never the less here for me. You’re always getting what you want, But you still keep lookingI guess you’re just never getting what you need, With your eyes wide open, You still keep looking for your dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;It doesn’t matter what you say, My confidence will lead the way, Words will never do, sad... but true, And if I didn’t act this way, Well it just wouldn’t be the same, That wouldn’t do, ’cause I’m not you! ;) Too bad.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055563629793766?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055563629793766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055563629793766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055563629793766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055563629793766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-just-me.html' title='Its just ME..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055543617181826</id><published>2005-10-29T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:21:09.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bowl of Soup..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/dolphins.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/dolphins.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Someday, someone might love you in a way you've always wanted. If that someday was yesterday, LEARN; if that someday is tommorow, HOPE; if that someday is today, CHERISH."
Last but not least, "Some people believe that holding on and hanging in there are signs of strength. However, there are times in life in which it takes much more strength to just let go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055543617181826?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055543617181826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055543617181826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055543617181826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055543617181826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/bowl-of-soup.html' title='A Bowl of Soup..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055533768150475</id><published>2005-10-29T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:21:31.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of the day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/kucing%20cute.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/kucing%20cute.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Yesterday is history, Today is a gift, and Tomorrow is a mystery. Live each day as though it were your last, with the things that are truly going to last."
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Everyone in this world is different, but the people who are truly brave enough to show their differences are considered embarassing or not normal. Maybe, the 'normal' people in this world are just scared to show who they really are."
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055533768150475?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055533768150475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055533768150475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055533768150475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055533768150475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/thoughts-of-day.html' title='Thoughts of the day..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055520517173170</id><published>2005-10-29T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:21:58.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Topics of the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/Lina_in_Tub_Horiz_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/Lina_in_Tub_Horiz_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We anticipate what is to come, then ignore what is actually here."
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"For it does not take a man to have many women but it does take a real man to have and keep one woman."
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"If you can't solve it, it isn't a problem - it's Reality. And sometimes reality is the hardest thing to understand and the thing that takes the longest to realize. But once it hits you in the face you'll never forget it. It will always be there in your memories and sometimes that is the best way to look at it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055520517173170?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055520517173170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055520517173170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055520517173170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055520517173170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/topics-of-day.html' title='Topics of the day!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055502084739330</id><published>2005-10-29T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:22:42.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules to abide..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/wink%20wink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/wink%20wink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Nothing lasts forever. Forever is a lie. The only time that matters is what happens between &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;'Hello' and 'Goodbye.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Don't let a guy sweep you off your feet. It only puts them in the perfect position to drop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;you on your ass."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Contentment: it is not the fulfillment of getting what you want, it is the realization of how much you already have."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055502084739330?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055502084739330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055502084739330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055502084739330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055502084739330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/rules-to-abide.html' title='Rules to abide..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055489891790500</id><published>2005-10-29T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:24:30.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expression..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/wild%20orchid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/wild%20orchid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/swan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/swan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Have you ever been in love? Horrible, isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life .... You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "maybe we should just be friends" or "how very perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the mind, it's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055489891790500?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055489891790500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055489891790500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055489891790500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055489891790500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/expression.html' title='Expression..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055451493652877</id><published>2005-10-29T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:25:17.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A piece of advice..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/tudung%20pink%20gitu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/tudung%20pink%20gitu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Jadilah wanita yang lebih lembut dari angin yang berhembus, dan jadilah wanita yang lebih mulia dari bintang-bintang di angkasa. Peliharalah pekertimu agar kamu dilihat indah, sekali gus sekelilingmu juga akan turut menjadi indah. Keindahan yang terpancar itu menjadikan wanita ibarat mentari yang tidak pernah terbenam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055451493652877?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055451493652877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055451493652877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055451493652877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055451493652877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/piece-of-advice.html' title='A piece of advice..'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055441015739689</id><published>2005-10-29T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T15:25:36.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words Of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/lin%20posing%20manje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/lin%20posing%20manje.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Once you've got hold of a gem that's even beautiful in the inside, there's no need to look for another, because it only takes away from how precious and beautiful your first gem is; the time you spend looking for another is time you could've spent cherishing the other ...." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055441015739689?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055441015739689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055441015739689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055441015739689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055441015739689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words Of Wisdom'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18417872.post-113055428957034881</id><published>2005-10-29T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T10:51:29.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Saturday's?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/1600/Jelingan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2966/1802/320/Jelingan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;Huh.. its Saturday, n i'm workinggg.. uwaaa!! hey, but off on monday.. doesnt it sounds great when everyone hv to work on monday?! hehehhe last nite went out wif Khairi, he's a nice guy n cute too, as far as i concern.. hmm.. but sumthing is missing bout him, gotta find out more n more... we went to dave's deli for 'buka puasa' n cant act keep on talking n talking bout everything.. the best part, he's being himself genuinely.. n dats caught my attention. enuf about him. lets talk bout zuwaimie, known this guy thru email. mistakenly sent to me n i've replied.. there it goes.. emails after emails then, wif the phone. everything goes fine.. dunno much about him, but what i know he's a mummy's boy.. :p syyyyy!! dun tell him okay! hehehhe Guess dats about it, will continue to write on mon.. Have a nice weekend!! ciaoooo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;I rather be hated for who I am than be love for who I am not&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18417872-113055428957034881?l=charmed29.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/feeds/113055428957034881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18417872&amp;postID=113055428957034881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055428957034881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18417872/posts/default/113055428957034881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charmed29.blogspot.com/2005/10/working-saturdays.html' title='Working Saturday&apos;s?!'/><author><name>Ailin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06280922611032901586</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photo-origin.tickle.com/image/4/3/4/O/4349065O486942223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
